At Fashion Week I realized...

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY RIHANNA! PRAYERS WITH THE WHOLE SITUATION...DAMN...*Pic Above Rihanna and Zac Posen)

Everyone TRULY has their passion. And while amidst all the beautiful frocks and frolickers, all I could think about was:

Man I wish I coulda been at the MAC Barbie party when Where's Leslie's? "We Are Rockstars" was playing....

Is Making the Band on?

Heeeeey who is this playing.....B-line to the DJ booth to spy on the serato screen...

Why do they call it a B-line?.....

LOL

I will say, my hi-light as I was leaving, I met the goddess, the bag of funktified fierceness. The one and only Patricia Fields.

All I could utter..."I love you!" "Thank you dear, you're beautiful!" as she kept on to her adoring fans and pappos. Mission complete, and Zac who? LOL.

Another Fashion Week draws it's close and soon the tents will once again be a park, PR girls and "guys" will have to relinquish their powers and I will keep marching to my drum.

But damn we count the days til the Devils in Jacobs, Posen, and Sui walk again....