6:00am – Wake up randomly dying of thirst. I’m too pooped to get out of the sack when it dawns on me — today is the first day of New York fashion Week! Yay! I head into my closet for inspiration— which dress will I don? Which bag with accompany me on today’s adventures? I peek through my window to see what it looks like outside, but it’s pitch black and terribly cold. I make an executive decision to snooze for another hour.