First Time at the Armory Show
Zara coat, H&M jeans, Michele watch, Quay sunnies, Louis Vuitton bag
Despite being an (amateuer) contemporary art enthusiast and 4th year NYC resident (not the medical kind, I practically failed anything science related), I had never visited the annual Armory Show until last weekend. We did a little window shopping in Soho first before heading to the middle of nowhere, aka 12th avenue, for this Big Apple version of art basel. I had also only recently lost my By Chloe virginity - I know, what kind of wannabe fashion blogger am I if I don't eat instagram curated vegan food? Yet I somehow managed to eat Chloe 3x in this one weekend.
The show was awesome as expected but also ginormous. I literally couldn't fit into my loafers the next morning because my feet were so swollen from walking around for hours. It didn't help that Dan took a snail's approach to observing the art. At one point, we got separated and I had gotten to the back of the first showroom while he was still barely 1/4th of the way through. Thanks dude.
It was also super interesting to see how our iPhones have changed the way we view art. We see everything through our pixelated screens now rather than with our bare eyes. In fact, the last photo on the left was a pool of water that was programmed with facial recognition and mirrored the audience's face, but the artist had to tell everyone to put our phones away because they were covering our faces. Now that's pretty dope and corrupted.