So somehow I got invited to a Fashion Week party at church on Sunday. (It pays to go to Sunday School, is the moral of the story. Even when you're really more in the mood for a nap.)
It was be the perfect chance for me to pull an Anne Shirley and pretend that my dress from the Target was actually something swanky, and that I was really six feet tall with flawless hair, instead short and a little chubbier than usual. Any excuse to practice my Anne Shirley is good enough for me.
It was kind of a small party, and yeah I rode in an elevator with Helena Christensen.
Then I walked behind Christina Aguilera through the red carpet press line. That was a little bonkers. Lightbulbs and shouting and photos snapping like crazy, and then here I come, the short pregnant girl in the Target dress, and suddenly all the photographers were too busy cleaning their lenses to notice me. Nobody wanted to ask me what I was wearing?
At 10 the baby let me know that he was tired of me standing around, so we collected our swag, hailed in a cab in the rain, and made our way back home to our tiny little palace in the sky (and past the Tommy Hilfiger party with the multicolored light show, which I must say looked like way more fun).
I only got a few photos of the night before I was told I couldn't have my camera out. Rude!
Here is a link to the official red carpet photos. You'll notice I'm not in a single one. How strange!
That is SO cool! Love that you had the guts (and pregnant belly) to talk to Christian Siriano. I had no idea such fabulous shoes existed. I will never be the same. What a memorable night! And those photographers were idiots not to snap any photos of you. ;)
ReplyDeleteAwesome! I LOVE Christian! And I love Target! And I love food! So I loved, loved, loved your account of your FABULOUS event!
ReplyDeleteThis post blows my ever-Midwest lovin' MIND.
ReplyDeleteI am so jealous! My born and raised in New York self misses the concrete jungle now more than ever! Thanks for sharing your fab evening with us. :)
ReplyDeleteas a girl from prince edward island, i have to say i am impressed that good old anne shirley made it into a post about a fashion week party. lucy maud's great nephew was my dad's best man and i grew up playing at her farmhouse where the lake of shining waters is. anne shirley represent!
ReplyDeleteoh brother, i love everything about this. the outfit. the attitude. the courage.
ReplyDeleteand thanks for your kind words. you're right. coming back up is refining. and worthwhile. and i'm so glad that at least now i feel like that's the direction in which i'm headed.
Just so you know, you have fabulous hair and are much better looking than Christina Aguilera. I love reading your blog because our lives are a lot the same and then out of nowhere so completely different. You are a wonderful writer!
ReplyDeleteI'm six feet tall, and would you like to know what's the most devastating thing about my shoes? The feet that go in them are rather large. Like, a 12. So my shoes have to be devastatingly expensive because there are exactly two places that sell my size: Payless and Nordstrom. I choose the latter, as Payless shoes styles in my size come in ugly and uglier and if your feet are gonna insist on being that large, they might as well be pretty.
ReplyDeleteMakes you feel a bit better about your (super cute) Target dress, no?
this was a fabulous recollection of the party, and oh my heck aside from the celebs - that view! gorgeous! way to be brave & strike up a conversation w/ ppl. happy week to you! : )
ReplyDeleteOk, you are just having WAY too much fun! I can't wait to get out there in April so we can party and I can hold the HolbsterJR.
ReplyDeletelots of love!!!
Well from my tiny perspective of the much bigger New York life, you sound pretty famous to me just for attending such things. Great post!
ReplyDeleteHow great that you got to experience a party like that?!! So glad you went, even though you weren't wearing Marc Jacobs. I'm sure all those models were hoping they look as great as you when they are prego. Thanks for sharing...
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh, that is so incredibly cool for you!!!! Your pictures crack me up (good for you for getting a few - your own are always more meaningful no matter what the quality, right!)
ReplyDeleteFun post!
You are so glamorous. SO GLAMOROUS.
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ReplyDeleteAhh! Best piece yet! Just sayin' as it was very well written. I'm so glad you walked your cute little belly bean down that Red carpet and OWNED it. And right behind CA. Such a proud moment. One day those cameras will be flashing your direction....okay, so the more I read about NYC, the more I miss it. I WANT TO GO BACK! That last picture...It was 4 am (when I was there) I walked those streets, but all the cars were parked on those, what DO you call them? the movable car garages, you know where they are stacked one top of one another....anyway I've walked that crosswalk, stood in the middle of those streets...yes the middle, why? It was 4 am and there were no cars out and the silence of NYC is such a rare thing that it was amazing. And then...the subway. Yup...I slept in the subway...because it wouldn't come! So we (my friends & I walked back to the hotel but who wants to see the city through the subway, right? If I had my rathers, I'd be doing what you are doing. Love hearing about your new adventures. oh, and the hair comment...who could resist? deep down he was lovin' it!
ReplyDeleteI don't even know who most of these people are. (Susan Sarandon? Yes. Christina Aguilera? Sure. Aaaand that's where it ends.
ReplyDeleteI guess I DO belong in Idaho...
I'm with DG, I don't have a clue about the people, but that view? THAT was gorgeous!
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