A Tale of Two Cities. New York.
Not many people can peg the exact moment in their lives when they knew exactly what they wanted to be when they "grew up." Luckily, I have such a distinctive memory that has driven me for the last two-thirds of my life. I was eight and my Dad took me along side with him to Los Angeles Fashion Week, I remember it to be this big grand production filled with chaos and confusion. Everyone running around, yelling at each other, physically pushing models onto the runway. Just pure chaos. And that was the day that I knew I wanted to become a photographer, I remember attempting to shoot a middle school fashion show and even though the images were absolutely horrendous I had such a great time shooting it I didn't mind what the images looked like (now those images have been long been erased and shall never see the light of day again).
Fast forward to 13 years later, perhaps not much bigger than I was at eight or so I felt standing at 5 foot 4 amongst the genetic mutations that are the models at 6"6+ in heels. And without my handy-dandy apple box at the ready, I opted for my 4 inch ankle boots to try and level the playing field. Unsuccessfully I might add ,I still felt as if I were a Polly Pocket in the land of the Barbies.
Without my three dimensional GPS by my side, I had to navigate throughout the "big bad city" all by myself (but honestly without the help of my adoptive mother, Kerry or the iTrans app I would most likely still be trying to find my way around), funny enough the first time I managed to grab the C back to Brooklyn I texted my best friend and
My first solo assignment, I don't believe I have ever felt so out of place. I appeared to be the only girl photographer backstage, everyone else was male and had big cameras, Nikon D800s, 5D Mark (whatever whatever) and here I was with my trusty and beloved Fuji X-T. Someone actually asked me, "So do you have a blog or something? Is that why you are here?" And I responded with "Um, no actually I am shooting for Getty Images!" and they looked at me with such confusion and said, "But you look so young!" I smiled and went back to work. Amongst the graceful models there I was, probably one of the most uncoordinated people you could ever meet and at my first time out by myself, what happens? I step on the designer. Out of everyone that was backstage, I just had to step on the designer? That would be my luck. But my ultimate thought was, "Well, alright it can't get much worse than that!" And I was surprisingly correct, day one was by far my most stressful. Three shows all throughout Manhattan.
So here is a collection of a few of my favorites throughout my time at NYFW. I lost count on how many shows I actually shot, and a few I won't post about but I believe it was between 15-17 shows in 7 days....
Day 1: Show 1: Brothers Vellies Presentation
Day 1: Show 2: Raquel Allegra
Day 1: Show 3: Alison Lou
Day 2: Show 1: Apollonius
Day 2: Show 2: Claudia Li
Day 3: Presentation 1: Osklen
Day 3: Show 2: Amait
Day 4: Show 1: Tracy Reese
My inner sixteen year old was internally screaming when I got to meet a certain "Sex and the City" star who is relatively BIG, who I shall not name but lets just say that she was more like her character in "Hocus Pocus" than anything else... Oops, did I say too much?
Probably my favorite hair of any show.
Day 4: 3 Shows in 1.
Day 5: Guerrilla Fashion: 3 Shows in 1
Day 6: Katie Ermillo Presentation
This had to be my absolute favorite show. The colors and designs were just absolute perfection.
Day 7: Show 1: Wendy Nichol
Day 7: Show 2: DEXTER DEXTER DEXTER
All shot on the Fuji X-T1 with lenses ranging from 35mm, 50mm and 16-50mm.