Here I am, kind readers and fellow cookie lovers, crawling back to you in shame, asking for your forgiveness and pledging my renewed attention. It's New York Fashion Week, after all, which means...um...
Anyway, today was the first "looks" day. This is when we sit around and try every single item of clothing we've been working on for the past six months on a model, every which way, while applying the UTMOST IMPORTANCE to all of it. The goal, of course, is for a fashion show to materialize. It's at once fun, fascinating, exhausting, and mildly boring.
The bright spot of the looks days is working on the guys stuff with my boy Remington, our trusty looks model for about 2 years now. Rem shares my love of cookies and foot massages and has a food blog of his own, which you can find here.
We decided to start the day with a clear favorite, the classic Snickerdoodle, which I nabbed from Whole Foods first thing this morning on a "fruit run".

It was immediately evident that these were yesterday's Snickerdoodles. That being said, we couldn't deny the super satisfying yummy factor. These suckers were tasty, crusty edge or not. The brief 'doodle sesh was followed by a few hours of saying things like "but the yellow shoe really makes it feel more pulled together" and debating the pronunciation of the word "madras".
Onto lunch: Carry-in from 'Wichcraft. I'm really into witches so I don't even mind the stupid pun, but I have to say the oatmeal creamwich I ordered for dessert left something to be desired:

It's hard to tell from this photograph, but that's an apple in his left hand and a tiny little whisper of a cookie about to enter his mouth in his right. And the thing is, there already is an oatmeal creamwich, and Little Debbie has been making it for 500 years, and it's 3 times bigger, and it doesn't suck. (Author's Note: my tuna sandwich was awesome.)
Rem and I ended the long day pretending to understand what we were screaming to each other over dinner at an extremely loud place where the waiters all have beards called The Breslin. Redemption in the form of a cookie plate?

Little Jam Cookie: Not sweet enough, good texture, wish it was corn meal based.
Slicey thing that looks like a Lemon Square: Psych! It's shortbread. And it's the best thing on the plate.
Chocolate Chunk: Has a funk. Gross. Truly. We skipped it.
Cranberry Cratery Guy: Really good, mild, surprising.
Double Chocolate: see Chocolate Chunk. Ew.
Not quite. I soldier on...
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