Worke Le Mode

Ok so here is the update yall. In the fashion world this would be considered old news since fashion trends move so quickly but in MY real world, 2 weeks ago to 2 months ago is still relevant. And with that being said, i continue...

So, I got an internship at a showroom with Les Hommes via my partner in crime, Tea (pronounced: tey-a, not like the stuff we drink ;). Les Hommes (pronounced: les-oms) collections are designed for men which i thought was great because not only will i be surrounded by male models on the daily basis but I am really into men designer wear as well. The great part is that Tea has been with them for a couple of season before so she was able to train me and put me up on all the do's and dont's.

My first day was to work the fashion show during Men Fashion Week in Milan. The show was 5 minutes from my apartment which was great since the showroom in more like 45min from my place. That day, my job was to help organize the looks a.k.a. make sure those trousers go with that coat and those boots go with model #10 etc ect as well as dressing and undressing the models.

Of course I was excited. And it was official, not like the last Fashion Week were i had to sneak into the shows.

*i will now go back into time to show you that experience to later return to this story. dont worry its all relevant ;)

Last Fashion Week happened sometime in September when i had only been here for a month and was still homeless aka living in a hotel.
-ok im just going to copy&paste what i wrote about it on FB to save time and energy. And also i wrote that moments after it happened so you can better feel the excitement versus me writing about it now, ok-

Omg, i dont even know where to start.... so today i was determined to get in.... so me and Joicy got dolled up and headed to a Salvatore Ferragamo fashion show for fashion week in milan.... Unfortunately, we got there too late and missed the show so we were a bit bummed.... but low and behold, an opportunity pops up as a group of hairstylist admire my camera! Next thing you know we are walking in with them and ended up backstage!!!! OMG, i got to see and feel the whole collection in my freaking hands!!!! i saw the illustrations, held the garments and enjoyed a glass of champagne... The next show was Jo No Fui, and we were able to watch the whole thing go down. I met the designer, Alessia Giacobino and we saw the models get their hair and makeup as well as saw them get dressed, stick figures, high heels and titties, the whole thing.... the best part was seeing the work and having it in my own hands!!! Ok, so we cant have everything because my camera died and i was only able to document a little bit of it. Here is some of what i got! enjoy!

Pictures and illustrations of the collection

i love the illustrations sssooo much
Ferragamo Clutch, heavy enough to knock you out
I was really shocked to be there- with no questions asked.

It was so unbelievable to me. This is backstage with all the garments and illustrations.

After the Ferragamo show was the Jo No Fui show. Since we were already backstage we decided to stay. We walked around the venue and saw the whole show being set up. I didnt care that i was waiting around because i was willing to wait or this aka, a real fashion show in MILAN!



The sound tech kept playing the runway music over and over again to get it right i suppose. I mean he kept playing the first song over and over again, i liked it at first... by the end of the show i was loving it. I had no idea who the artist was though until a few weeks later somehow i found out. This was the song:





This collection i was really excited about. It was very rough with a very pirate meets biker theme that i was really into. A lot of pins, chains, leather and color such as black and nude.
(u can click on images to enlarge)

This jacket was bananas! The outside was made out of safety pins and it weight a ton! I felt kinda bad for the model because at first she looked like she could barely hold her own head in place, but when i saw her walking down the runway she impressed me because she actually appeared strong.
I got to meet the designer Alessia Giacobino

I got a bit of video from backstage with my lil 'ol camera phone because my canon had died. The sound is bad but dont worry, i'll show you the professional video right now.

We had great seats to watch the show also and they had these pins on every seat. And yes, i did feel kinda bad sneaking in and sitting down- like who am i right? but honestly that was meant to be. It was like swiss clockwork- perfect.

You can see in this video me and joicy got our 3 seconds of fame (0:13~0:16), LMAO, i think we are hilarious actually.




ok, i know im such a nerd for this stuff but i dont care. i'll share with you what took over me when the show started.

So i was already high on life just being at the show. I kept contemplating my life and career, after all i had some time to sit and wait for the show to start. I was even writing this down. How i dont want to have to always sneak into fashion shows and how i want to be officially invited or be working in the very near future. Something tells me that will happen. Honestly though, even though i get a bit embarrassed sometimes of the stunts i pull off, i think it adds excitement and humor to my life. I guess i'll have other events to sneak into instead like the opera or the Olympics... oooh the possibilities!

SO yea, i remember sitting down right before the show started, and i couldn't believe it. I mean i still couldn't believe I lived in Milan but to be at a fashion show during fashion week was incredible to me. I remember when they cut the lights and simultaneously turned the runway lights and the music on. My stomach had butterflies and when the first beat of the song dropped so did a feeling in my stomach. It felt like it feels when your on a roller coaster. I damn near cried. This song will forever remind me of this moment.



*ok now back to Men Fashion Week 2010

ok my first but not last Men Fashion Week Milano! this time i was working so no sneaking in.



