So… This is awkward. For the first time in my entire blogging career, I’ve gone 10 days without posting. It started innocently enough with me thinking I needed a change from the way things have been going (should I transition everything to WordPress? To Tumblr? Redesign? I don’t know?) then as the days passed, that need to put fingers to keyboard never hit. I spent time with Katherine and James Lowe, who were both blogging up a storm, and went to a few fashion week shows, and every day I’d think – I really should write something, but I just couldn’t figure out where to start. So this is my first attempt at normalcy. It’s time to get back into a routine. I’m still umming and aahing about which platform is best, or what on earth I want to be writing about right now, and there’s no doubt my quarter life crisis is in full swing, but one can only dilly dally for so long. A wise man once said, “Farewell pussyfooters, for I can no longer wait!” and that’s what I need to say to myself. So here goes.
Noah and I shot our latest What’s in store for the New York Times at Dior Homme’s just-renovated 57th Street store. It was fun playing dress-ups in clothing that would render me bankrupt, and I’d never usually have the balls to go into a high end store such as this and try everything on, but that’s why I started this column in the first place.
Click here to check out all the photos and to read the full piece (because let’s not forget, writing is just as important as pretty imagery), and see below for a whole bunch of shots that didn’t make the cut.
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