New York Fashion Week is finally over.
This was my best one yet but I am happy its over.
Sleep deprivation, slight frost bite, major body pain, extreme anxiety and nothing to wear. That’s been my first world life for the past week. But I wouldn’t change it for the world.
I kinda knew my NYFW was gonna be lit when I got the call to work with Guido. For Yeezy. At Madison Square Garden. I was referred for the gig by a hair stylist whom I’ve admired for years. It was really dope that he reached back for me when he had the opportunity. So my first show of the season was with a hair god and a rap god.
This was my first time at Madison Square Garden so I was stoked about that alone. Then Kanye was scheduled to play the new album at the show so I was excited to see what he had up his sleeve. I just knew it was gonna be a live performance. I mean, why else stage a fashion show at a concert venue? Dont steal my shit but back when I thought I’d be a fashion designer I always said my shows would be at concert venues and have live performances. Fuck you, Ye. Dream crusher.
Anywho, the looks were simple (a tight wig wrap topped with a wig cap) so I wasn’t sweating my balls off trying to keep up. OOOOOOHHH! And the best part was that my boo, Maria Ortega, was on the makeup team!! So we got to experience this epicness together. I stayed for the show and I loved the album. I got to see quite a few celebs and have a very strange encounter with Busta Rhymes.
Next, my Valentine’s Day was also lit with love. I started off doing Hood By Air with Amy Farid for Bumble and Bumble. This is my favorite show every season. I’m always floored by what these kids come up with and how innovative the collections are. And then, Amy kills with the hair concepts. I really do not know where her brain comes from but she slays every single time. This year we did these pilgrim/ Abe Lincoln looks with buckles and teased curly bouffants sealed in saran wrap. I lived.
The same day, I jetted down to Milk Studio’s MADE Fashion Week to key my first fucking show. Can we just hit the pause button for a moment? Like, this is a major key alert. I was the key hair artist for Feng Chen Wang’s FW16 show! I even got Kevin Murphy to sponsor my team. Me. This goofy girl from Detroit. Yah. And on my team were my real life loves Malcolm Cuthbert, Kyle Luu and Maria Ortega. It was a blast. It was styled by Ronnie Hart, whom I’ve waxed poetic about plenty o time (curses that I havent figured out how to import all those old posts yet). Like, I just want to wallow in this moment for a while longer.
Last minute, I got booked for a 6am call time with Odile Gilbert. You know she is the best in my book. I for fuck sure did not want to get up at 4 am but I definitely wasn’t turning down this opportunity. So I did The Row with her and her team. I met a guy named Mikey from LA whom I fell in hair love with.
The look was product-less which was perfect seeing how I’d had to pack a shitload of Bumble and Bumble product for my next gig- Thom Browne.
The hair look at Thom Browne was a super flat slick doobie with brokenness at the front. I was actually quite stoked about this one because I had never done this technique with so much product before. I mean, Im black, so obviously I’ve had a ton of experience wrapping my own hair in the past but it was different doing it on these girls. I used up pretty much all of my Thickening Spray so I hope someone at Bumble sends me another bottle. I got to see Lucas, Evanie, Frankie and Felicia for the first time this fashion week so that was cute too. Plus, Thom Browne’s catering situation backstage is usually bomb in comparison to the other shows that only feed you coffee and water. The models on this show seemed to be the most chill of all which I loved because I got to chill with my Detroit hair homie Ro most of the time to offset my sleep deprivation.
Lastly, to close out NYFW, I worked with Odile again for Rodarte. This is high fashion, heaux. I showed up ready to put my foot in the ass of some hair. Of course I get there and its super effortless whimsical flowy hair. I wasnt mad though because Odile still made it beautiful. And Schwarzkopf sponsored it so I left with a ton of product FOR ME. Hahahaha! I love Schwarzkopf over all other brands for my own hair and hair like it. So this stuff isnt for my kit. Its for me. I kind of think Im gonna go ahead and color my hair right now just for the fuck of it because I know I have some good shit to care for it afterwords.
Ok. But thats all. Im so blessed I cant even. Im just like….Dude. I’ve been borderline depressed during fashion weeks of the past for not being able to work anything cool. And here I am doing the coolest shit ever this season. No shade, those Marc Jacobs waves were FLAME and I was asked to do that but Im not nice with the wave game and I didnt want to play myself like that. Plus Lady Gaga walked the show and my friend did her hair. I wouldve been NO GOOD. You know she’s my best friend in my head. I wouldve shat myself.
Ok, bye boo.
Oh My Dis Side, Travis Scott