This one started with a bag. This gorgeous, plaid bag.
I wrote a lot this weekend (added another 1700 words to my current total, not that we’re counting, because apparently it’s National Novel Writing Month, where writers commit to writing 50k words in the month of November. That’s more than I’ve written in over a year, pardon me while I go ahead and feel horrible about myself) and couldn’t help but to design this outfit for my girl, my gallerina. It’s the perfect outfit for a November day, right down to the loafers (waaaant) and her copy of Artforum magazine. Did I mention book research is fun?
Nicely done, Zara. Though I have as much chance as my book being published and selling a million copies in the first week as I do of getting Jamal into a turtleneck and skinny jeans (read: zero), it’s fun to dream. And oggle. Seriously, Zara’s mens knitwear section is providing some major eye candy.
It’s been entirely too long since I did a Friday Five (um, as in February, oops!) and as such, I have quite a few things that have been on my radar. I couldn’t pick just five, so here you are: a Friday Nine/things I’ve been loving lately.
1. Hermès Un Jardin Sur le Toit / 2. Pajama Set / 3. Plate / 4. “The Art Forger” by B.A. Shapiro / 5. Klorane Oat Milk Shampoo / 6. Bouclé Blazer / 7. Ladurée Brioche Candle / 8. Nuxe Rêve de Miel Lip Balm / 9. Renoir “Les Grandes Boulevards”
I’m not allowed to buy anything this month per my 26 in 26, and though we’re only four days into the month I’m doing really well! Unless you count buying toothpaste. So while I’m not going to be purchasing anything in this round-up anytime soon, I’m still allowed to dream, right? That Renoir print in specific might just adorn my wall come November. And I’ve found a sneaky way to circumvent my own rules when it comes to that Hermes perfume, which smells DIVINE, by the way: Sephora gives out free sample tubes if you ask.
What are you up to this weekend? I’m having Aisling and Audrey over for brunch on Sunday (I’m making waffles!) and other than that I will be, you guessed it, writing! Have a good one, kiddos.
Every once in a while I impress even myself with my shopping skills. Behold my latest scores:
This would be my second pair of those boots; I wore the first pair for three seasons until the soles were flapping off and the heel was ground down to oblivion. At $150, I made sure I got my money’s worth. I needed a new pair for the upcoming fall (FALL. IT’S ALMOST FALL!) but was hoping they would go on sale. My prayers were answered when a friend at work passed along a 20% off + free shipping coupon, bringing the cost down from $149.95 to $119. But it doesn’t end there, because I used Ebates and got an extra $6 back. Price: $113. Savings: $37.
Having carried a Longchamp Le Pliage tote that my mom bought me for a few months now, I finally understood what all the fuss was about. They’re lightweight, can hold a ton, and go with everything. Mine is brown, and I’d been eyeing one in black. The Les Planetes version is made with a slightly thicker nylon, and unlike the Pliage line, the handles are black. I wouldn’t say I needed another bag, but I did like it and I really wanted it, but was deterred at $160. Luckily, Bloomingdale’s was having a Loyalist sale last week, meaning I got $25 off + free shipping. Yadda yadda yadda, I used Ebates, got an extra $8 back, and the previously $160 bag clocked in at $127. Savings: $33. I win.
Also, and I mean it, I’m done shopping for a while. These two purchases were the only things on my fall (NO BUT SERIOUSLY, IT’S ALMOST FALL) wishlist along with this trench coat, so I’m set!
I’m not one of those people who religiously follows “the shows” every season; mostly my wardrobe consists of black, gray, and navy basics with the occasional scarf, if I’m feeling wild. So it’s no surprise my favorites from the Spring 2014 Fashion Week in New York are mostly within my wheelhouse. Michael Kors’s collection was so spectacular this year: some masculine suiting pieces, tailored pants, lots of tie-neck tops. The looks all seem as though they stepped out of a 1940s London library. I’m in love. I’m anxiously awaiting that “Oui, mon cheri” top from J. Crew to make its way into stores, but the real heart-stealer for me this year absolutely had to be Tocca. I would wear any of the pieces in Emma Fletcher’s collection in a millisecond; that all-black suit number is perfection.
Have a good weekend, kiddos! What are you up to? I’m hopefully painting the living room tomorrow, but I’ve been saying that for months.
