Not so these days. Now, I'm a label whore. If you're walking down a NYC block, I can probably tell just by looking at you "who you're wearing." It's both a gift and a curse. Now, I can't bring myself to buy a pair of jeans from Macys, unless its Joes, Citizens, 7, Paige, True Religion...and I can't buy a handbag from Target, it has to be a statement...and it has to have a nice label.
It wouldn't be so bad if I actually had the money to spend. The clothes last longer and are made with the highest quality. But I digress...
My bestie/sissy invited me to Fashion for Passion Launch Event at Good Units near Columbus Circle in NYC. It was underground, or so it seemed and they were serving yummy margaritas. Photos were placed all around the venue, black and white and gorgeous. There were also nakey painted models (this I had an issue with b/c they were highly unattractive). The speakers were blasting 80's dance music and we were in just good Fashion-lover company.
All photos stolen from Meg:
Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Beautiful photos. Beautiful models.
Me and Meg, we both have a passion for fashion...and margaritas.
In the near future you will be seeing more posts on fashion...after all it is my passion.