Friday, September 25, 2009

Fashionieceta Freekend: 7

I can't believe it has already been seven weeks here in the Big Apple. It's flown by, and been the time of my life. Friday was an easy day at work with Fashionaunta gone, as well as the VP of Marketing out. Jess in PR arranged a meeting with an employee from Lily O'Briens chocolate. The meeting was to see our options when it came to possible gifting for future Iconix corporate gifting, or Iconix brand gifting. The woman who came to meet with us came off to be respectably professional and genuinely good at what she does. The chocolate is imported from Ireland, but is Belgian chocolate. Additionally, she brought tons of chocolate for us to try and take for ourselves once the meeting was over. She definitely scored bonus points with me.

Later in the day, Abby had a meeting via phone call with a stylist for Boys Like Girls who are going to be sponsored by Op. Cory Cruton and I sat in on the call. The stylist was making a fuss about how the pictures of the clothes that Abby sent were not opening and that she needed to see them to figure out what possibilities there would be to style each artist. Abby sent the twelve pictures a week prior to this phone call. There was talk about changing the clothing up by maybe bedazzling shirts and other Op merchandise. In Pebble Beach, the boys in the band wore clothes from the Op girl's line. They're smaller, and that's fine, but Abby mentioned that she wanted them to wear clothing from the men's line because we need to advertise that, and she doesn't want people to mention cross dressing. The stylist had mentioned that she had also worked with Kings of Leon. Abby is a huge fan and let's face it, even with Coco there, everyone wants a little bit of dirt behind every group, celebrity, etc. According to this stylist who has been an insider before, the actual members of Kings of Leon are as sweet as can be, sexy, and down to Earth, but the people surrounding them are very rude. Now, here's where it gets sketchy. The boys have a team that basically helps them party and pimp it, and that team then clears the party group out, and then follows by bringing their girlfriends to them. Sad news, but the truth always comes out, doesn't it? The Nashville-based stylist also mentioned how cool her office is and what it overlooks several times, which seemed entirely irrelevant to the whole point of the conversation.

Friday night I spent the night with Tessa at the Fordham dorms. After a night of scarce sleep, I had to wake up at 8 in order to catch an 8:25a.m. train back to Long Island, so I could give my cousin some moral support in her soccer game. On the train, I faded out until I got a call from my uncle asking if I had actually been on the train that I was supposed to have been on. I had fallen asleep and missed my stop. In result, my uncle had to come pick me up in the next town over. Yikes. However, the soccer game was enjoyable and my cousin's team won about 5-0. The game had been at a local high school, and I have never seen a better teepeeing job in my life. The picture displayed is what the entire perimeter of the school looked like. After the game, I hopped in the car, went home, and took a 2-3 hour nap. After my nap, it was time to head back to the city.

After a night in Soho, I hung around the city for most of Sunday, and headed back to the island Sunday night due to Yom Kippur. I was wiped out, falling asleep before 9p.m., and sleeping past 10a.m. At two, it was time to go somewhere that I hadn't been in a while; Temple. I hadn't eaten all day due to fasting for the holiday, and I'm truly sorry to say that Temple wasn't the first place I wanted to be. The only upside to going to Temple was that Fashionaunta let me borrow super cute Fendi wedges. We broke our fast at a beautiful home, with a very humble family. The house for the family of three was simply outrageous, and the food was delicious.

The night ended with the newest episode of Gossip Girl. WHAT was Scott, the son of Rufus and Lily THINKING? I was livid.

Until next time.

XXO- Fashionieceta.

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