Fashion Week, commonly known for its beautiful people and clothes, is better known to me as the week where my life sources are coffee and the subway.  Although it’s my busiest week of the year, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  Here's a a day in the life of me at New York Fashion Week.

Front Row at the Georgine Show, at Skylight Clarkson Sq.

 While hats are always a great accessory, the weather was less than agreeable and my hat nearly blew away 10 times.

 Although it may be more sophisticated to show up to a show in your Uber Black, the subway is the easiest and fastest way to get from one venue to the next.

Coffee is key to surviving fashion week. 

Bryant Park and Lincoln Center are long gone, Skylight Clarkson Square (and Moynihan Station) have taken over the role of the venues to secure. 

Fashion Week is notorious for it's celebrity audience members.  I just so happened to meet one of my fashion idols who I've adored since 8th grace - Whitney Port.  She was just as lovely and as stunning in person as she was on MTV's reality TV shows.

After too many shows to count, all is calm again. That is, until next time.  

Gabriella Bower is a student at New York University.  Her two passions have always been fashion and philanthropy and she works to incorporate both aspects into her life as often as she can.  Read more of Gabriella’s work ranging from current trends to short essays and social justice oriented posts on her blog Read Between the Hemlines.