it’s easy to let limitation be the dictator. like the eery sound of a silent room without vents or circulation. hollow yet substantial.
but how beautiful life can be when you simply let yourself ride. when you realize freedom isn’t about the rules made by those around you but about the limitations you put on your own choices.
run up hills, roll down them. let the air around you suffocate the dictator.
WHITE TOP AND BOTTOM by Frontrow
HAT by Nasty Gal
Location: Nylon event
Photos by Jen Senn
it’s an ugly thing and you hear about it and you think about it but you don’t quite get it until it’s you, paralyzed at the knees in the middle of your kitchen, crumbled on the floor, like a baby deer’s unsuccessful first step, but in your case the person that taught you how to walk isn’t there to pick you up, instead she’s turned you inside out, putting your vulnerability on the forefront as you’re stuck inside yourself, struggling to see, feel, hear anything but the loud dial tone left from an abruptly ended conversation, echoing hatred from wall to wall and straight into your shaken skull, but you keep repeating in your head the teachers the books the research they all say it happens and you’ve felt it and you’ve let it kill you until you’ve believed in it but it takes one voice or the lack of it from one person one time to make you step backwards and overanalyze and perhaps even think you can change things back to match the desires of another but you’re unable to change or listen or speak and with the little space left in your brain to generate thoughts you wonder how can anyone hate such a pure thing so you say it louder than the dial tone, louder than her expectations, louder than your fears, how can you hate such a beautiful thing.
COLD SHOULDER TOP by Motel Rocks
SEE THROUGH RAIN JACKET by Motel Rocks
LEATHER SKIRT by Grand Bizzare
TORMENT BOOT by Demonia
Photos by Grand Bazzare
The Sunday of fashion week was a bit more relaxed but productive. I spent 1.5 hours in a cab stuck in traffic on my way to interviewing the ladies of Veer NYC (look out for the interview next week). After fan-girling over Jenny and Allie of Veer at a cute little cafe in East Village, I met up with a few friends for a quick bite before the #socialyteGala, which mostly involved champaign, the Menswear Dog and… lots of mini veggie burgers.
The night naturally ended at The Hudson when we were all a little over human faces.
TOP by Urban Outfitters
HENDRIX PANTS by Our Prince of Peace
SHOES by Jeffrey Campbell
Top two photos by event photographers
See rest of event photos here