In this spot for BetterTV, I head over to Mia Dona to learn some tips for totally stress-free entertaining from "Hostess With the Mostest" Donatella Arpaia.
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Friday Night @ Stephen & Dave’s
This weekend, we had two (!) nights out. For us, this is big.
Reader Question: Kristin
READER QUESTION from Kristin:
Q. I’m currently a college senior at XXX University studying journalism who is seeking advice. The exciting thing: I’ll have a degree in journalism this June with no obligations and this raging desire to experience/live in New York. The horrifying thing: I’m not exactly the richest of ladies, and trying to survive in New York on a post-graduate budget with the horrifying prospect of no jobs lined up (or only non-paying internships lined up) is really discouraging.
Do you have any advice on the first steps I should take?
A. Hi there Kristin! First, don’t worry. This is totally doable. Tough, but doable.
Mia Dona Restaurant
At this morning’s BetterTV shoot at Mia Dona restaurant with “Hostess with the Mostest” Donatella Arpaia.
Last night, I met Lilit from TheGloss.com at the gloriously chic Raines Law Room.
Hamming it up with Katrina, Julia, and Megan backstage before the Naeem Khan show.
OK, mea culpa time: I’m really disappointed in myself for complaining about Fashion Week last Thursday. It’s an opportunity that lots of people would give a great deal to have, and it’s inappropriate - outright obnoxious, in fact - for me to whine about “having to go” (when of course, I don’t “have” to do anything of the sort). The truth is, wandering around the tents makes me anxious simply because I don’t know anyone, and it brings me straight back to seventh grade (insecurity, etc). I’m hardly a wallflower - I have no trouble going to a party by myself, or getting a drink by myself - but something about the crowd at Fashion Week makes me feel very out of my element. People simply aren’t generally very nice, or very welcoming, and if you’re all by yourself that can get exhausting.
But last night I got to hang around fun lounges eating prosciutto and drinking champagne with wonderful people who I love, and then I got to see a heart-stoppingly beautiful show that made me understand why people get excited about this week in the first place. And I’m really, really lucky to have gotten to do that. I had an absolute blast last night, and want to offer my sincerest apologies if I came off as sounding ungrateful before.
One more thing: why, you may ask, is a Domestic Bliss blogger hanging around Fashion Week at all? Excellent question, and one I’ve asked myself repeatedly over the past few days. One: I got invited, and even though the idea of going made me anxious…well…I wanted to. Clothing, cocktails, the occasional awesome gift bag, and the possibility of meeting some interesting people. Wouldn’t you? And two, I thought that it would be kind of cool for my readers to see Fashion Week from a non-fashionista perspective. I limited the number of shows I went to because couture isn’t really my thing (I love clothing and fashion, of course, but I’m most certainly a vintage/budget shopper), but I wanted to offer a taste of the scene from my perspective, because I think it’s a perspective that many of you - if not most of you - share.
We were supposed to go to the J. Mendel show, but went to the backstage lounges first to wait for Julia and ended up getting “distracted” by the cocktails and cupcakes.
In the tents, enjoying a cocktail while waiting for the Twinkle by Wenlan show to start.
Blumarine slipdress, Habitual denim jacket (from Meghan’s clothing swap), vintage belt, Dooney & Bourke bag.
Robert Verdi and Estela
With Adrien and Lindsey
Yesterday evening, I met producer and author Marianne Mancusi for drinks at 44 1/2. I was absolutely in awe when I learned that she’s written twelve (TWELVE!) books since 2005. As someone who’s been working on her Great American Novel for…oh…three years now, let me just say: that is seriously impressive.
If you head over to 44 1/2 for drinks, I highly recommend checking out their fun cocktail list (under “Menus”). I get the Chelsea Hot and Dirty minus the Hot part (I substitute regular Ketel One for Absolute Peppar, and order extra blue cheese-stuffed olives on the side).