Met Kbro and his self-made necklace (tres Tiffany keys, no???!!!) for dinner and drinks tonight.
And, um, we stopped by a Teen Vogue event. I know, I know. We are in no way shape or form teens but it was being held at the school where Kbro's taking fashion design classes and the editor of Teen Vogue Amy Astley was going to be discussing her book on breaking into the fashion industry.
We knew we were likely to be the oldest, most jaded people in the room. Thought they might not even let us in the door.
But they did. And the harsh reality (under florescent lights and with nary a passed cocktail in sight) was all too sobering. We skeedadled out of there rather quickly. But not before hearing Amy say teen fashion bloggers like Tavi and Sea of Shoes are changing the entire paradigm of fashion coverage. YAY, baby girl power!
We headed back to the bar for some serious drinking and creative soul searching.
KBro decided to take notes at one point. SOOOO great were the pearls spilling from our drunken lips. Art, meaning, friendship, social media - we covered it all.
When we left the bar, we walked past a combination Taco Bell/KFC and found this riotous. Blame it on the a-a-a-alcohol.
We are adorably random old farts. The end.
Topshop jacket and vest
Forever 21 tank
Rich and Skinny jeans
Forever 21 bangle
Tory Burch booties
Dressing to hang out with KBro is always a conundrum. He's like the too cool for school older brother I never wanted. He's one of the few people I fret about impressing, little lame sister style.
Figured it was now or never with my new Topshop jacket. Of all people, Kbro would appreciate the Liberace spectacle of it. The Desperately Seeking Susan meets Micheal Jackson 80s vibe. It's TOO TOO muchness.
Thought it would garner lots of looks at the teenybopper fest but not so much. I guess they were all born in the 80s and missed the reference. Sigh. Plus all those kids are sartorially cooler at 20 than I could ever hope to be. Double sigh.
No matter, my love for Topshop bling will not be deterred. I hear Olivia is a fellow addict. Maybe it's an uptight uptown girl thing?