Let's keep this short and sweet... We may not have mentioned earlier but we expected to coordinate all of our ensembles to bring a greater presence to our looks each day. You know, that whole "army of one" idea. Everything was going great until the infamous "denim day" where all of our outfits collectively went down the drain due to the weather not supporting such a heavy fabric ( No one really wants to wear jeans in 90 degree weather with 90% humidity). It was the hottest day of the entire trip and we had exhausted all of our lightweight looks in the first 2 days. After running through our suitcases in tornado fashion we put on what would be our least favorite get ups and headed to Lincoln center.
Once we arrived we knew that layering of any sorts was a terrible idea. I for one had sweated enough bullets to end world war 2. The frenzy of poses, fashionistas, and interviews gave the Lincoln Center a sort of state fair feel as we coursed through the crowd gazing aimlessly at the spectacle that was fashion week.
The feeling of being improperly dressed has to be the pinnacle of all heart ache and frustration here at The Bellwether Project and our first impression of Lincoln center was that looking cool wasn't cool enough for us - we actually needed to cool off. After such realizations we headed to mid town to pick up some less constraining duds. Literally the purchasing of a tee shirt almost immediatly relieved my pores and anxiety simultaneously.
We''l be back tomorrow to try this again, a bit more planned, a lot more "cool."
Lesson of the day: When style is the matter comfort is necessary. Once again, there is no style without comfort. Can you fake being comfortable? Of course, but for how long?