Don't get us wrong—we love fashion, and we generally love to dress up for the shows. But sometimes, getting gussied up for fashion week feels a little ridiculous--like when there's a blizzard, for example. Read our loopy Sunday night conversation about the implications of Nemo on street style, and why we loved the whole thing:
Lauren: So the weather outside was frightful for a couple of days.
Leah: It's true. There was a lot of freak-out over Nemo. But I actually loved it.
Lauren: Yeah, it was great. It felt liberating. Everyone was reduced to snow boots and parkas.
Leah: I could wear my LL Bean boots and feel totally okay about it. Usually during Fashion Week I feel a little less-than, because I never dress up all fancy. But Nemo leveled the playing field. And at the same time gave those street style stars a real chance to show off their skills, be creative.
Lauren: Yeah, I agree. It was like private school uniforms. You have to work with what you've been given. Leah: I think, generally, the storm chilled people out. (See what I did there?) Not that fashion week isn't important and worth freaking out over, especially if you're a designer, but this was something real to freak out over.
Lauren: Yeah, it made it all seem way less important.
Leah: It put it in perspective in a nice way. Like, this is our job and we do it. Not OMG FASHUNWEEK.
Lauren: One girl I saw summed it up for me. She was wearing a blue and white windowpane check JW Anderson sweater, a bomber, and a pair of those flat Balenciaga boots with the cutouts. She looked so cool and put together and warm! Not a victim. This fashion week eliminated fashion victims. I know that, personally, I'm going to worry less about what I'm wearing from now on—I'm just gonna wear stuff that makes me feel good.
Leah: It just felt like a guilty pleasure for me. That I got to bop around in what felt like pajamas looking like a slob and it was okay. Nemo was a good lesson in dressing FOR YOU.
Lauren: Until I wear those white Celines again. They hurt so good.