Today is the show. It’s 6am, I sit in lobby of my hotel. I haven’t slept - not because of nerves but because the windows here are razor thin I could hear people sneezing on the street.
8am - arrive to office. Sarah and Traci are officers now - directing the team making the models boards, bagging up the looks, briefing the dressers. I stay out of their way - any offers to help are quickly rebuffed. Not because I’m Tibi but because they know I’ll fuck something up.
10am - my parents arrive - only they’re at the wrong place. Geeeezz mom and dad, get it together. But my mom points out my text which explicitly told her….the wrong place. My dad put up a sign on his art gallery - most people
10:30- Hair test. Frank Rizzieri arrives - he’s amazing and he’s done our hair forever - at least for 15 years - but it could be longer. We agree on the hair - make her look like she’s slept on it. Each model will have different hair - according to what’s natural for them. I’ve always regretted when I’ve leaned in to a consistent hair style for the show - many models inevitably just don’t look or feel natural. I’ve learned.
1pm - Cassius Cam test - he’s been documenting the set up and I love seeing things through his eyes, literally. You can watch live today at TIBICREATIVELAB on insta. We’re not doing it live on TIBI.com - there’s a reason for that. But I’ll explain
3pm: the set arrives - FLOVER is here. We are setting up the installations. It looks great. Brittany is complaining because she says is smells swampy. I said it smells like I’m camping. She said exactly. Whatever, she’s leaving us anyways. More on that later - we’re distraught but we’ll laugh about it today.
7pm: meeting with the stylists. We’re previewing the collection with them. During the afternoon show they’ll be sitting with their clients and now they’re fully informed. Information is good. The team looks amazing because they feel amazing, can’t you tell?
9pm: dinner with mom, dad, sister, brother in law. Blue Ribbon Sushi. It’s good, I’m super puffy now but Bobbi Brown’s team will be there in the morning I’m all good.
11pm: America’s next top model. There’s a meltdown happening in the model house, everyone is mad at the model that I think is just being normal. But that’s me.
5am: Text from Reed. Are you awake? I text back “no.”
6am: Showered and on my way to the venue. It will be good. I hope. But you’ll be the judge. Just don’t write nasty shit in my comments section. I mean you can, you can do what you want, but I’ll delete them. Life is too short and good for that. Ok?
7am: Traci asks “are you wearing that?” Fuck off, I’m in my jeans and tee - I promise, I’ll get dressed. She gives me the hand and walks away. 5 models are still missing, I’ve got some bigger fish to fry.
NOTE: be sure to tune in live, around 10am, on insta, for the show - shot from Tibi Creative Lab’s pov. Which is rough, real and not polished. And that’s just fine, for now.