New York fashion week was amazing! We worked non-stop, but getting to go to the shows and meet some of the designers was incredible. The whole debacle with my hotel room was crazy. I obviously couldn't stay in a room that was only separated by a door. There was no privacy and I discovered that I could hear every noise on the other side of the paper-thin walls. Finding out that there was no room availability at the 60 Thompson that night was a big problem. My only option was to ask Taylor if I could stay with her, which I knew would not be met with excitement. I didn't think that she'd be into it, but in the end, she let me stay with her. Let me tell you that Ms. Jacobson might have personal space issues, however all bets are off when she's sleeping. I woke up in the middle of the night because I felt something awfully close to me and, yes indeed, Taylor was almost face-to-face with me. I must say she looks like an angel when she's sleeping.

The next day I got my own room and we were all set to begin fashion week.