Good morning New York.
I'm not writing a full update on NY Fashion Week because I am up to my chin in phone calls, old voicemail messages and deadlines. There are ink stains all over my outfit, but there is good news to report. After shedding my intern status, I got a raise.
Rejoice for Tuesdays.
Before I get back to the grind, I have to mention that my love for Rag & Bone is morphing from infatuation to dedication. Like always, the menswear is immaculate. It's clean, well-tailored and remarkably cool.
Until I get another minute, yours truly,
Russ & Bone.
3 comments:
when's your birthday? i'm making you a russ & bone t-shirt.
It was June first. I avoided telling lots and lots of people, and had an anxiety attack, without any cake.
I would buy Russ and Bone
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