Karl Lagerfeld, creative director of Chanel, sunglass-wearer, and all around fabulous enigma, has a lot to say about a lot of things. On sweatpants: “Sweatpants are a sign of defeat. You lost control of your life so you bought some sweatpants.” On Andy Warhol: “I shouldn’t say this, but physically he was quite repulsive.” These bite sized snippets of wisdom are known affectionately as “Karlisms,” and there’s a whole page of them on his website. The above are just a few of my (kinder) favorites.
Because we all need some sassy advice from someone infinitely chicer and judgy-er than us: there’s a book coming out this month of Karl’s greatest hits, appropriately titled, “The World According to Karl.” While he wasn’t involved in the book, he apparently approves.
In case you can’t wait for the release date, might I point you in the direction of this achingly funny faux-Karl blog: Karl Lagerfeld’s Guide to Life, written in a convincingly accurate tone:
I like to spend mornings in bed with a dictionary, of which I cut out all the ugly words with a small golden guillotine I have named Jean Rameu (pronounced John, of course). John Rameu and I do enjoy cutting out such words as “moist” and “spit” and “phlegm” and so on- I think of it as a kind of act of beauty for the world. If one eradicates ugly words, how can one express ugliness?…When I am done I will release the dictionary into the wild and perhaps the tongues of everybody will turn silver. It’s linguistic eugenics, really.
(While I love the Karl Lagerfeld character, I will never support or buy Chanel, since Coco herself was a Nazi sympathizer and documented anti-semite)
Let the record reflect that today, September 9th, I wore my first turtleneck of the season. Granted, it’s a short sleeved sweater, but it still counts. It was a chilly 60 this morning, going up to 75. I need it to dip another 10-15 degrees so I can bust out the rest of my impressive stack of turtlenecks. I look as good in them as these fine ladies do, obviously.
PS. Thank you all for the kind words on this post. They mean more to me than you know. I love you guys.
You would think I’d be safe from the shopping bug while reading the Sunday NYTimes, considering it’s purely an intellectual pursuit, and you’d be right…until it comes to T Magazine or the small clothing catalogues they sometimes include, folded in with the rest of the sections. This weekend’s catalogue insert introduced me to Pure Collection, a UK clothing company specializing in cashmere tops and sweaters and even dresses. How did I live before without a cashmere boyfriend sweater? A raw silk dress? Aren’t these photos from their lookbook just stunning? They feel like Grown Up Clothes. I’m holding off on buying everything (heather gray cashmere, why are you so pretty?) because I have yet to go a month without spending money, per my 26 in 26. But you are under no such restrictions! Shop! Shop away! And if you shop through Ebates, you’ll get an extra 5% cash back!
Is it fall yet? Is it fall yet? Is it fall yeeeetttt? Come on, fall! I am looking forward to sleeping with the window open, chilly weather, crunchy leaves, scarves, boots, apple picking, and eventually winter. And now, I’m even more excited because I’ve finally found the perfect trench coat:
I bought a trench coat at Target last May for our trip to Belgium in a pinch of last-minute packing anxiety, and it filled its role fine. It wasn’t anything spectacular, but it worked. I should have splurged and spent extra to get one that was waterproof and had a hood, though, and as a result I’ve been keeping my eyes peeled for one that fit all of my criteria. It’s worth spending a little more to get a good investment piece that I’ll have for a few years versus one season. So when I saw this Calvin Kelin trench at Nordstrom a few weeks ago, I bought it immediately (after texting my mom for validation; she wrote back in all caps, “DO IT”). Waterproof, removable hood, zip-out fleece lining, mid-thigh length, and the perfect khaki color. I’m really picky, I admit, and this one is about 3x the price of the Target one, but it ticked all the boxes.
Now I just need the weather to dip about 25 degrees and we’ll be all set.
In case you were curious: yes, I’m still on my winter kick. I cannot wait for boot season (even snow boot season!). Here are three sets of basics to get you through October to January in style. I had a pair of those cognac leather boots for three years before I finally wore them to death. It goes without saying that I’ll be purchasing another pair this fall. And if you live in the northeast like me and need good snow/rain boots, I cannot recommend those duck boots in the middle highly enough. I had to break them out yesterday during a torrential downpour, and I forgot how much I loved them since last winter. What are your winter staples?