so next day was jeremys show, so went over there with uffie and nick….
we had to get food.
this girl was the best!
she kept walking through the doors but forgot about her big hair so shed like sort of fall over. and then all of the har guys were like WATCH OUT!… and she was like whatever duuuudes.
so this was the first time i hadnt seen any of jeremys collection or what the theme was…. anything. i just saw the hair and makeup. going to the other side of backstage was getting increasingly and increasingly more difficult as people started showing up. but i didnt look. i want to be surprised! and i sure was.
the show was amazing. jeremy im so proud of you once again.
the after party was in the same place as the show like it was the season before last. uffie performed.
so after that i headed over to andres new club regine…. for i think the balenciaga after party where sebastian tellier did a private show. dont get me wrong the show was awesome but it was SO incredibly hot in there. i was wearing a skin-tight long sleeved wool dress. i was dying in there. luckily cassie was like here take my hoody.
then this guy standing by me was drawing him in his moleskin. i for one really appreciated this because i cant draw for my life.
so we were all leaving to go to le baron and mk, nate, and aaron were in a cab already so i was trying to leave. but then i went through this room that had like an alice in wonderland type door that obviously i ran into… hard. so i got into the cab and mk was like CORY YOURE BLEEDING EVERYWHERE. which i assumed because i was wiping it away as i walked up the steps to the exit. shes like look and took some photos.
end result two hardcore gashes. of course theyre scars now. but i later heard from andre that the same thing had happened to 6 other people one so bad he had to go to the hospital. which i though i needed to do for stitches. aaron did the same thing that night only on the back of his head. he had a headache the entire next day and had to sleep in the dark. so that night was basically a mess. im like at le baron with a rag and ice to my head. me being like uh should i go to the hospital? or? why am i sitting here in a club while my face bleeds. so i jumped into a cab, put some band-aids on my face when i got back to the room, which by the way was shared with aaron, nick, leo, and i. good times though, good times- and went to sleep. i woke up of course with the band-aids in my hair…. part three paris next.