nyfw day 4

Day 4 was my punk rock-y day, half because it's just so unconventional in the land of fancy gowns and structured blazers-worn-as capes aka NYFW, and half because I may or may not have drunk a ton the night before and I was feeling especially lazy.

With that being said, laziness usually translates well in terms of outfits for me. By Day 4 of Fashion Week (and Day 5 of being in NY in general), my feet and bod were aching and in pain way too much for me to deal with form-fitting garments and restricting accessories. And heels. I've been carrying around Birkenstocks in my bag to change into for the miles and miles of walking around. During one of the shows I attended this day, I met the amazing Bri Elledge. We hit it off right away and she wanted to take some shots of me. Her talent the gorgeous loft space we met at made for some seriously rad photos. And the amazing mane styling that YGallery Salon gave me didn't hurt a bit either. Peeps making me feel pretty all around. I'm a lucky gal.
What I'm wearing: Nun Bangkok Anhinga top. Vintage moto vest (similar here $, here $$, and here $$$). La Pina pants. Jeffrey Campbell shoes.
photography by Bri Elledge