Tadashi Shoji's SS17 backstage action got put on hold with the flurry of midterms that attacked me as soon as I found myself back in Berkeley, specifically in our underground libraries/dungeons of horror where students go to cry and die. I got around to sorting through these shots once midterms ended and felt this strange, sinking feeling in my stomach. It was incredible to look back on all the action and get overwhelmed with nostalgia, but also feel so far removed and isolated from what had to be the best week of my life. It's another one of those dichotomous moments, feeling so grateful to see such incredible designers' work but also feeling meh about having to wait 6 more months for round two. I mean, I fully intend to be back in the action come 2017, but in the meantime I'll somehow have to survive this waiting game.
This being my last show of my New York stint, I was determined to not let the show go to waste by just bumming around backstage without a vision or purpose. I made rounds, then round twos, with all the models and tried to outcharm their beauty to get some genuine photos. I was tired of the #sadgirl aesthetic so I asked for a solid 50% smiles, told models to get weird and have some FREAKIN' FUN, even accidentally put a model in danger zone when she electrocuted her elbow on some equipment (oops).
I probably met plenty of famous models who I didn't recognize and regret not collecting more Instagram usernames to figure out who everyone was. One of these stars was Leila Goldkuhl, who I later found out recently covered Harper's Bazaar!!! *SWOON* I even lent her my iphone charger...which I now consider a sacred object that I've been praying to every night.
Backstage continued on with peace signs and pearly whites, sass and flash, and finally ended with some first look shots and embroidery closeups before I ran out front to stake out my spot in the media pit.