You know Frank—he's been writing about menswear, sales, television, new shops, the recession, Lisa Loeb, the Golden Girls and getting blasted for Racked
for over two years. Well, we think it's time you got to know him and
his quirky-irreverent views on life and fashion even better with his
column: Love, Frank. Taking the form of an open letter
and always signed with love, Frank will rant about whatever
style-related conundrum he encounters in a given week. So buckle your
two-toned leather Moschino belts, folks, it's going to be … Something.
Dear
Significant Others of Participants in New York Fashion Week,
Yes,
Valentine's Day is next week.
But you know what else is next week, and begins tomorrow?
Fashion Week.
We go through this every year: Autumn/Winter Fashion Week almost
always bookends Valentine's Day. We—the editors, buyers, bloggers,
merchants, photographers, models, designers, licensees—do not make the
schedule. We merely follow it. Because we either have to or really want
to or actually probably both. We work in fashion, we go to Fashion Week.
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