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"  LA Fashion Week Day 3 I am sunburned. It&amp;#039;s official \u2014 I am not an LA girl. But I&amp;#039;ve tried. One day driving around LA in my PT Cruiser convertible is enough to go back to Fog City sun kissed. Ah, to live the good life for three days. But let&amp;#039;s talk pre-sunburn. I woke with a Jeremy Scott hangover. It was my first time attending a show from the Missouri-born bad boy and it was everything I hoped, and more. Comical, aggressive and delightful was the construction chic collection. The designer himself was comical and delightful, but not aggressive, rather, soft-spoken and mellow.  Tire tracks, rulers, pipes (my fave), traffic signs, boot stomp silhouettes and hand prints delivered the rugged elements of construction sites to the runway \u2014 but all done in a polished and cheeky fashion. The rubber tire belts were awesome and the billowing trash bag dress was a riot; this motif could not have been pulled off by anyone else, I am sure of it. And I will forever remember the bouncing garbage pail hats \u2014 can I get just one of those for my Halloween costume Jeremy?   Backstage blooper: see my nude Brian Atwood patent pumps? One of my heels got stuck in the holey floor mid-interview. I was obviously struggling with something down there and Jeremy was sweet enough to grab my leg and pry my heel out, without injuring my fragile shoe. My hero.  "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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