Wearing a headpiece that Mr. Kate sent me last week and having some fun at the Soho Grand. Fashion week has been crazy so far..right now waiting for the Derek Lam show to start at Lincoln Center and trying to figure out what Leighton Meester is wearing. And since I suck at staying on top of posting when I’m traveling, see what I’m doing sooner on Twitter here.
(vintage shrug and hooded cardigan, Alexander Wang jacket and bag, Forever 21 armwarmers, Claude Maus dress, J Brand jeans, BCBG Mendel boots)
I found this hoodie at a vintage store in Huntington Beach with Kristin a while ago, I love that it buttons instead of zipping and the fact that it’s cashmere..good basics make for warm layering…or something.
We took these as we were leaving Bryant Park (for the last time ever! for a show anyway..goodbye green chairs) and ran down the street right afterwards to get a cab and thaw out in the backseat. So so cold.
(ph. by Colin Sokol)
Minimalism with a twist – Max Azria was extremely wearable but full of beautiful details that make you look twice. Paneling was slashed at an angle across loose dresses, draped tops turned around to entirely sheer backs that hung alluringly slightly off the body, legs were tightly leathered, and day-to-night dresses featured strong asymmetry. As a whole this struck me as a collection that you could pick four or five pieces from and be relatively set for any number of days/occasions. Even though my pack-everything, option-focused self would probably never want to actually see any such plan through. The muddy neutrals and monochromy seemed heavily ’90s but in a fresh way that has me wanting to play with the ideas in my closet..the pointy toed wedge boots can come too.
I wore a Topshop dress over a RVCA dress with this harness belt I picked up at some generic beachside store near my house + big old vintage faux fur to shield me from the snow and Jas MB clutch.
(vintage dress and velvet bag, Chloe boots, YSL ring)
Andrew Bevan is one of my favorite people I’ve met through blogging..he’s someone that I could easily imagine hanging out with even if we both hated fashion and lived in North Dakota (no offense ND, San Diego is just about as off the fashion radar as you are). We promised to meet up after running into each other on the way into the Alexandre Herchcovitch show and upon our reunion laughed about and at pretty much everything..but only after I saved him from a freshly divorced vodka-happy partygoer who proceeded to hit on a confused Colin. I hope she found happiness later on that night.
Please note his gigantic safety pin necklace. Imagine the things you could fuse together with that thing.
(ph. by me)
Inspired by the tempestuous dancer and courtesan Lola Montez, the Marchesa collection was somehow elegant and whimsical, and the pieces only became exponentially more stunning when viewed up close. My inner wannabe ice skater is a sucker for well executed nude mesh, but the real standouts were the white feathered minidress and a darkly beautiful starred up concoction with tulle spilling down the front.