When I heard NastyGal was having a fashion week party, I was down. When I heard the party was in Brooklyn, I was even more down… I’m into not having to travel far. My girl Shooka has just landed and booked in a cab over to my place, where all I did to get ready was put my glitter platforms back on. It had been a long day of shows at Lincoln, but I was ready to have a little alien fun.
Stop asking, keep dancing. It was really nice to finally hang with Fereal Creature in real life, Shooka and I felt like we had known her since birth (which equaled a week long streak of fashion mischief.) We hung outside for way too long/maybe spent half the party there… but since I rocked fashion week with Njoy, I had to show off all my new fancy e-cigs, #chic. Aliens with e-cigs is a new concept, but I’m like sort of into it.
It’s extra #chic because Njoy
got me access to exclusive events like the Desigual runway show, the Charlotte Ronson show , the Style 369 after party, as well as The Cut’s official after party, where I showed up looking like an alien. I’d apologize for it, but I don’t think I have too.. It’s New York after all, where we do whatever the fuck we want.
rainbow lakehouse tee by Wildfox
pink kitten frames by Wildfox
glitter platforms by Demoina
Making Out in Central Park, kissing boys at the Ritz Carlton. The first time I ever came to New York was when I was eleven. My Dad and I stayed for his work in Central Park South at the Ritz Carlton. He took me that day to get my first red satin dress from the big Macy’s department store (that we always saw in the movie, Miracle on 34th Street) and then to my surprise, bought me my first diamond necklace from Tiffany’s on 5th Ave. We went and saw the Lion King on Broadway that night. At eleven, as we were sitting in the hotel bed eating ritz carlton room service chocolate chip cookies and milk (one glass of milk there is eleven dolls, our running joke…) I told him I was going to make it big in New York someday, that I was going to live there and make all my dreams come true.
I’d hate to go back on my word ; )
make out sweater by wildfox white label
sunglasses by wildfox couture
big litas by jeffery campbell
photos by martin narrod