So that thing that people talk about where they need time to digest a collection with the purpose of achieving stuff like perspective and maybe even the ability to apply concepts to real life didn’t factor in at all with Isabel Marant’s FW. All that thin knit mating and inexplicable upper boob slit work and silver studding seemed immediately capable of filling multiple quietly gaping holes in my closet. And now the wait is over, really, finally over. This cozy shrunken sweater and warrior princess skirt were the standout pieces to me, shot on Pont Alexandre III for Seine nymph (those exist) vibes and also cause actually anything/one would look perfect there.
Bumble and bumble sent me their new thickening products to try during fashion week here in Paris – I’m faithful (lazy?) for the most part when it comes to trying new hair products but Bumble always manages to prove that entire system wrong. These four little guys have been making the process of fluffing my non-wavy non-straight hair up into something so seemingly effortless that I can focus almost exclusively on fake fashion week problems. The process I’ve been using is soaking the conditioner into the ends, blow drying it halfway dry and putting it into two infantile buns for an awkward 15 minutes (NO I WASN’T GOING TO WEAR IT LIKE THIS TO COFFEE BUT NOW I JUST MIGHT), smushing the creme into ends to separate them a bit, and then using the dryspun finish lightly throughout for instant mane-ness. Thank you for my new routine Bumble!
(Mlle racerback leather tank and shorts, Theory muff bag, Balenciaga cutout boots)
More from Paris. Somewhere between casual, athletic, and not really casual at all. Love the dual curved hems and python side striping.
(Zara sheer turtleneck, Maje skirt, Phillip Lim backpack and mules)
I haven’t stopped dressing like the non-existent token half Asian from Clueless since September began, why would arriving in Paris change that? Also it’s still summer here which is nice.
With the weight of the objects I’m carrying around and the amount of skin on my heels that’s been rubbed raw to the cartilage (sorry), these are the predicted accessories of choice this week. Always can rely on Phillip for form and function. So happy to be back in Paris for the last bit of summer!
(Sonia Rykiel jacket, J Brand leather pants, Balenciaga cutout boots)
There was one sunny day in Paris, it required Vèlib rentals and flat boots for freedom purposes and a suffocatingly warm jacket by Sonia Rykiel that I actually hardly took off the whole week. I’m probably the sixteen thousandth person to say this but there really is no better way to see the city and also almost die every other second than to glide through the streets on a bike. I’ve stayed in Le Marais a few times now but was able to discover such entire new pockets of it this time around.
At beautiful Pont Notre Dame. Missing Paris already – I’m home in LA for a few days, next up London!