Aaaaaaand we’re back! On the West Coast, that is. After an insane week of early wake-up calls and late nights at at the office (not to mention many red velvet cupcakes later), New York Fashion Week is officially over! I caught a 7:00 am flight out of wintry NYC this morning just before the snowstorm hit, saying “laterz” to the Big Apple… for now.
But I’m getting ahead of my sugar-high self (blame the giant bag of Skittles next to me).
Last Thursday, after a night in Spokane for the Portland Pilots basketball game against the Gonzaga Bulldogs, I awoke from a deep slumber on a friend’s couch at the devil’s hour of 4:30 am. After flying from Spokane to Denver, then Denver to La Guardia, I eventually arrived in NYC around 6:30 pm. Psyched to be greeted by a city of white, I was instead greeted by yellow… which, let’s be honest, is completely okay with me. I desperately needed a cab anyways.
Friday morning came faster than even I expected, but it’s hard not to want to wake up (even for me!) when this is what greets you out the window. Well, hello gorgeous.
After a quick roundup at the office (and plenty of “OMG HEY! HOW ARE YOU?!” reunions), the rest of the interns and I were rounded up and shipped to the destination of the Trina Turk Fall 2014 presentation.
Here’s Trina Turk herself chatting with a reporter about the inspiration behind her line! I casually eavesdropped, of course. She imagined her Fall 2014 line on a girl who was cruising Sunset Ave in Los Angeles during the summer with a hat on and tousled hair. I think I’d be okay being a Trina Turk girl…
This collection was primarily dominated by the juxtaposition between florals and geometrics, and duh, hats.
If you’re looking for a more in-depth (and professional sounding) review of Trina’s Fall 2014 collection, check out Women’s Wear Daily’s recap and photos of each individual outfit.
But seriously – THESE SUITS THOUGH. #yes
Comin’ up next: Kenneth Cole!
Here’s a sneak peak: remember Floop from Spy Kids? And we’re basically gonna be #livinonaprayer.