(Therese Rawsthorne dress, vintage slip, Zara jacket, vintage bag, BCBG Mendel boots)
I’m not sure quite how to classify this Therese Rawsthorne piece..I definitely thought it was just a sheer long dress with a cool curved waist when I held it up off the rack at Black Box and even when I tried it on I must have stuck both legs through one hole (this was after enlisting both Colin’s and Anna’s help to figure out how to put it on) because I left convinced I had bought a dress..tried it on the next day and turns out it’s some sort of extreme sheer trousers hybrid. SWEET. I celebrated with a small jig. We took these shots during a couple free hours spent getting our last dose of New Zealand coffee (so good) and walking around aimlessly.
Waiting to head to the opening ceremony the first night of NZFW..lounging in the lobby of the Hilton and trying to look alive after the most disorienting of flights and time changes, wearing Bodkin sweater, vintage hooded jacket, Forever 21 black stone ring, 3.1 Phillip Lim leather shorts, fashiontoast x Dannijo Loveless ring, and BCBG Mendel boots.
(Obakki scarf coat, vintage polka dot silk blouse, 3.1 Phillip Lim quilted leather shorts courtesy of Beso, Sam Edelman clogs, Hope bag, Pamela Love cage ring)
Leather shorts seem to have assimilated into both the larger consciousness and the basics section of my wardrobe in a way that I didn’t really see coming. Though I know a perfect pair upon sight, it doesn’t happen too often… thus the lack of hesitation when it came to these Phillip Lims. They’re crazy soft and quilted so well that they remind me of a tiny supple comforter that prompts people to ask if I’m wearing Chanel. Worn with the coat and bag that I apparently think go with everything.
Catching up on the internet at the W in New York on my newish iPad, wearing Alexander Wang sweater, Topshop wide leg pants, and Dolce & Gabbana wedges.
(Zara blazer and scarf as belt, Equipment silk shirt, Levi’s shorts, Jessica Simpson hat, Alexander Wang Diego bag, Topshop Andi boots)
I loved the idea of using a more substantial belt as a scarf at the Carin Wester show and the matchiness of the blues here somehow didn’t bother me…the scarf has sort of a mystical horse/star print that I love but haven’t quite figured out a proper way to display while being worn..slowly realizing that there really probably isn’t one. Not being a sarong person is depressing at times. I started the blog on a steady diet of denim shorts and blazers and it felt slightly relieving to return to…the shorts are the same as ever though they’ve frayed into pseudo-nothingness and one of the buttonholes ripped and lost all function a while ago. None of the Levi’s I try to replace them with ever manage to feel quite right though so I’m stuck with what I’ve got. Wore this in and around Bryant Park grabbing a bite to eat and stopping at Kinokuniya and Alice and Olivia, then later to the Imitation of Christ show.