Although they say New York City is "the city that never sleeps," this girl is (quite unfortunately) back in Texas, and ready to crawl under some cosy blankets and have her first full night of sleep in days. But I can't say I wouldn't rather still be out exploring The City...coming home was tough, as it always seems to be.
I think every time I visit the people get more and more beautiful and it gets harder and harder to leave.
I couldn't help snapping endless photos of beautiful people and their beautiful outfits to keep as personal inspiration. Where else would be a better place to get inspo other than NYC only a day after NYFW?
Walking through A. Wang, Jil Sander, Kate Spade, and various other designer showrooms was one of the most surreal experiences of my life. My first thought was, "These clothes actually exist outside of tumblr. Real people are actually wearing them. I can actually touch them."
And then there were all of the crowded, too-small coffee shops and bakeries with smells so delightful that they dipped outside the door and pulled you right in. I think I spent just as much money on coffee as I did clothes, and I can't say I'm ashamed of it. I am a coffee lover through and through.
But what enticed me most of all was the oversized knit/leather jacket/long pants & boots weather. I could not get enough of it. I am one of those people who buys sweaters and jackets year-round, even though we only have about 2 full months of winter here. For us, "fall" is 70 degree weather that lasts for 2 weeks, so I never get the chance to walk around my autumn clothes in full comfort, but here I did. And in September, at that. September & October have always appeared to be the poster months for fall to me, but in Texas we generally don't experience any fall action until late November. Getting a September dose of it was a breath of fresh air.
Overall, whether I was roaming the bustling streets of Chinatown, gawking over spectacular showroom pieces, admiring the view from our hotel window overlooking Times Square, or mariachi dancing with boys from Brooklyn (yep...really happened), my trip certainly wasn't one to forget, and I'm already counting down the days until my next visit.