I picked up my press credentials on my lunch break today. The line, 45 minutes after the doors opened to press, was quite long. Most of those in that line were photo and videographers. Since I was a just a blogger, and since there was no way I was waiting in that line, I found a Fashion Week assistant and I was pulled from the line and sent to a special, much shorter line just for print people, to pick up my goodies. It always pays to be the squeaky wheel.
I'm going to the "opening ceremonies" early tomorrow morning, and will have camera in hand.
Apologies in advance if posting gets light on La Pauline over the next few days. Most of my energies will be directed at Handbaggery.
