Well, I have told many of you this story already, so feel free to skip this and go to the pictures. For those of you who haven’t heard it…here it goes!
A couple of months ago Judson and I went to dinner with the woman who was to be my internship advisor. She had found out that Judson was in advertising and just wanted to bounce some ideas off of him. They were chatting for a bit and then she turned to me and said, “So Mikelle, after your internship, what do you want to do in Public Health? You’re planning to get your Master’s I imagine…”
DILEMMA! What do I say to her? My degree/internship is doing Public Health, but do I really want to do that? NO. Do I lie and say I’m thinking about getting my Master’s or a PH job? mmmmmm no…because then I would have to go along with that lie and feign interest when she gave me suggestions of people to talk to, or places to get my degree. BUT SHE’S MY INTERNSHIP ADVISOR! She founded this non-profit organization that teaches people of all ages how to eat healthy, develop recipes and farm in urban environments. I don’t want to offend her by telling her what I honestly want to do.
My heart is pounding really fast, I can feel my face start to flush, slowly I reply with, “aaactually, I really just want to work in fashion”. Panicked that I gave the wrong answer, my heart plummets when a look of disbelief/shock appears on her face. OH NO. Backpedal! fast!
What she said next, I could have never seen coming. ”Mikelle! My best friend’s husband RUNS FASHION WEEK! I always go, she can get tickets for us. As soon as the schedule is posted in January, we can decide what we want to go to!”
I can’t even think of the right words to describe how I felt at that very moment. Elated, maybe? Realizing that a life-long dream was going to come true… I mean, really. Who gets that? I never thought I would be able to actually be invited to Fashion Week.
Alright! Moving on! This is getting too wordy/emotional/cheesy and no one wants to read that…so! here are my pictures from my morning.
FEB. 13, 2012
orange shoes, grandmother’s coat, harem pants, cream blouse, purse and an arm full of bracelets. Ready to go.
I was so nervous all morning.. So much so that my whole body was quivering. On the train to Lincoln Center, I seriously almost started crying I was so happy. Embarrassing, but true.
cue heavenly choirs…
Lynn and I walking in to see Jenny Packham! Kate Middleton. Be jealous.
The anticipation builds as the show is about to begin…
We were on the front row, at the end of the runway. Perfect spot.
I found this picture online afterwards..that is me on the right side with the orange shoes, next to the girl in the green sweater.
I have some short videos I will try to post as well. If you want to see ALL of my pictures, come to my house and I will show them to you!

































































































































