Buenos Aires Fashion Week culminated tonight and I got to attend my first-ever fashion show!!!!!!!! I was so stoked to go to the exhibition center where designers were showing at booths and beautiful people were out in force, but the tickets to the runway shows were sold out.
GOOD THING I had the Mother Lode camera hanging around my neck -- I don't usually do stuff like this -- but I saw the loooonnngggg line of ticketholders going into the Wanama runway show,
and I bypassed to the head of the line and asked the security guy (in Spanish, nonetheless) how much tickets were. I DID NOT say I was with the press, but he looked at my camera and said (in Spanish), "For the press, it's free." So I was like, "hmmm," and said I had friends with me -- he asked how many, I said "two," and I motioned Neil and our friend Venai over, and he let us all in!! BOO-YAH!!!!! We were sooo incredibly psyched to be there (of course I was thrilled, but yes, my two dude companions were, too). My heart is pounding remembering it. It was so awesome.
Wanama, anyone? I'd never heard of the line, but I LOVED it!!!!! I've always wanted to go to a runway show!!!!
I took all the pictures you see here. Special thanks to the bomb camera and whatever it might lead security guards to assume about my profession.
Our friend, Venai