Marios Schwab's collection for Topshop hasn't hit the online store yet but luckily, I got myself a dress which is possibly the prettiest incarnation of Schwab. Not known to do pretty pretty, he has incorporated a two tone floral print that from afar looks like a zig zag pattern and has added some safety belts at the front to stamp in that Schwab touch.
With some sheer tights, and my favourite criss-cross strap flats that were such a steal from Brick Lane, I toodled off to the Gucci press conference yesterday at the gigantic new Fifth Avenue flagship, the biggest in the world and managed not to look like a complete fool. I really couldn't move for Gucci bags as everyone had a different incarnation of a Gucci bag so much so that when I spied a Chanel, I had to gasp a bit. Of course, I couldn't quite figure out whether it was my ma-hussive black Topshop tote (hey don't knock it...if it can carry all my shit, I'm taking it, designer or not) or my gremlin 'Wicked' tights that was looking a leeetle out of place. More about the store itself later when I was surreally given a tour by the CEO of Gucci, Mark Lee and walking around the store with the lovely Elisabeth of La Coquette and Betsy of Fashion is Spinach and a rather dazed looking Cory Kennedy (no we didn't exchange numbers....).
For now, it is the day of the event and it is fraught with disasters that could happen. Oh well, I guess I'd be able to deal with a whole new level of low after losing two laptops in a week and falling asleep at silly times, thus wasting a lot of my time here (I didn't stickto my original sleeping plan on the flight coming over which has screwed me over for the week....).
