Sjobeck Show

Last night I attended my first (and definitely not my last) fashion show. One of my friends from work invited me to join her and her girlfriends at the show, and there was no way I was turning down this invite. The girls went to college with one of Sjobeck's designers, which meant we were on a list to get into the show. We were escorted through the VIP line and I felt very important walking in front of the sponsor board. I was quickly slapped with a huge dose of reality when none of the photographers asked us to pose for a picture. Oh well! I was at a fashion show at the LA Theater. I stood in the lobby trying to take in all of the scenes. I watched the diverse crowd of people file into the venue. Everything goes at a fashion show. Some women dressed in uber-chic outfits while others dressed for the club. I even saw some guy wearing a cape and costume makeup...very random. When the staff finally opened the doors to the theater I was awestruck. The flashing lights, thumping music, crowds of people and cluster of photographers jammed into the small media area made for an intensely exciting scene. When the show started and the first model pranced down the stage I sat wide-eyed and excited like a child on Christmas who just discovered Santa's loot. There were only 5 models in the show and I could not believe how quickly they changed outfits. We saw dresses, jeans and hoodies, skirts and tops and denim vests. The line had a Native American vibe and I absolutely feel in love with one of the dresses. The entire experience fueled my desire to someday work in the fashion industry. I fell asleep last night while visions of turquoise jewels, slouchy boots and flannel print danced in my head.