Making Real Friends in Fashion With Scotiabank

One of the best perks about my job is that I get to travel. I've seen fashion shows in Paris, Milan, Sao Paulo and Istanbul. Is it glamorous? Yes, absolutely. Whenever I find myself sitting by a runway inside the gilded halls of the Hotel de Ville in Paris I still think, "How did I get here? Do they know I'm not supposed to be here?" The beautiful clothes, the glossy magazine editors in their towering stilettos, the celebrities in the front row and the ubiquitous champagne flutes. Glamorous is an understatement. But my favorite part of traveling to fashion week is hands down grabbing a baguette and copious amounts of cheese with my best friend, an editor at another publication, and chowing down in our rented apartment while we furiously file show reviews and news stories. Or sneaking a quick shopping trip to COS between shows (Shhh...don't tell).
Avatar:
Leah Chernikoff
Author:
Publish date:
Social count:
4
One of the best perks about my job is that I get to travel. I've seen fashion shows in Paris, Milan, Sao Paulo and Istanbul. Is it glamorous? Yes, absolutely. Whenever I find myself sitting by a runway inside the gilded halls of the Hotel de Ville in Paris I still think, "How did I get here? Do they know I'm not supposed to be here?" The beautiful clothes, the glossy magazine editors in their towering stilettos, the celebrities in the front row and the ubiquitous champagne flutes. Glamorous is an understatement. But my favorite part of traveling to fashion week is hands down grabbing a baguette and copious amounts of cheese with my best friend, an editor at another publication, and chowing down in our rented apartment while we furiously file show reviews and news stories. Or sneaking a quick shopping trip to COS between shows (Shhh...don't tell).

One of the best perks about my job is that I get to travel. I've seen fashion shows in Paris, Milan, Sao Paulo and Istanbul. Is it glamorous? Yes, absolutely. Whenever I find myself sitting by a runway inside the gilded halls of the Hotel de Ville in Paris I still think, "How did I get here? Do they know I'm not supposed to be here?" The beautiful clothes, the glossy magazine editors in their towering stilettos, the celebrities in the front row and the ubiquitous champagne flutes. Glamorous is an understatement.

But my favorite part of traveling to fashion week is hands down grabbing a baguette and copious amounts of cheese with my best friend, an editor at another publication, and chowing down in our rented apartment while we furiously file show reviews and news stories. Or sneaking a quick shopping trip to COS between shows (Shhh...don't tell).

Fashion gets a bad rap for being a catty industry. It's not entirely untrue. But I've managed to make some real friendships in this crazy fashion land--and that's the best part about this job: that I get to take in these surreal, glossy, over-the-top experiences, and come back to earth with a good friend.

Image Title1

Sponsored by Scotia Bank. Richness is everywhere.