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.
A couple things I tweaked a little – the dress is supposed to be a knee length robe sort of thing but I hiked the oversized sleeves up on my shoulders to give it a curved hem and trashed the matching slip and belt that it came with…then added this metal one that’s actually become a crux of a wardrobe staple. The hat suffered a similar fate since it originally had a horrible felt flower attached to it. Worth all the destruction though, I’ve worn both to death already. Are you guys into it when I actually talk about the clothes?
Took these at the tail end of NYFW with a little bit of a broken spirit. Crappy things happen sometimes. And chapped lips, apparently. All seems a bit distant when I’m here in LA with my favorite New Yorkers though sitting around in the heat and mocking each other endlessly. Got a couple appointments tomorrow and then the Teen Vogue Young Hollywood party, should be fun. And it looks like I’m going to San Francisco for a couple days next week so might get some family time in. I’m starting to hear birds chirping outside so I’m thinking it’s time to sleep now though.
What I wore the morning of the Derek Lam and Preen shows before hightailing it to Rebecca Minkoff…had to get ready early and comfort was the goal with the slight awareness that it was supposed to start raining at some point in the day. Sometimes you just want to wear clothes that aren’t awkward to curl up in a ball in. Thus the uhh double knitwear. This is the same style that I wore in Stockholm here – I received a lot of emails about what size I bought it in to get the boyfriend look of boyfriend looks and I got it in a size 8 (US). The leggings are kind of an obsession of mine right now – charcoal, pointed seams at the knees, and enough of a flare to set them apart.
Hopped from the Charlotte Ronson afterparty to pick up Bryan (fully committed to leapard print Givenchy) at the Soho Grand and then over to the Wang festivities ie. carnival in a parking lot teeming with every sort of beautiful person imaginable. Got to catch up with Andrew, Kristin, Amy, Mark, Marie, and Esteban Cortazar, make the most of my brief time with these beautiful shoes, and play in the inflatable castle, merry-go-round (which kept going even after someone managed to crack some planks on it mid-ride), and bumper cars. I can honestly say that there was nothing missing from that night….I really don’t know how he’s going to outdo himself next time around but I’m kind of sure he will.
My favorite details at BCBG – filmy white silk, lace print dresses, raw mesh hems, that nude jumpsuit, and the inspiration to inject a shot of hot orange into my closet.