Lynn Yaeger outside of Alexander Wang
Standing outside for over an hour, freezing with the editors, waiting to be picked to enter the Alexander Wang show was a lot like gym class--if the cool kids wore China-doll makeup and Comme des Garçons. This is my first fashion week and seeing Lynn Yaeger in the flesh rendered me speechless--in fact I even forgot her name (pathetic) and whispered "excuse me" when I saw her. I thought my window had passed, but seconds after, she turned around and asked if I'd like a picture. Me and my Powershot that I don't know how to use? Fuck, yes.