A happy smattering of RGB polishes at Tenoverten at the Parker Meredian. I tried to organize them into sections: the top section (the majority) are classic, existing colors; the middle row is fall (sneak peek!), and the last row are limited summer colors that I, for one, can’t wait to try!
I made a new puppy friend this week (Tabitha! the cutest!) as well as some true punk guys in Union Square, who gamely posed for me. Oh, and the most delicious French fries—and new sunglasses—ever. Check it all out on my Instagram!
Two pair of shoes on sale (hooray, one of my favorite times of year) that’ll lend some sparkle to your toes: Lanvin studded deliciousness and Nicholas Kirkwood color-contrast elegance. Can’t decide which pair would be more practical. Wait, neither of them are really practical, are they?
Well, I’ll start by saying that one girl’s reasonable is another girl’s exorbitant. But unless you have buckets of money to spare and can therefore afford to use thirty dollar tubes of mascara 24/7 or you get prestige ones for free (like, um, me—don’t hate me), I do usually suggest people use drugstore mascara. Why? Because a) if you’re like most people, you go through it like water b) you’re technically supposed to toss your mascara every three to four months anyway c) honestly, most drugstore mascaras perform just as well as designer. It’s just a matter of finding the right one for your lashes. Personally, I have ultra-fine lashes that droop easily (so sad) and like a long, defined, fluttery lash look (versus thick and gloopy). These are my favorites (including a few non-drugstore options in case you can’t not splurge): Covergirl Lash Blast Length (perfectly defining, lashes look ultra-long), Benefit They’re Real (thickens without droopifying), Neutrogena Perfect Volume (natural but has impact), Eyeko Fat (long, long, long lashes). Good luck and, remember, finding your perfect mascara is like finding a perfect pair of jeans. It’s trial and error, so be patient!
It’s fairly clear by now that I’m a little obsessed with buying sunglasses (I really think statement sunglasses are the new statement shoe, if that makes any sense whatsoever). Anyway, I’ve been buying them left and right and, for some reason, have really been feeling a rounder eye. These Oliver Peoples are perfect for summer—the muddy reddy-purple ones have my name on them!
I fully realize that this is possibly the least glamorous shot one could post of oneself—hunched over, hair hurled forward. But it’s been a while since I’ve shared my haircolor. Here it is in all its mermaidy, rainbow splendor, at a shoot for my friends at Who What Wear. Want to see more? Check out the slideshow here.
From Gianvito Rossi (upper left: my new favorite! So, so comfortable) to classic mohawk YSL, I’ve posted, um, a considerable amount of shoes—and accompanying bags‚ on Instagram this month… And an honorable mention to Sierra Tishgart (middle, top row), a former Teen Voguette who I snapped in Union Square earlier this month. I totally crept on her style when I shot her (without knowing it was her, haha) in her super-cute overalls, Nike Dunks, and vintage Chanel backpack. Here’s to another month of fashion inspirations…
Bill Cunningham, the original street style photographer, has it right. Taste does not equal style. I’d also like to add that being able to afford expensive clothes doesn’t mean you have style either—mixing high-low or even just low-low and looking chic is a much more of a challenge. When I was in college, sure, I had an occasional nice thing or two (mostly bags, thanks, Mom!) but really, I was scrappy and dressed myself in a great deal of Forever 21, BCBG, and J.Crew. And a lot of vintage. That carried through my early twenties. I loved designer clothes but never had a “designer or nothing” attitude. Today, I still feel that way. I love-love-love finding great vintage pieces and shopping at Zara alike. Outlets are my happy place—to the extreme disappointment of my husband, as we usually only go on vacation. And, yes, I wear a lot of designer clothes but never just to, you know, wear them. I buy them to have and to hold, ‘til death (or moths) do us part. (Yes, I did just consecrate marriage vows in that last sentence in regards to fashion. What?)
I remember the exact moment I stumbled upon Gianvito Rossi in (rather tiny, actually!) shoe department of Barneys Los Angeles. His designs seemed modern yet timeless and the salesman swore up and down I’d be able to wear them for hours (I was shopping for a pair of shoes to wear to the SAG Awards). Now, I’m fully obsessed. A) His shoes really are that comfortable. B) His designs are sexy without being, well, Snooki-over-the-top. These shoes are 50 percent off at the moment and—despair—sold out in my size. Fashion PSA: someone please give them a good home! Your feet won’t be sorry.
Well, to be totally frank, there’s no right answer to your question. Here’s my (probably more confusing than anything else) attempt to work through some logistics for you, though…
All in all, I would say if you want to work in fashion—yes, you should move either to NYC or LA. However, you can’t and shouldn’t do it blindly or the city will gobble you (and your bank account) up. Plan for the future, prepare a roadmap for your success, and don’t let anything derail you.
Oh, hi there, new Essie summer collection! Clockwise from the delicious orange-red in the corner: Saturday Disco Fever, Blanc (meant to be layered under the rest of the shades to make the colors really pop), Shake your $$ Maker, Bottle Service, Boom Boom Room, and DJ Play That Song.
I’m a native New Yorker, but I try to keep a fresh perspective. I don’t want to get jaded or become immune to its charms. So, I always try to look at the city through the eyes of a tourist. Here I am at Bryant Park in a Proenza Schouler dress, Balenciaga boots, a houndstooth jacket I bought in a hole in the wall Hong Kong shop for twenty dollars, and a rather much more spendy Hermes bag.
In Greek mythology, there’s a monster called the Lernaean Hydra. It has multiple heads—which sometimes (not really) I wish I could have because I’ve been on a bit of a hat buying spree lately. Snapbacks from OBEY, wide brims from Brixton… It’d be great to be able to wear them all at once. Plus, I just discovered these panama hats from ultra-luxe Parisian label Piece d’Anarchive (available at Just One Eye, one of my favorite LA stores). They’re gorgeous and one of a kind but sadly out of my price range. A girl can dream, right? (Of Greek monsters and bespoke hats alike!)
Another day, another manicure: RGB Cosmetics in Dusk, a gunmetal grey with iridescent purple undertones. It’s not out until fall but here’s a similar(ish) color.
