Weirdly this Zara scarf has become my new favorite belt. I think I like knowing that I’m wearing a giant cheesy horse print that no one can see.
(Zara coat, vintage velvet shirt, Levi’s shorts, Topshop boots, Mulberry bag)
A mix of new and old basics and a teddy bear-ish coat with a scrap of a hood I salvaged from an old jacket for an afternoon in Soho dropping by the Michael Angel studio and lunch at the Mercer Kitchen..I’m back at my parent’s house in San Francisco relaxing for the holiday weekend..happy Thanksgiving!
(fashiontoast x Dannijo Isosceles Necklace, Zara leather jacket, LNA tank, Pendleton x Opening Ceremony wool shorts, Theory bag)
The cafe that doubles as my second home when I’m at my place in Silverlake. Mostly because I still don’t have internet there. Or silverware, for that matter. This ruined Bryan‘s life a little bit when he was staying with me but we made a routine of lugging our laptops to LA Mill, him possibly multiple times a day (while I slept in..let me note that he sleeps about as much as a goldfish..but gives good post-lights out girltalk), to try and stay caught up on everything. Luckily they serve everything from breakfast and the best hot chocolate I’ve had outside of Italy to wine and some strangely varied dinner options. I can’t be the only one that gets suspicious when restaurants serve Japanese food alongside pasta and caesar salad…
Anyway, we took these these shots before sitting down to answer emails for 4 straight hours and after I painstakingly taught him how to focus with a DSLR. Wearing pretty much all of my current favorite pieces..I bought the jacket at Zara in Harajuku this summer. I’ve got the exact same one in black that they sold last winter and immediately grabbed this one when I recognized all the detailing. I love that it gets visibly more broken in with every wear.
The Zara dress (wish I could have worn this to a concert in the ’70s..but the Meatpacking district will do) I wore as a top back in June and the beautiful bag that Liam from Deadly Ponies sent me a few weeks ago. And..the most forlorn of styrofoam cups. These shoes have taken a beating but I still love them..
(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.