Paris Fashion Week is not exactly a walk in the park, accrediting is impossible unless your publication has a DUNS number (some complicated numbering system, don’t ask), getting invites from the brands fashion houses are about as lucky as winning the lottery and finding out what the hell is going on is impossible.
Especially in 32 degree weather, where everyone’s makeup is melting off their faces, people stink because it’s the scent of Europe and nowhere has fucking air conditioning.
Nowhere.
So, I just stood outside and said ‘fuck it’ shooting people as they entered and exited fashion week runway shows (granted I did get into *one* as you’ll see below).
But besides that, this is the street style with people who have over 100k followers on Instagram – many which of I didn’t even know about, and I had to follow all the photo captions of the street style articles to get a clue.
Duh. Talk about being out of the loop. Sigh.
Especially in 32 degree weather, where everyone’s makeup is melting off their faces, people stink because it’s the scent of Europe and nowhere has fucking air conditioning.
Nowhere.
So, I just stood outside and said ‘fuck it’ shooting people as they entered and exited fashion week runway shows (granted I did get into *one* as you’ll see below).
But besides that, this is the street style with people who have over 100k followers on Instagram – many which of I didn’t even know about, and I had to follow all the photo captions of the street style articles to get a clue.
Duh. Talk about being out of the loop. Sigh.
Araya Alberta Hargate, Thai actress
Barbara Martelo, stylist
Carine Rotfeld, who needs no introduction
Carla Sozzani, art collector
Ian Bohen, actor
Lynn Yaeger, fashion journalist, Vogue













