new york fashion week: day six (or lack thereof)

Day six of fashion week was a sad, sad day.

You know how kids sometimes get so excited about their birthdays or Christmas that they wind up making themselves sick? I feel like that's what happened to me.

I woke up on the morning of day six of fashion week with food poisoning.

I basically couldn't get out of bed all day. I probably slept 16 of 24 hours, and it took me ninety minutes to successfully drink a glass of water. I was too sick to make it to any shows, which was so disappointing -- I was tempted to tough it out for some of the amazing shows I'd been invited to, but basically every time I stood up, I vomited, so it wasn't really an option.

The good news was, it passed quickly and I'm back in action (although only barely back on solid foods, sigh). So I'll have a much better recap for you guys tomorrow -- I'm so bummed this happened, but I'm trying not to dwell on it. There's always next season for the shows I missed, and I've been so lucky for the amazing clothes I've seen already this week! Even with this little bump in the road, it's been my very best NYFW so far.

PS -- If you ever wanted to see me sick as a dog and without a drop of makeup? These photos.