New York Fugshion Week: Day One

SOLANGE: Dude. I know.

KERI HILSON: Here’s the scoop, kids. I am crazy tall and wicked cute in person. Woo hoo! God, that’s a relief. For me. I didn’t think YOU, dear reader, were that worried. Ah, life is good.

SOLANGE: Yeah.

KERI: Why so glum, S?

SOLANGE: Hilarious.

KERI: What is?

SOLANGE: Acting like you don’t know what’s wrong. I’M WEARING A JACKET TRIMMED WITH THE REMNANTS OF SOME GRANDIOSE OLD PERSON’S DRAWING-ROOM WINDOW DRESSINGS. YOU KNOW WHAT’S WRONG.

KERI: Well…you know. If you don’t have anything nice to say….

SOLANGE: Is that why you haven’t mentioned MY HAIR OR LACK THEREOF OH GOD WHY DID I SHAVE MY HEAD?

KERI: Um. It turns out I need leave now.

Poor Solange. I saw her at the BCBG show today and she did NOT look pleased. Cheer up, sugarplum! That coat is a great example of the power of recycling! I mean, it’s not great-LOOKING. But it IS a coat. Read all about the shenanigans at BCBG here.

Also experienced this inaugural day of Fashion Week, I saw Gwen pat Gavin’s ass. IT WAS AWESOME. By which I mean, I was totally blase about it and could not have cared less, so blase was I.