So, remember yesterday when I told you that girls were still running around Manhattan in their 5 inch Louboutins after the insane blizzard? Well, I neglected to tell you that for some… there came a price. While I was standing outside waiting for Kristin (and celeb sighting), I saw a very brave girl in VERY high heels literally BUST HER ASS. Yup, I said it. There’s no nice way to put it. Full on, both feet in the air, hard landing, bust her ass. So when putting my outfit together for the next day, you better believe I was thanking myself for grabbing these combat boots to travel into the city last minute. Would I normally attend Fashion Week in combat boots? No. But safety first my friends. Safety… and the fact that there were puddles the size of lakes that we had to hop over in order to get in a cab. Ohhhhh the price of fashion.