we be instagrammin, volume x

they don't call it #nyfw for nothing. thanks to instagram, stalking the necessary street style stars vicariously living the front row whirlwind as never been easier! fortunately new york fashion week ended when it did because i was about one day away from having to go cold turkey on the 'gram front; instagrammers anonymous was no longer a facetious matter. now that the fashion world has switched to london time, i thank god am asleep for at least a few fashion week hours...which translates into marginally less compulsive instagram scrolling. 

key word: marginally.

at any rate, here's your #nyfw #nyc instagram update:

left to right--

maybe not fashion week, but equally as exciting: manhattan vintage clothing show and my rockin new bracelet from vendor brooklyn bleu. check these cool girls out here. 

 everything tastes better on 90's placemats.

west side roses.

selfie alert, fashion week day three.

more fun at the vintage show.

HELLO DARLINGS!

my door. just kidding. 

a delicious soho brunch with my oh-so-lovely friend kristina. more on that later.

doodles by your girl: because maybe a ps1 really will appear if i just think about it enough...

snapshots: plenty more where that comes from kiddiez (kitties?): holla at me @catidkerrin.

tunes: luck of lucien by a tribe called quest

xx