No, I’m not feigning for that syrupy-sweet excuse for a cocktail. NAST! Thanks to freshman year at ND, I become simultaneously drunk and hungover at the slightest wiff of anything sour-apple flavored…bleh!

But what I am longing for is that epicenter of all things splendidly fashionable- The Big (Fab) Apple.

February Fashion Week has graced us once more, and I am heading to NYC with my #1 SPIC (Shopping Partner in Crime), my older (and equally fashion-crazed ) sister.

Sept Fashion Week 2008...AKA Heaven on Earth

Though I won’t be swapping notes with Anna Wintour on MKor’s front row, I will have my lil peepers peeled for any and everything absolutely blog-worthy. Honestly, just being anywhere near Midtown during Fashion Week is enough to make my lil sartorial heart-rate go skyhigh. During last fall’s Fashion Week, I swear I logged more hours staked out in Bryant Park than Homeless Harry. “Style-obsessed. Will tap dance for Couture.”

Here I am soakin' in all the goodness of Sept Fashion Week...hmmm, does a body damn goooooood!

Due to the funky economy, a number of big-dawg designers- Vera Wang, Betsey Johnson, Peter Som and Monique Lhuillier- won’t be presenting at the tents, opting instead to have more intimate (and less bank-breaking) press events in-store.

BUTTT…I must make the pilgrimage to the majestic Bryant Park since devastatingly this will be the last year for Fashion Week in BP. After 15 years, 2010 Fashion Week welcomes in the Lincoln Era.

Well, I’ll be updating on all kinds of TDF events, people and clothes this weekend, so stay tuned darlings!

Smooches for Valentine’s Day…and (obvi) for February Fashion Week! ;)