This was the outside set up. The show was at an place where they used to cut wood. very industrial.

the runway
the make up artist from London

the collection/models/looks
i like how he was pretending to read, very chic actually
Bart, one of the designers adding few last touches
omg some of these models were babies, i felt like i was baby sitting sometimes when i would have to tell them, "take off your head phones...come here, dont go there, here let me put this shirt on you... dont move, just stand there..."

I was wishing they were more on the D&G model type category, maybe in a few years after they grown facial hair.


This is us giving the models a prep talk on how to walk out there, lol




The end of the show. Happy Ever after and sealed with a kiss...




Les Hommes getting interviewed by Fashion Insider TV





poppin bottles of the bubbly



and of course we have the after party. apparently the place to be: Punks Wears Prada:






Overall it was a great time. Met some new people, partied, danced, and enjoyed the night.
And i must say, i love fashion shows. They're always so exciting. Whether its your own little show or a big time designers show they are hard work love and dedication.

2010 - such a great group of numbers

Happy New Years Erybodi...

Yaaaaaay

New Years, hhmmm....

lets see

ok, so this used to be my favorite day of the year. I always got butterflies in my stomach just knowing it was about to be a new year! i mean a whole new year! in the "new" year, you can make yourself feel better by saying your going to change, stop beating your kids and put the bottle down, get a real job, etc, you know kinda give yourself another chance...
Because in the new year, you can "start over".

ok whatever my friends.

new years is just another excuse to get wasted and go to an overpriced overrated club.
This why its not my favorite day anymore...

1. i figured, you can change your lifestyle at any moment, any day, any time. You dont need it to be a new freaking year... i mean, what about other cultures who start their year on a whole 'nother day?

2. New Years eve can get a bit overrated. I mean with all the "places to be" and choosing the best "place to be" and hoping you choose the best most funnest "place to be" when the clock hits midnight, etc. this night can get a bit complicated.

3. Unless you VIP, all the club parties are overpriced

ok, lemme stop, who am i kidding? i still love new years eve! (I still think clubs can be overrated). but its this vibe in the air that night. you can start conversation and make out with people just because its new years, like you dont even need to say much but, "Happy New Years...muah!"This new year was my first one out of the country so i was even more careful not to get my hopes too high since i do have high party standards, from being around some of the best party people/dancers/dj's. This usually ruins my life when im away from where that exist.
Also, i have an apartment full of bay area fam so really even just us together is a party.

Joicy got sick unfortunately so she decided to stay home with her bf and so me and the other girls decided to toast at home first then hit the streets for some fun...

It was actually a great idea because not only will we all be together but we had the best view from our apartment to see the fireworks.


ok, so Julie, Shivani and I loaded a big plastic bottle with tons of vodka and oj, bcus its ok to drink in the street in Milan, as long as you dont have a glass container, and began on our stroll.
We had a list of all the FREE parties to go to and so we were off, with the occasional pop squat, we made it to what we thought was a party and it totally sucked... so we proceeded, for we were determined to dance this night.
I really didnt want my life to turn into 200 cigarettes where we became lame and desperate for a NYE party (i guess this is what happens when you dont make plans and instead just "blow with the wind" like we did)

We finally decided to go to Plastic, the "place to be" even though it was waays away. We tried to pull a taxi over but they would just pass by and wave like wtf... we then got all self conscientious thinking they wouldn't stop for us because we looked like hookers!!! (we later found out that cabs at that time -1 maybe 2am- dont stop unless you've phoned them or your at a taxi cab stop that they have here...hmm) so even though we probably did look like hookers that wasnt the reason why they weren't stopping.

So we end up at the tax cab station with the help of these young Egyptian boys that were real nice and respectful...

vroom vroom, bottle was absolutely gone and so were we... we were off to the gayest club in town!!! this means a few things but most importantly it means dancing dancing dancing!

Of course we get there, there is a huge line at 2am, and the cover is 70 euro which equals $100. WTF! I kinda already knew that before going since my boys were already there. But come on, this wasn't the first or last time a plan of action had to immediately take place in order for us to party for $free.99.....


So i discuss the plan of action with the girls.


The lil fairy at the door signals us with his wand to come in. the big bouncer man lets us in. we are supposed to make another line to pay. we instead turn left and walk in through the back door- giving us a spare $300!

Yay happy we go straight to the stage of course and begin dancing on top whatever we could get on, or maybe that was just me at that point... hhmm i dont know if its becasue im a shorty or because my inner rockstar wants to come out....

We danced and sung to The Supremes translated in Italian, lol...









and yes we danced danced danced

we even sung sung sung, and i know this time i wasnt the only one singing i heard Shivani hitting them high Prince notes i was just the only one that got a picture taken...lol
The shit got blurry.... oooeeee
"its 6am and we still at the club... this joint isnt closing until 9am"... uhhh things weren't that blurryso we jumped on a cab and went home.
It was a little adventure, like almost always, it was fun just trying to get to the place. We had tons of fun.
Happy 2010.