continued from yesterday…
That Friday I met one of my best girlfriends for lunch at Morandi followed by a stroll through Soho to pick out the perfect dress for my perfect first date with my dually proclaimed “perfect fit.” My go to for a first date involving dinner is something form fitting- suggestive enough, but leaving plenty to the imagination. It’s like dating- don’t give it all up at once. I already had an idea in my head and found something that fit the bill fairly quickly. When I came out of the dressing room to gain approval from my friend and anyone else I could ask, the sales associate informed me that the dress could be spun around so the opening was in front. Sold. I probably wouldn’t expose my midriff during a first date (shocking, coming from the queen of crop tops), but how much fun would it be to go to the bathroom and return with the dress reversed? Answer: Very.
It had been quite some time since I’d actually cared enough to purchase something new for a dude. Typically on a first date, I’ll strategically wear red lipstick to send the surefire signal that there is absolutely no shot in hell that his tongue will ever know what my molars feel like. Ever. But in this instance, he was not only worth a new dress, but also new shoes. In my mind, it was bashert. And sure this sounds like it’s all about to end happily ever after, but what fun would that be and I’m sorry, have we met?
A couple of hours before I was to meet my future man friend for dinner at Narcissa, my illness or antibiotics sent me into a tailspin and I knew that I was certainly in no shape to be sitting at dinner spreading germs to my fellow diners. Besides, this also meant I should not be kissing anyone but Smitty and that was going to be far too difficult. As to not be selfish, I called to cancel. I was almost shocked at how understanding he was, but we spent the rest of the evening texting about our would be date. On Saturday, he called to check on the sickling. We talked for a while and I assured him we would see each other soon enough.
Then a funny thing happened… I didn’t hear from him again. Turns out, New York dating is a lot like New York real estate. You wait too long to put in an offer and someone else will scoop it up. I haven’t decided whether I’m on or off the market again, but I suppose I’ll entertain any interesting offers.
dress: Wilfred Free, jacket: DVF, shoes: Sam Edelman, bag: Malini Murjani
Memorial Day weekend is just about a week away ushering in the unofficial beginning to summer. And summer signals the onslaught of short shorts, toned legs, and a lot of happy males. So, what are this summer’s most coveted short styles? Everything from a classic pair of blue jeans shorts- cut-off or classic, the return of the skort, and the questionable elongated shorts. No matter the occasion, there’s a short for that. Behold WhyDid’s Short Guide for summer.
- blue jean queen: 1. Victoria Beckham Denim Oversized Stretch Denim Shorts, 2. J. Crew Distressed Stretch Denim Shorts,3.J Brand Carly Mid-Rise Denim Shorts, 4. Current/Elliot The Bicycle Shorts, 5. A.P.C. Faded Denim Shorts
- print-cess pants: 1. Maison Scotch Hawaii Printed Shorts, 2. MSGM Multicolor Shorts, 3. Free People High Rise Culotte Shorts, 4. Mara Hoffman Athletic Shorts, 5. Diane von Furstenberg Naples Floral Shorts
- go long: 1. Crippen Ava Shorts, 2. Paul & Joe Nantua Floral Print Crepe Shorts, 3. EACH x OTHER Fabio Paleari Tuxedo Shorts, 4. Citizens of Humanity The Leah Shorts, 5. Tibi Kat Eyelet Shorts
- leather lover: 1. BLK DNM Leather Shorts, 2. Jonathan Simkhai Leather Shorts, 3. Rag & Bone Leather Pajama Shorts, 4. Maje Ennivre Lace Up Textured Leather Shorts, 5. Vince Perforated Leather Boxer Shorts
- run, girl: 1. Lovers + Friends Young Romance Shorts, 2. One Teaspoon Hendrix New Elastic Runner Shorts, 3. Zoe Karssen Tuxedo Leather Trimmed French Terry Shorts, 4. Pam & Gela Zip Detail Shorts, 5. Splendid Indigo Dye Shorts
- skort alert: 1. Vanessa Bruno Aimy Pleated Crepe Shorts, 2. JOA Asymmetrical Hem Shorts, 3. findersKEEPERS Midnight Lover Shorts, 4. CLU Draped Washed Silk Shorts, 5. Clover Canyon Palm Springs Shorts
Get it, shorty.
Spring in New York tends to be more fickle than the beautiful women who inhabit it. One minute it’s all sunshine and soft breeze. The next it’s dark storm clouds and running for cover. One must always stow a small umbrella in her bag and never become too attached to her blowout. When Figleaves was kind enough to send me some stellar swimwear, I could not wait to suit up. Problem is, it’s hardly warm enough for exposed limbs and there’s definitely not enough sunshine for SPF. So, when the second to last day of April gave us just one last monsoon to remind us who’s boss, we had to get creative. If rooftop poolparties aren’t in Mother Nature’s forecast for me, I’ll just have to make due with my own watering hole.
shirt:Lucca Couture, hat: Big Buddha, bathing suit: Huit c/o Figleaves, shorts: Joe’s Jeans, shoes: Steve Madden, sunglasses: Pucci, bag: Diane von Furstenberg, towel: Cynthia Rowley, bracelets: Alex and Ani
photos by Brian Schutza
In order to attend a fiesta, one must be ready to stand up, stand out, and salsa… or at least consume some. The best kind of frocks for fiestas happen to be colorful and embellished- two things that terrify most black uniformed New Yorkers. Fear not, colorphobes. I’m not talking quinceanera kind of couture. Think casual, perfectly paired with strappy, flat leather sandals, big hoops, a stack of bangles, and a taco. En fuego.
1. Candela Coco Maxi Dress, 2. Vix Swimwear Agra Pia Short Dress, 3. MICHAEL Michael Kors Strapless Broderie Cotton Voile Dress, 4. VAVA by Joh Han Deanna Off the Shoulder Dress, 5. Diane von Furstenberg Chios Macramé Cotton Blend Dress, 6. Collettte by Collette Dinnigan Daisy Dots Broderie Anglaise Voile Dress, 7. d.Ra Sayuri Dress, 8. Mara Hoffman Fitted Tank Dress, 9. Etoile Isabel Marant Bloom Woven Cotton Blend Mini Dress, 10. Camilla V Neck Asymmetrical Hem Dress
When one thinks of shredded jeans, I assume that most file destroyed denim under completely casual. To be honest, I treat some of my destroyed denim like my own version of sweatpants. A particular pair that reign as queen bee of my cluttered closet and are often the first thing I pull out for morning dog walking duty also happen to be the very same pair I pull out to wear with a tiny top and high heels for an evening out. So, you see, distressed denim truly can go from day to night. I’ve never worked at a job where I had to wear a “suit” (that’s the beauty of the fashion industry, kids), but when I worked in a sad grey cube at Henri Bendel, we were supposed to follow a few simple guidelines like, I don’t know: don’t look like an asshole or wear flip flops. One of the clauses when distressed denim became one of our biggest sellers in store was that we could wear it… so long as it was one of our vendors… and most certainly not with flip flops- not even Havaianas. So, full circle: destroyed denim can be both very downtown as well as totally dressed up.
blazer: Dian von Furstenberg, blouse: Philosophy, jeans: DIY (learn how here), bag: Rafe, shoes: Carlos by Carlos Santana, sunglasses: Ray-Ban, bracelets: alex and ani, necklace: Maya Brenner
photos by Brian Schutza