Fashion Show

As I mentioned on Monday, my little sister graduated from college. And she didn’t graduate from just any school, she received a degree from Parsons, the design school that made its claim to fame on Project Runway and is known for churning out my favorite designers Jack McCullough and Lazaro Hernandez of Proenza Schouler, Donna Karan, and many other legendary designers. So I knew when attending her graduation that there would be no sweet eyelet summer frocks in white and classic pearls. It’s New York, and anything goes.

But I’ve got to say that even my expectations were blown. I’ve never seen so much designer swag in one place. There were girls in prim Chanel suits, others in leather jackets and drop crotch pants, and Louboutins a-plenty. Oh, and this chick rocking the low cut white linen overalls above (white is the traditional graduation color, right?). And this wasn’t even the ceremony for the fashion design graduates!

While my parents were certainly thrown off by the avant-garde approach to event dressing, I loved that everyone had the gall to shirk tradition and wear what would make them feel empowered on such a big day. Plus, it made the event so much more entertaining, an impromptu fashion show!

I couldn’t even count how many pairs of towering red soles I saw. Just looking at them makes me feel like I might trip.

Beautiful flowing printed french bohemian look.

That Jeffrey Campbell shoe looks like it wants to eat the Chanel shoe.

Large-scale all over floral printed long sleeve dress, very spring, very 80s Ungaro too.

After the show inside, the looks kept coming on the street.

And Margaux and I working the camera and giving it our best model pose. Congratulations Margaux!


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