This NYFW season was so refreshing compared to previous ones I have experienced, and I don’t think I am the only one who felt this way. I don’t know why but there seemed to be a certain calm on the streets of NYFW this season. People were more casual, both with their attitudes towards such a hectic week to the simple and monochrome outfits they wore. People were still excited, but there wasn’t the same uncontrollable frenzy we encountered the September season before.
Even though I didn’t attend many shows this season I still spoke to several groups of people who couldn’t figure it out either. It worked out better though as I didn’t suffer from a huge case of FOMO (fear of missing out) whilst I ran around the city attending more meetings than I have ever done before, complete with cups of coffee literally the size of my head and cliche bagels that contain more sugar in them than I am willing to admit because they taste so good. I forget that everything, including the coffee, is bigger and better in the Big Apple and I am so happy to be back in this contagious atmosphere.
Like I mentioned in my last post, one of the best parts and one of the most effective was having Carin here with me this time. Not only did I never get lonely, but I also had someone to laugh to my very bad jokes even if she didn’t think they were funny because she’s just so absurdly sweet and was able to shoot the majority of my outfits as we ran from one side of the city to another. Even making time to shoot photos in a boat in the middle of a lake in Central Park because we both love putting in that extra little effort (and usually some sort of money) to making pretty photos even if we were sleep deprived and melting in the sweltering heat.
Here we quickly took some photos while we waited for our Uber to arrive. I promise I did not intend to have my notebook match my new bag but as soon as I made the connection I became a little obsessed, especially when I’m dressed like a human peach. And these shoes? You’ll be seeing a lot more of them as I’ve already had to ban myself from wearing them with every outfit. They’re so unexpectedly conventional it’s unconventional, if you know what I mean?
Photos by Carin Olsson