(The room with the giant whale, a.k.a. The Hall of Oceans @ The Museum of Natural History - Upper West Side, NY)
9:30pm and I'm walking barefoot around the Upper West Side. Wish I could say I lost my shoes in a high stake poker bet but sadly, that isn't the case. I had to relieve my blister ridden feet from the high heels causing my toes so much pain. This is the price I have to pay for being of the short legged breed after walking amongst towering models at a fashion show. I finally decided to embrace my meager 5 foot stature and save my poor feet from any further possible permanent damage. It's not worth it. My personality is big enough and should make up for what I lack in physical verticality. Flats will be my new best friend. No longer will I choose to teeter totter in skinny heels that get caught in subway grates. I don't care how little I will look. My feet are my most reliable and cheapest form of transportation. I must learn to take good care of them.
(Jo commentating the Eco Chic fashion show - Upper West Side, NY)
Jo, Grace, and I made up Laura's fashion entourage. She was kind enough to invite us along to the Be Eco Chic fashion show at the Museum of Natural History. I told her I'd be her "Turtle". Funny because we walked in to see none other than Adrian Grenier having his photo taken by flash popping paparazzi.
"Yo Vince!" I wanted to yell out, "Vincent Chase! Dude! I saw you in 'Aquaman'! You were awesome! Hey man, when's the sequel comin' out? Wutchu workin' on these days? Yo I was born in Queens too!"
But no, I didn't want my shameless antics to embarrass Laura as she was debuting herself as a jewelry designer. I was on my best behavior. Otherwise, I'd have pretended to be her PR lady and lead her through the pit of photographers to have her picture taken for Elle, Vogue, and AP with a caption reading "Some Asian chick being dragged by another Asian chick". One day, I believe and hope the tiny metal "Prismera" tag on her necklaces will have as much significance as a blue Tiffany's box.
Laura has just launched her new Noctiflora collection. You can view the pretties at: www.prismeradesign.com
The celebrity/famous designer/model lifestyle ain't for me. I find it exhausting socializing with regular people. Schmoozing with celebrities is a whole other ballgame. If I ever find myself become a celebrity, I'd most likely be the recluse very private kind. It doesn't seem very ideal having a stylist tell you what to wear and a PR person telling you who to say hello to. It's quite overwhelming. Although, I must say it was fun to be star struck in the midst of Chevy Chase, Laura Bennett (the red haired finalist from Project Runway), and Justin from "Ugly Betty".
Now I will pamper the tired feets. My poor poor feets.
