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"  9:20 AM: I wake up from a blissful 8-hour sleep. Those kind of restful nights have become a rarity for me and I graciously thank the lord when I get in more than 6 hours. I drink my vitamins \u2014 which to be honest have not done me any good because I got sick while taking them \u2014 boil some eggs and make tea. As I am getting ready to leave for Celine, I suddenly think to double check what time it starts. The venue is quite far and I anticipate having to leave an hour early if I want to get a Starbucks coffee on Rue des Archives. When I check the invite I find out I only have 40 minutes to get there. I thought it started at 1:30 PM, not 1 PM! Oh god!!! I hate rushing but here I go, running to the subway. Luckily I had my outfit planned \u2014 I borrowed a head-to-toe runway look from Peter Pilotto Fall 2011 \u2014 and didn&amp;#039;t have to scramble for clothes. 12:20 PM: The new shoes I bought at Printemps the day before squeak so badly that everyone is staring at me when I&amp;#039;m walking down the street. It&amp;#039;s quite embarrassing. You can hear me coming from a mile away. Eek!!! I put my iPod on so I don&amp;#039;t have to listen to the sound. I have to return them \u2014 it&amp;#039;s unbearable. 12:50 PM: On the metro I bump into Phil O from Streetpeeper.com. We are both stressing about not getting there in time. He&amp;#039;s in worse shape than me because he needs to get shots of people walking up to the show. But somehow times creeps by slowly and we arrive at our stop at 1:04 PM! Plenty of time... 1:10 PM: I arrive at the venue and take a seat next to Catherine Newell-Hanson from V Magazine. The d\u00E9cor was designed and built by my friends at Villa Eugenie and as usual it&amp;#039;s beautiful \u2014 a wood parket floor and a few giant floating light boxes that remind me of a 1950&amp;#039;s movie theatre. 1:25 PM: The show starts. It opens with Ruby Aldridge \u2014 my favorite girl of the moment \u2014 in a white turtleneck T-shirt under a black jacket and beige wool pants. What follows is a series of roomy, but form-fitting dresses and jackets in thick wool, sweatshirts with a graphic print, paneled skirts and coats, color-blocked fur and skinny pants. I love the touches of Blu-Tack blue, my new favorite color and the all pale pink look on Kinga towards the end. But my favorite standout is the wood panel print, which she used for pants, shirt and skirts. Funnily enough I had just sent my inspiration for my new blog design and logo to my designer and gave those exact colors and prints as a reference. Dammit, now everyone will think I&amp;#039;m copying Celine! The show was sophisticated and exquisite. 2:00 PM: I get on the subway to Porte de Clignancourt to shoot for my blog Tales of Endearment. This is my favorite weekend pastime in Paris. It&amp;#039;s an amazing flea market. 2:45 PM: I get stuck at the metro stop where I am supposed to change because the station is closed. And then my pants get untucked. And I&amp;#039;m late! I have to run back to Peter Pilotto&amp;#039;s showroom to return the pants because I can&amp;#039;t walk in them anymore. I&amp;#039;m running! I get a shift dress, booties and a sleeveless tailcoat and jump in a taxi. 3:30 PM: I am meeting Charlotte Free, the IMG girl with the pink hair, who is waiting for me at the flea market. After a few back and forth &amp;quot;where are you?&amp;quot; phone calls we finally find each other and start shopping. We hit up 3 or 4 stores inside the market. Especially David Roy has the most amazing pieces from Lanvin, Chanel, and Courreges. But after a while Charlotte gets so cold that she can barely move and it becomes a little bit difficult to motivate her to pose and be cheerful. Even the ginormous baguette we eat is not doing the trick. 6:00 PM: The market closes and we hop in a cab. We got a lot of great, colorful, fun shots in. Charlotte&amp;#039;s hair was a great source of inspiration. I stop by Mark Fast&amp;#039;s studio to pick up my outfit for the GrandLifeNYC party tonight. It&amp;#039;s become somewhat of a Paris fashion week staple and has an increasingly baffling guest list. Everyone and their mother will be at the party tonight!! 7:30 PM: After sitting in traffic for half an hour, just to cross two town postal codes, I finally get home and take the hot bath with eucalyptus I have been craving. My cold has still not subsided so I have to do everything to keep it from getting worse! 9:15 PM: I get in a taxi to Caf\u00E9 Flore. Wearing a Mark Fast oatmeal two-piece fuzzy little nothing, vintage cobalt feather coat and the Leifsdottir shoes I have been asked to film for the campaign. (A few bloggers like Susie Bubble, Bryanboy and myself were sent a pair of Leifsdottir shoes and a flip camera to shoot ourselves wearing the shoes while traveling and working and blogging.) I have to admit I look a little bit out of place and feel a kind of uncomfortable walking into Caf\u00E9 Flore wearing this skimpy outfit. But I don&amp;#039;t mind a bit of controversy... And I think they are used to a lot of it at Caf\u00E9 Flore. My dinner guests include Sabrina Marshall, Gaia Repossi, Jessica Stam, Dryce Lahsan, David Mushegan and Elisa Nalin. We are discussing whether we should go to Laetitia Crahay&amp;#039;s party at Fidelite or go straight to my party at Regine. 11:00 PM: While we are in the taxi to the GrandLifeNY party Elisa is on the phone with a friend who says it&amp;#039;s mayhem at the door so we prepare for the worst. We arrive and a few of my guests are stuck behind a wall of security men. People are pushing and yelling \u2014 it&amp;#039;s quite messy. I wriggle myself through the crowd to the woman with the &amp;#039;invisible&amp;#039; list and explain that I am one of the hosts. When she lets me in I have to pull Ashley Smith, Ataui Deng, Querelle, Mark Fast, Kevork Kiledjian, Linda Farrow, Peter Pilotto, Christopher Devos and a few model agents in also. I hope no one else has trouble getting in because my phone doesn&amp;#039;t have reception down there. The place was packed and jumping until the wee hours. See the photos here. 4:00 AM: I am finally in bed. My feet hurt. That means it was a GOOD day and night. See yesterday&amp;#039;s Fashion Week Diary with Elisa Sednaoui. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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