9 a.m. Time to get up. Our first event today isn't until 3 p.m. so I slept in a bit. Feels good.
9:45 a.m. Head to SoulCycle to try and sweat out some of the toxins and squeeze in a much-needed workout. I am on a pretty heavy workout regimen for Arrow at the moment, so I am looking for any break between shows to get in some in gym time.
11 a.m. Order room service (i.e., coffee!) and take the rest of my morning break to work on a few things for Tomboy KC, answer emails and return phone calls.
12 p.m. Hair and makeup in my hotel room. I always say this, but I live for my hair and makeup team. Not only are they ridiculously talented, but they are close friends and I love hanging out with them (which is good considering the whole process takes about two and a half hours). We spend so much time together during Fashion Week, when I leave I have serious withdrawals.
2:30 p.m. Start the process of getting dressed for the Hervé Léger show. They sent over a few amazing options, and I have about 10 minutes to decide which one is my favorite. I decide on a black crop top and high-waisted skirt situation. Love it.
3-3:45 p.m. I hop in the car with Lynsey, my business partner for Tomboy KC, and we rush to the backstage area at Lincoln Center. Lynsey calls our contact on site to make sure the show isn't on time (it was supposed to start at 3 p.m.!) and confirm we haven't missed it. Luckily, it is running behind and we are escorted to our seats right in time for the show to start. I am seated next to my good friend Jared Eng and we chitchat throughout the show.
4 p.m. As soon as the show is over, we hop out of our seats and rush to the car, where I left the look for Sherman Preston, our next show. I hop in the car and start changing as Lynsey calls the on-site contact to see if the show is running on time. It was supposed to start at 4 p.m. and because Hervé Léger ran later than expected, we are afraid we are going to miss it. Annnnnnd we do. So instead we have the car drop us off at The Viceroy Hotel to meet up with friends and hang out on its sick rooftop.
6 p.m. We head back to our hotel to start getting ready for dinner and the night ahead of us.
8:30 p.m. Time for dinner. We meet up with a group of friends we haven't gotten to spend much time with at my favorite restaurant in the city, Catch. Every Fashion Week I make it a point to at least work in one dinner at Catch.
10:30 p.m. We wrap up dinner and walk the few blocks from Catch to the Standard Hotel where Max Azria is throwing a BCBG/Hervé Léger wrap party. After a little elevator snafu and some hiking through the stairwell, we make it to the party and are escorted to our booth where we hang out and laugh next to Max and his friends. It's a fun night with good friends and we needed it.
12:30 a.m. We grab the car and head home. It's time to get some shut-eye. After all, we have to start all over again tomorrow.