It's that time of year: Spring RTW '09. Yip Skip Hooray.
I'm once again trying hard to be that typical fashion-industry-obsessed 20-something who clamors to attend every party & sneak into every show, but year after year I tend to fail miserably, this season certainly not being an exception.
But even with that, I do follow a few of my favorites, #1 being Yigal Azrouël. He gives women pieces with some seriously sweet draping, some washed finishes, and doesn't support that "I have stolen from my grandmothers closet again" look. For once I feel like a cool chick when I wear design label shit.
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