Or: My, How Time Flies When You're Busy... Aging. Which I Guess Is What Happens When Time Flies. All of a Sudden You Look Up from Your Blog and You're Like, "Eeeeeek!". And So You Soothe Yourself by Editing Pics of an Ageless Figure Skater Who Actually Seems to Be Glowing Even More in Recent Weeks Than Ever Thanks to His Wonderful Husband, and Then You Write Really Long Dropheads About Said Skater, and the Next Thing You Know.... You're Even Older. OK, I Was Hoping This Drophead Was Going to Have a Happier Ending Than That, But Whatever. I'll Settle for More Pics. Here's One:
In contrast to our previous forlorn, Dickensian state, shivering cold and destitute with nary a twitpic to keep us warm, today we have such an embarrassment of NYFW riches that it's taken me hours to sift through it all, and just as I'm sure I've finally decided on what my favorites are, another avalanche of photos hits from Getty and Billy Farrell and Newscom and everywhere and then I have to start all over and so since I really, really have to DECIDE NOW AND WALK AWAY, here you go: My best photo picks as of right this second. Which will change if I don't just make my self STOP LOOKING AND POST THIS THING ALREADY...
OK! So a few more NYFW pics have popped up in far-flung corners of the Internet (seriously, it's like some sort of weird underground fashion-themed Grade-School-Scavenger Hunt-Meets-The-Amazing-Race to find these things, and BTW does NO ONE tag posts with, like, his name anymore?), plus we have some from the lovely Super Agentress herself, who I thought was still in Florida last Thursday with her fabulous new client, champion gymnast Danell Leyva, and thus I was whining that Andrew Werner and NealB were apparently snapping photos at all the wrong shows (meaning those without Johnny in the front row) but never mind because Tara! was! there! and! took! pics!
Well, at least Johnny did... Here he's taking a runway photo
at the Libertine show Thursday, February 9
(Victor is seated next to him).
Photo tweeted by St. Louis Post-Dispatch fashion editor
Debra Bass (thank you, Debra, for knowing
what's REALLY important at these shows!).
So apparently he IS doing some Fashion Week stuff, though not quite at the pace he did last February...
And once again we are faced with an utter lack of understanding of Fashion Week priorities on the part of NYFW attendees, as in: Yes, yes, the clothes. The shoes. Whatever. DID YOU TAKE ANY PICS OF JOHNNY? (Andrew Werner? NealB? Hello? Where ARE you guys?)
I can't even imagine how grueling it must be to return to the training regimen necessary for an elite athlete aiming for his third Olympics. Johnny, please know that we believe in you, we support you all the way, and we know you can do it. And we hope your neck feels better today. :)
To which we responded by voting like crazy for him to win "Best Improve-Ice Skater"! (Crazy in a good way, I mean. Not the kind of crazy that gets bitch slapped...) Photo courtesy of Brittany Evans for Disson Skating.
I don't know what kind of a week you've had, but mine sucked balls at various moments that have really just kind of worn me out. Some parts were great (Skating Watch Party with bonus Johnny commentary! HoneyBadgeWeirs Beat the Bot! Fabulous picspam from Nationals plus awesome NBC promo!), but in between was so much random #epicfail, both in my own little world and in the world at large, that I've arrived at Friday in something of a shambles—sleep-deprived, seriously cranky, and in desperate need of a third addiction because the caffeine and chocolate are Just. Not. Cutting. It.
So last night was the first time I ever attended a "Skating Watch Party" on Twitter. Which is in fact a thing. And a fun thing, actually. A bunch of us sat down together from all different time zones and tweeted to each other as we watched the video of the senior men's free skate from Sunday, newly released by Ice Network yesterday with Johnny's commentary. Which of course was the point.