|Photo credit: Tracy E. Hopkins|
I'd already made a few last minute wardrobe changes and under estimated the time it would take me to get from downtown Brooklyn to Lincoln Center. Bryant Park was a breeze and takes about 20 minutes. Lincoln Center is farther uptown, so that adds another 10 minutes to my commute. So I was running late for Christian Siriano's S/S 2011 runway presentation. But adrenaline kicked in and somehow I kept my shoes on long enough to catch the train. I arrived and scurried across the grand plaza, past the iconic fountain. "This is different," I thought.
Thankfully one thing that hasn't changed are the burly security guards who have been working the shows long before I started attending Mercedes-Benz Fashion Week four or five seasons ago. "Christian Siriano?" I asked, hurriedly and a little out of breath. "Right this way. You have plenty of time," one of the friendly guards reassured.
|Me on the Lincoln Center Plaza.|
|Glorious fluff at Christian Siriano's show.|
I guess I shouldn't complain considering I got into the show, which was fabulous by the way (read more about Christian's fierce urban safari collection in my Fashion Week Examiner column), and found a comfortable, padded seat. This was the opposite of my first attempt to see a Christian Siriano show a couple seasons ago, which resulted in the standing room line being shut down after we'd waited for more than an hour.
Thanks to a few glasses of vino and a couple bags of Pop Chips, by the end of Day 1 my shoes no longer bothered me. And I almost didn't miss Bryant Park. Almost.