And so, Fashion Week draws to a close for another year! I attended the final show of the week, Oscar De La Renta (yeah I don't know why he showed in Australia either, but I'm not complaining), followed by the after party at a foyer in the Sydney Opera House. It was a little less laid-back/raucous than those I've witnessed in previous years, and inexplicably devoid of seating, despite the fact that it was attended almost exclusively by women who had spent the past six days standing in high heels.
The heels are now well and truly off as I sit here in my Qantas pajama pants, working on a sudden influx of scripts for auditions this week... Wish me luck!