Goddamn Amayzers, what an impression this first day. I don't even know where to start from the craziness. Maybe with our insane spot for the next three days. If you love all-white rooms with a hefty Instagrammable touch: hotel Senato Milano is the place to be. Even the bathroom is one big orgy of marble, stop it with me.

Anyway, this morning the alarm went off at a terribly unorthodox time. Something with a quarter past five and intense panda eyes. When we finally arrived at Schiphol, we turned out to be delayed, but as the best Johan Cruijff always said: every disadvantage has its advantage. In other words, extra shopping time (the most fun at Schippie), a moment to wake up calmly with a cappuccino, and a little extra time for selfie attempts. When we finally landed, everything went at lightning speed (god, when doesn't it during Fashion Week) and it was running, flying, jumping from appointment to taxi, to hotel, to delicious Gucci chaos, to the best pizza place in Milan and on we went. What have we been up to today? I would say: just enjoy watching.