First Day: Forgot my memory card. Covered the Freego show -turns out this guy I dated was one of the models for the show (I thought that was funny). Bumped into Mulawin (who once sold me 26 lipsticks and 8 eye pencils in one go) and Kris (a friend from fashion school).
Second Day: Started to feel useful…until I told the owner of the show to get off his own runway (Patti kept telling me it was okay, but I’ll never get over it) On the plus side, I got to sit in the front row -a moment I found more thrilling than I care to admit.
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