Zurich to NYC.

Why, oh why couldn't Swiss Air just route me through London to NYC?  This was my re-occuring thought before, during and after my flight back to Zurich. By the time I got to the Swiss Air terminal to catch my flight home I looked and was a train wreck after five straight days of no sleep and a CRAZY schedule. How do these execs. go globe trotting for weeks at a time?? Bananas! PS, Thank GOD for the Swiss Air lounge. I took over two couches, had five newspapers all around me and was typing away crazy e-mails to Liz Vap while laying down. It was PERFECTION.

The stairs to the Swiss Air lounge. Just. One. Escalator. Away.

Homeward bound. Finally.

So...

I've been a *little* delinquent in uploading the pictures documenting my life for the past three weeks and for that I sincerely apologize- I just didn't think they were that interesting! But I'm looking through them now and laughing to myself thinking about how insane (in a good way) the past four weeks have been. Here it goes...

Zurich wasn't all about fashion, even though I spend a good 36 hours immersed in it while I was there. The first day, Syl and I went for a walk. I forgot my face wash, and after an all night flight my face was SCREAMING for cleaner. This is the main train station near our hotel where the Pharmacie was.  

Another view from our walk. Pretty, right?

On the way we found this random Dim Sum take out. We didn't get any, but hello- awesome!

Syl found these goofy scissors in the beauty section. Suggested retail price: 44 Swiss Francs. WTF?? P.S. I did find face wash- the cheapest one I could get was 7 Swiss Francs and totally wrecked my skin.

You know those girls that are OBSESSED with eating chocolate? Yeah, that's not me. So you can imagine the shock to my system when I a) saw this store, and b) was given chocolate literally for every meal. Ack.

I did indulge in these totally delish crepes we got in the main train station. Notice the drizzle of chocolate on them. So much for the Skinny Bitch diet on this trip...

Night of Stella.

The Swiss Textile award show was named "Stella." After a looong day of trying to figure out who was going to get the award, we cleaned up and hit the presentation and ceremony.

From left to right, Diane Pernet, me, Hiromi Ushigome, and Patricia Field. Diane and I met the first night when we shared a cab with Stefano Roncato and Marianne Castier. We had the most profound discussion about living in Paris and that was when I realized what a true original she is. I know SO MANY PEOPLE in fashion that just... aren't.

This was taken right before the organizers yelled at me for stepping on the runway with my heels. Oops!

Syl Tang and I were friends before this trip, but I think Zurich solidified our friendship. Syl always has THE BEST accessories.

Judging you.

If you've been reading my Twitter updates, then you know I've been in Zurich for the past two days deliberating on which up and coming designer will get the Swiss Textile award valued at 100 thousand Euros. Well, the awards show was tonight and we the panel decided Rodarte were going to be recipients of the prize. IT was an incredibly difficult decision to make (everyone was so freakin' talented) and we sat in a room for hours discussing it. The awesome Diane Pernet snapped this picture of me and Pat Field. BTW, Diane is what I call an "NFP." That means "new favorite person."  Will explain why in the next entry...

Photo by the talented and gorgeous Diane Pernet. Yes that is me on the BlackBerry Twittering away...