(vintage suede coat, J Brand Martini Flare jeans, Forever 21 sunglasses, Topshop clutch, Tristan Blair wedges)
Never cold in my heaviest coat..this thing weighs about 25 pounds thanks to the most painstaking shearling lining and quilting job I’ve ever seen. You’d think I would take it when traveling anywhere cold but I can never commit to wearing it in the plane since I just picture everyone blandly staring at me as I hop around madly trying to smash it into an overhead compartment. So wintry beach it is. While we were taking these some dude walked by and slowly and somewhat drunkenly drawled “I really like the color of your..sweater”. Yes. Sweater. Thanks dude.
(Topshop dress, Egoiste necklace, Fiorentini and Baker suede fold over boots)
The only place that it wasn’t pouring last weekend- Palm Springs. Reason enough to drive out, so Colin and I packed up the car (or I took up every inch with shoes and coats I didn’t end up wearing) to stay at the Viceroy for a couple nights. I think around now is the most dead it gets out there, and the empty overcast gloom was creepily awesome juxtaposed against the time capsule of a town. I got this dress from the lovely people at Topshop Shinjuku who gave me free rein to choose three pieces to take home with me. Kid in a candy store experience. This dress (from Kate Moss’ last collection with them, so sad!) resembles a giant necklace/spiderweb and has some pretty good bell sleeves so it checks a lot of boxes for me. Could make a pretty good New Year’s Eve dress too but San Francisco is going to be a lot more unfriendly temperature-wise.
And I swear I can jump higher than that but the creepy mattress was just as sad as it looks…. it had zero give. Nice butterfly print though.