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                             Russian Fashion Sunday.

  I love Sundays! Specially, when I am invited to a fashion show.
Last Sunday I visited the final competition of different (really talented !) designers called ,Russian Silhouette,.
My close friend (if you read my blog, you've heard a lot about him) Goga Sabekia invited me to the show.
I arrived at half past 7 and  I was late. I did not know they would start in time (it never happens). But guess what? I arrived and they began (2 minutes after). I wanted to take a sit somewhere..but they had NO free places. There were a lot of people standing all over that 7 rows so I was like: woah, if you organize a fashion show,more than that,if you organize a contest, you must think about all those people standing all over that place with their simple tickets. It's really disrespectful to ALL the fashion guests. I saw other bloggers standing near me and I was kinda sad because organizators knew how many tickets were sold and did not prepare for that. They need Jesus.
I was standing there for 20 minutes, watching shows. I fell in love with Jeanne d'Arc collection. It got my heart right in that second I saw the first model doing her catwalk. Outfits were reminding me middle ages in XXI century and masks. I wish you could see those masks! I took few pictures of them but quality was not good. I think I am gonna buy few masks soon. They are pretty freaky but I can deal with it.
Basic men were staring at me and my Goga Sabekia mask. I thought they would never stop staring. But 20 minutes later they asked for a picture! I was laughing because one of them could not take a picture on his Sony and the second one was hugging me and asking for TWO pictures.
20 minutes later, after watching about 15 collections I called my friend and she took me backstage because I had no more motivation to stay there. I prefer front rows. 
 I entered ,my world, trough the backstage. It was like coming back to a simple life after 5 month coma.

 Models were running up and down,changing their outfits,taking selfies ( I was feeling so ugly near them like wow) and correcting their make up.
I've met Jeanne d'Arc's designer. She is such a sweet woman. We had a nice talk and decided to keep in touch because what if we can create something cool tother.
A little bit later I met another great designer. She created an amazing collection with ,light - dresses, and cool glasses with gold and silver chains.

 I saw so many beautiful boys there. They were running and changing amazing designer clothes. Our RUSSIAN male models are pretty hot. They are too perfect, I cannot handle this.
Like how can some boys be this attractive? This is unfair. I wish I were a hot male model so every girl would want me and I would post hot selfies on Insta.
But coming back to catwalks, all of them (not only boys,girls too!) did their best.

I was too tired but too sad to leave that place. I did not watch the end of all the shows,but I was happy to come back to ,real life, after 5 months of waiting for the fashion time.
My outfit was pretty cool. Everyone was checking it out and taking pictures of my sunglasses (mask). I was wearing a skirt and sweater from OVS and Jeffrey Campbell shoes.

Fashion week is coming...
I am back to life.