A mirage of MSGM in Milan, now that’s a magical combination.
In the last 24 hours I had left in New York, I decided to jump on a plane to go to Milan Fashion Week.
One thing I never thought I’d be doing is walking through the start of a blizzard.
There’s something about coming to New York in the winter that’s so comforting.
It doesn’t hurt to look like a human lemon sometimes.