Milan Fashion Week has come to an end. Yay! Ahaha Since we experience things from a designer end it isn’t as fun as the blogger side that most of you see. Can I say something though? It looks so much cooler than it really is. This is basically what happens… all these bloggers wait outside the shows- MOST of them not even invited in but they pretend to be on their phones- ALL OF THEM- while they get their pictures taken. Those are the pictures you see! I guess fashion week is all about the “shot” in that end of the industry. On our side, however, its much more stressful and dirtier. ahaha We have to plan our events to show our collection, meet with buyers, carry a catalogue weighing 20 pounds around the size of a massive bible, and mingle A LOT. I am a big time introvert so out of all the work fashion week demands, socializing is by far the hardest part for me. Also, because I have to communicate in Italian 99.9% of the time! Which I am STILL a work in progress. If Michael would only speak to me in Italian then I wouldn’t be in this mess. ahaha I just like to blame him for everything. Don’t get me wrong I can speak and people can understand me- most of the time- but you can definitely tell I’m not Italian. And you know what, that’s
amore totally O.K. I’ll just perfect it once Zeyd starts school, I’ll learn with him. ahaha <3 E.