I Brought My Grandma To Fashion Week. Here’s What Happened.

You don’t know my Nana. But she is ultra-chic with fiery red hair, and she lives in an apartment in which every closet is bursting with what she calls “old things” and I call “treasure.”

So when I started working in fashion, I knew almost immediately that in some way or another, I had to get her involved. After all, she has pretty much taught me every fashion truth I know to this day. When the opportunity to bring her along to Nanette Lepore’s Fall / Winter 2015 runway show came up, I knew it was go time.

Here’s what happened.

9:20 AM: I arrive at Port Authority. To my delight and surprise, Nana’s bus has not pulled in yet. POINT FOR ME!

11:40 AM: The show is over. “THAT’S IT?” she asks. I explain to her that a fashion show is like a wedding. It takes forever to plan and five seconds to execute. I immediately regret opening the door to talking about weddings.

12:00 PM: I take Nana to Jack’s Wife Freda for lunch. She is the one who told me about the restaurant a few years ago, but claims I am making that up. I’m not making that up.

12:20 PM: We order shakshuka and it’s green. Nana has never seen green shakshuka before. She is not sure how to feel about it. I think it’s delicious.

1:00 PM: We make our way back to Port Authority and say our goodbyes. Nana goes home and I go straight to the office to have photos printed for her. I say I think her first fashion show was a success and she AGREES! Because if there is one thing we can agree on, it’s fashion.

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