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" Phi Phi fo fum, I saw clothes that were far more then fun... I hate to admit it, but there are SO many designers this week that I had never heard of before. The great news for me is that I&amp;#039;ve been blown away by so many of them: The new talent in fashion is just unbelievable. Where have they all come from?!?!  How many ways can I say I love thee?  The collection shown by Phi today blew me away for a number of reasons. First of all it was completely my taste. It was also completely wearable, a little masculine but in a very sexy way\u2013kind of biker meets Wall Street meets sexy. It is a beautiful thing. Very few times do I see a collection where I want to own everything\u2013everything, now. The girls looked spectacular; the look was simple, clean, and natural. How much better can it get really? Now I know next spring it will be incredibly simple to get dressed. Thro on a piece of Phi beauty, take a shower, and go!   As I had planned, I donned myself with Phi&amp;#039;s gorgeous silk racerback tank and the perfect little black leather jacket along with my favorite pair of paper jeans which I&amp;#039;ve worn to the point that they are almost as thin as chiffon\u2013love those\u2013and they look even better with the Dior boots. I was pleased with myself that I had decided what to wear the night before rather then stand in front of everything I own for an hour and a half while I tried every option on (never quite 100% satisfied). One very little important detail slipped my mind. It was 88 degrees in NY today. Before going to the show, we had appointments to look at a few apartments, which means walking around the West Village in 88 degree weather, while dressed in jeans, heels, and a leather jacket, on top of being pulled by two very energetic golden retrievers. Bad choice of clothing, or just bad organization\u2013both probably.  The end of my journey was a taxi ride to the Phi show. Just as I was about to get out of the taxi , the driver turned around saying &amp;quot;WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?&amp;quot; Being confused and asking what he meant he replied &amp;quot;YOU&amp;quot;RE SOAKING WET AND YOUR FACE IS BRIGHT RED!&amp;quot; It&amp;#039;s just what you want to hear before sitting with the best dressed watching the best dressed and professionally put together models. So, as one would, ducked into the closest Starbucks, threw some water on my face, gave myself a free pass and speed-walked into the show (being nearly 35 minutes late by now). No big deal; first I look like a mushroom, then questionably fully dressed, this time, a wet dog. Oh well\u2013the show was one thousand percent worth it! "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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