Winona couldn't afford to send me to fashion week this year. Apparently a first class ticket costs a shmidge more than a kennel in the cargo hold, and she didn't think I was worth the upgrade. Hm. Nevermind my stellar coverage last year...To some people, it's all about the cheddah. I threatened to quit this gig all together but then she lured me back with some cheddar.
So I guess my 2008 fashion week coverage will be short and sweet, beginning and ending with this dress:
Dress by Bill Blass.
p.s. As usual, if you're a new reader and totally confused right now, catch up on Martin's origins here.