What Is A Bun-Girl?
My first New York Fashion Week in NYC was one that I fought tooth and nail to get to. I was so excited for the big day that I couldn’t sleep a wink the night before. There were going to be lights, an audience, models, press, and beautiful one of a kind garments. This was a collection that I had worked so closely with, and was excited to see debut. I had finally fucking done it.
The day of show came, and the entire team was scattered everywhere getting the details into place. The famous makeup artist, Bobbi Brown, and her team were doing the makeup for the show. I ended up checking them all into the event venue that morning and coordinating the back of house.
A lot of work goes into a fashion show that the average person most likely wouldn’t assume. On top of developing the actual garments, models, hair, and make-up all must arrive hours before to ensure enough time to complete each look. Catering must be set up for all personel. PR teams have to make sure all details concerning the front of house is coordinated and ready to go. Everyone is running around, pulling the final pieces into place.
As the hours ticked by, I could tell the back of house team was dying from heat. With so many people in the back between hair, make-up, media, our team, and friends of the designer- everyone was uncomfortably stuffed together. I saw three stacks of bottled water and decided to run between the teams, handing out ice-cold bottles. The mood instantly lifted among the hair and make-up artists. Mission accomplished.
The show launched with complete success. Afterwards, we were all so relieved to be done and happy that everything had been executed flawlessly. We sat on the floor congratulating each other, reflecting on what we could have done better and what was ran properly. The PR director turned to look at me, and said “Z the head of the Bobbi Brown team kept asking us who the bun-girl was that dropped off all of the water. They seriously loved you!”
In that moment, my months of hard work paid off in a single heartbeat. I was so excited to be acknowledged by such a prestigious and talented group of individuals, that nothing could have wiped the grin off my face. “Bun-girl” I thought to myself as I realized that somewhere in my crazy workday I had thrown my hair into a messy bun.
All in all, that is how I became Bun-Girl. It’s an ode to the accomplishment of my first major career goal, and the reality that I proved to myself that I could do it.
It might also signify that I am entirely too lazy to figure out how to do my hair #notsorry