I am sitting in the Calgary airport, and people watching, I admit. Looking for style, mainly because we are early for the flight and I don't really have anything else to do, but also out of pure curiosity. Not to be pretentious, because there is nothing worse than that, but merely honest: I don't really have a lot of style to look out for. I excuse them, they are travelling, and most dress solely for comfort when flying. Josefa of course, manages to do both. But she always finds a way.
The style in this airport at the present time, or lack of, fills me with only more eagerness for the trip ahead. London, Heathrow first, then Rome. London: a place where culture and fashion are hand in hand, or so I am told. I have yet to spy on its citizens for fashion, and I have only the airport to do so. Rome: a place where fashion is divine. And I have not only a solid week and more to do so, but a wedding- my sisters- and that shall be exquisitely magnificent for such details, yet it will be the last thing on my mind.
I will, however, keep you posted on every detail. Or maybe just every outfit that haunts until shared. I have yet to decide.
And fashion week. Yes, I also have to post all the photos from Alberta Fashion Week. It was a solid progression from last season's. The designs were worthy, the models were credible, and the crowd was ever impressing. I have much to say, but unfortunately no time. It will come. Here are a few, more to come.
This first one is of Anji K and her models. Her show blew my expectations from Calgary right off the charts. She is a Calgarian jewelry designer turned clothing designer. She is also my favorite designer of the entire Week. Both in her sweet personality, and amazingly creativity with black and textures.
And second, I snapped one of the venue: The Banke on 8th.
TaTa for now! See you in London!
