I was sponsored to attend FFFWeek 2012 by TS14+
It feels a bit weird to be talking about the end of FFFWeek without explaining all the fabulous things that happened in the middle but this post may be considered time critical. Before I fully explain myself I wanted to show you a happy photo of myself, hanging out with the gorgeous Olivia of Wait Until the Sunset. We’re mingling after the show talking to and photographing as many people as possible. I felt like I hardly saw Olivia the whole time I was in NYC but I’m glad I was there to photograph her when Ben proposed in front of the Statue of Liberty on the river at sunset… magic moment.
This dress blew me away when it sashayed down the runway. It was so different and beautiful… and I could buy it and it could fit me. That’s the biggest revelation I experienced during FFFWeek runway shows. Everything on display, everything on offer, I could buy. Suddenly a whole world, far bigger than anything I could have imagined, suddenly opened up before my eyes. I was no longer the exception, my curves had become the rule.
I sat and photographed the shows as best I could from my designated position. I looked longly at the press pit, wishing away my sparkly dress and longing for my black skinny jeans and converse. I wasn’t really sure where I fit into the whole fashion blogger scene but it was in that moment that I realised what I really wanted. It wasn’t to sit in VIP and be photographed, it was to be the one taking the pictures. I swore that if I came back in 2013 I’d be myself and let my work shine for me rather than fuss over my outfit.
On the night I wore a Calvin Klein Burgundy wrap dress with black sequined shoulder pads that I picked up on Sale at Macy’s. I also wore Caitlin’s Jeffery Campbell Lita’s which for me a very was hardcore outfit. I’d packed my thongs in my camera bag so I could wear them on the way home. Carring all my gear all week, all over NYC had left my back and shoulders a mess. I shyly did all the press photos, a video interview and photos with friends but I wasn’t feeling my outfit, it didn’t feel like me or the “me” I wanted to be. When it came to take the runway photos I was shaking. I barely drank enough water whilst in New York and to be honest I was kind of over the pomp… so I changed into my thongs. The Lita’s were leaving me wobbly and I couldn’t focus. I made a decision and now… well I feel kind of bad.
So Gwen DeVoe, the awesome woman behind Full Figured Fashion Week sent out a status this afternoon and I have an inkling it was about me. I thought I’d laid low, that no one would notice and I was no longer being filmed or photographed but maybe I was. All I knew was that as soon as I put my thongs or “flip flops” on I felt more stable and more effective in my role. In hindsight I shoulda, coulda, woulda done a lot of things differently. Like maybe not freak out so much about clothes in the first place. Maybe construct an outfit around the most comfortable closed toe shoes I owned.
I’d just like to apologise to Australia for letting you down. When I travelled to America I had two pairs of shoes: trainers and thongs. I bought all my 9.5 Wide shoes whilst I was over there and as I broke them in they broke me. I promise not to embarrass you this year. I will be an appropriately attired, fashionably relaxed and above all enchanting individual who you can be proud of… and I’ll take plenty of kick ass photos too.
I hereby promise not to wear my thongs/flip flops to FFFWeek 2013.
I’m sorry Gwen xx