Day three of Fashion week landed on a rainy Saturday. By this point, the fashion festivities have come to a halt, not by choice but for good. Amongst the myriad of things gone wrong, (read first post here) an unproductive and moody Saturday tops the list. While terrible trips are a rarity, when it goes down, it sinks to the bottom of the Atlantic ocean. Life knows no balance here...
I entered the Saku New York show partially exhausted and admittingly with minimal knowledge of the brand. Little did I know, the show would be one of the highlights of my NYFW 2017 experience.
This time around, I attended a couple of shows as a photographer rather than a guest. And for Saku, a photographer. Ten minutes late to the show photographer, unfortunately. As you can imagine, upon arrival, I stumbled out of my Lyft car like a tumbleweed, only to be greeted by a line as long as time. Luckily for me, a photographer's pass meant bye bye line.