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Day Four: Old School Couture and Fried Plantains

oday, 10 a.m., London — After a ten-month hiatus, I was finally able to sit down in a proper sewing studio with my beloved Juki’s long lost British cousin. I bathed in the silky glow that the ivory in-work wedding gown left on my hungry fingers and delighted in every tiny stitch. 

My new friends, Appa, Nyleeta, and Tina and I took turns sharing our Harrods research with Lucy Tammam (our boss), with wide eyes and enthusiastic hand motions. 

But the excitement did not stop there.

 

Nicole Miller: New York Fashion Week 2017

SoHo, New York -- "What are all these people doing standing around in the snow?"

My cab driver, Ahmed, swivels his wrist in disgust at the sharply dressed men and women that slog across the street. A green Gucci bag collects a thin layer of frost, and an Armani coat is pulled tight around the wearer. 

"It's Fashion Week," I say, raising my hands to the small heater. "There's nothing practical about Fashion week."

Practical. Practical like five pairs of size-nine Doc Martin boots in the seat next to me. 

With one final disgruntled flip of the wrist, Ahmed replies, "Crazy fools."