In the last 24 hours I had left in New York, I decided to jump on a plane to go to Milan Fashion Week.

Fashion Week, no matter which one in the world you are attending is always frantic, exciting and completely exhausting.

When we arrived in Paris it was raining and although it didn’t matter I secretly hoped that it would clear for just one day. I remember saying “Just give me one day in Paris with blue skies and that’s all I need”.