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Where I realize Scott Schulman, Phil Oh, Tommy Ton, and Guerrisms don’t give a fuck about me.

I often say that Fashionville is a lot like Hollywood, a statement that draws no better comparison than between that of the paparazzi and the street style photographer. While one group is a ravenous swarm of murderous thieves, looking to grab every ounce of fame they can from 20-year-old girls with drinking problems, forced to sell to gossip rags and Perez Hilty, the other is revered and respected, photo journalists of the street reporting on “authentic” style and beauty at fashion week, finding their work in books, at art galleries and in the pages of magazines like Vogue and Harper’s Bazaar.

It’s funny what a little style can do for a career.

In preparation for my triumphant, though little talked about, return as the Editor-in-Chief of this now 8-year old fashion blog, I decided it would be best if I actually attempted to care enough to wear items that might get me noticed by fashion’s paparazzi, in hopes that I might grace the pages of a magazine in the next few months, when street style recaps will be in full swing.

I planned out every outfit, choosing items that I knew they pap’s would be looking for, attempting to be “street bait”.

For day 1 of New York fashion week I arrived at the tents of Lincoln Center in a pimped out limo courtesy of United Nude. Wearing a Halston Heritage jumpsuit and notch-front blazer, a pair of UN’s, a Pour la Victoire backpack and Mickey ears from Barney’s recent collaboration with the house of mouse. The look got the attention of NY Mag’s The Cut, Buzzfeed, Russia TV and WWD which was kind of enough to only shoot the back of my head. I was well on my way to street fame.

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Later that day, I changed into a Halston Heritage sweater and pants, layered over one of Saynt’s Calvin Klein shirts, Mickey’s still in tact and a Cynthia Rowley clutch. I hit up the Daily’s 10th Anniversary dinner and got the attention of Patrick McMullen, my event photographer crush. Win!!!

 

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The next day I hit up the tents in a BCBG top and jacket, denim by James Jeans, printed boots by Dr.Martin’s, bag by Reed Krakoff, and cap by Royalty Decayed. The hat got me lots of love.

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Posing with Kenton‘s, Editor in Chief,  Alexander Liang.

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By day 4, I was in a floor length dress by BCBG with coordinating jacket, underneath a lace Viktor & Rolf shirt, oversized hat from Joe Fresh, boots by Jeffery Campbell and bag by Balenciaga. The look got my the attention of designer Duro Olowu and an interview with The Daily Front Row. I also got shot by nearly every photographer outside of the tents, which made me feel totally awkward.

 

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Day 5 had me in Cynthia Rowley, a get-up I put together for the opening of her Madison Ave boutique. I wore an embellished sweatshirt, neoprene shorts, runway clutch and a pair of Kurt Geiger shoes in a translucent metallic. While I didn’t get shot by any street style photographers, her in house photog really seemed to take a liking to my look.

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Day 6 got me the most attention, as it was the day that The Cut finally decided to include my name, although not my head, in their coverage of my outfit. It was also the day that Carine Roitfeld and I had a moment, as her assistant pointed out my shoes and she quickly answered her back saying they were Celine. I got snapped by a few street paps including I’m Koo and FabSugar, making this look one of my most successful looks.

I wore a BCBG top and bottom, jacket from Owen NYC, Margiela for H&M candy wrapper clutch, and a pair of DIY Celine slippers (tutorial on how to make your own here) that just needed to walk fashion week. Coupled with Prada shades, my look was just too good to not get noticed. So good actually, that I missed the Diesel Black Gold show I was supposed to attend cause I got caught up outside with the camera jockies.

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He asked me to look like I was cold. Instead, I looked like a had stomach cramps.

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Key to getting snapped, look busy.

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My last two days brought out the Wang. I wore a neoprene dress from Alexander’s his T collection, with a Moschino Cheap & Chic tuxedo jacket. Paired with a Charlotte Olympia inspired Russian nesting doll clutch and a pair of United Nudes, I made this my outfit for my backstage duties at the DL1961 show.

 

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By the final day of fashion week, I was over the tents and dressed up solely for the sake of looking good, a fresh departure considering how contrived most of my other looks were. Yes, I was guilty of peacocking on more than one occasion, a white, graffiti’d limo can do that to a girl, but for the most part, none of my looks were too far off from my true style, which is best reflected below, a mix of items that were already in my closet, and not purchased for the purpose of street style fame.

Wearing my grandmothers hat, Lulu Frost and Burberry necklaces, over coat by Marc by Marc Jacobs, dress by BCBG, bag by Dolce & Gabbana and shoes by Sigerson Morrison, the look was the perfect end to my fashion week, which included getting snapped on 56 different occasions outside of Lincoln Center, Milk Studios, Eyebeam Studio, Pier 54, and the Metropolitan Pavilion.

Overall, a good week for a girl who’s brand new to the street style game.

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Any thoughts on my obsessive need for attention? Comment below.

 

Written by Beca Alexander

My spirit animal is Michelle Harper.