Day 220: Fashion Week Pt. 2

Today ended up being a bit of a blur.

I had to pick up the cats meds, massage appointment, and lunch with the girls, then fashion week.

There was plenty of time to fit it all in without being rushed, it was just going to be a long day.

I planned to get up early and race down to pick up the kitties medication before my massage.

Problem is, I woke up late. This should not be a surprise to me anymore, but it still pisses me off.

Looking on the bright side, being too late to get the meds made me early for my massage. :)

By the time my massage was over and I was scheduling my next appointment, my therapist dropped the bomb on me.

She said she couldn't find any knots and I didn't need to come back for a month. WHAT?!

I've been coming every 2 weeks for quite a while, with knots the size of a small animal in my back.

How is it that now I'm so stress free she couldn't find anything to massage?

I know I should be thankful, and I am, it's just a shock.

Because I was running late I had to push lunch back an hour which got pushed another hour and before I knew it I was heading home with an hour and a half to spare before I got gussied up and left for fashion week.

Aren't weekends supposed to be relaxing?

I tried to rest for a few minutes, catch the end of Project Runway (it only seems fitting before fashion week right?) to get me in the mood for a little runway walking, and get ready and leave.

I decided to go with a striped dress with sequins on the top, black tights, and the new peep toe stiletto booties I bought today... but the outfit wouldn't be complete without the 'cougar belt'.

It's a simple black belt with a cougar design as the clasp.... it's subtle but it makes me smile a little because of the inside joke with myself and my friends.

Fashion week was a great time. There was a huge crowd, and we managed to land front row seats... again.

But this time we were seperated, Mr. Wonderful's mom and the new girlfriend sat on one side of the runway, and I sat directly across, facing them.

At one point an older guy was sitting to the left of me, and it was a bit distracting.

After the show, the girls told me he was all up in my personal space, but for whatever reason I didn't seem to know it. It must have looked worse than it actually was. I think the direct quote was 'he looked like he was sitting in your lap.'

It definitely wasn't that bad, because I would have had something to say about it.

Even funnier than his sitting stance, were his comments to his friend sitting on the other side.

As the male models walked down the runway I heard him say 'that's great. Look at the red piping on that jacket, I'd totally wear that.'

Sure, if they were gay I wouldn't have even given it a second thought, but they weren't! It was the most bizarre things I think I've ever witnessed.

One of the female models came cruising down the runway in a black satin dress with a plunging neckline and it drew his attention (of course it did, God only knows the last time he'd seen boobies).

As she turned the corner and started walking away from us he said 'that was the dress of the night, the black dress with the red Louboutin's... that's perfect.'

Of course I was doing a little people watching, and I saw a guy who looked like a sports guy I used to work with a few years ago.

But the one thing that was throwing me off was the heavy Sid Vicious eyeliner he was sporting.

I texted Sunshine to tell her, because she knows him too, and I'm not sure if she was buying it. But I swear it was him!

Wow... what is this alternative world I'm living in?? Sports guys wearing eyeliner, dudes critiquing fashion like women, and I'm not stressed?!

Even more frightening, it's getting close to the 61 day prediction, and I'm doubting tea cups have a high accuracy rate.

Mr. Wonderful's mom mentioned the prediction and hinted I might find a man at the event, but after my experience during the show I have to say there is no way I will ever date a man with that much fashion knowledge. It creeps me out a little bit.