This Sunday, the Easter Bunny will come to town and bestow upon us lots of calories we probably never needed, but will enjoy every moment intaking them. With him comes Easter bonnets and pretty pastels which also happen to be one of this spring’s biggest trends. So, whether you celebrate Easter or Passover… or you’re just in it for the Cadbury eggs, pastel is a perfect way to usher in this very stubborn spring.
There was no coincidence or irony involved when the saying, “April showers bring May flowers,” was coined. Not only has Susan Miller deemed this April as calamitous, we are set for a very literally stormy thirty days. Weather becomes more unpredictable than the stock market or my PMS and one has no choice but to prepare for battle wearing the right protective armor. The number or umbrellas that I’ve left behind in a taxi or have been stolen from the courtesy bins at the front of restaurants is innumerable. My current umbrella, which is up for the taking outside of my front door, is a blue semi broken contraption given to me by a bartender at Bakehouse. But none of this means you need to navigate the rain looking like a wet rat. Invest in a sturdy and stylish pair of boots, a tailored waterproof coat, and an umbrella that you’ll be more conscious of keeping safe.
Every girl needs a bag within which she can lug around all kinds of things that a man would never fathom being necessary on a day to day basis. We stow little items that may very well come in handy when handling an unaccounted for crisis. You call them frivolous, we say functional. It is the Girl Scout motto afterall, “Always be prepared.”
And with this 90′s resurgence it’s no wonder we are revisiting the backpack bonanza from last year. This time, however, it seems just about every designer that’s ever played in the handbag arena has thrown his/her pack in the ring. From Mr. Wang to MK and Ashley, there are backpacks crafted from studded leather to luxe leopard. Take your pack—er, pick. But will you be partaking in this trend? Or is it something we should leave back in social studies class?
On the upside: they do look pretty cute and who doesn’t want yet another chance to channel Cher Horowitz? It’s also great to just fling that baby on your shoulders and continue making overly dramatic hand gestures in conversation without that pesky handbag getting in the way. However, have you ever tried retrieving something from your stylish sack while it’s still in place on your back? Awkward. Trust me, you won’t be going for your iPhone nearly as often(which, could be another one to add to the upside). And along with looking like the teenage freak that you once were while trying to fetch a stick of Big Red from your satchel, backpacks pose as open invitations to pickpocketers, especially in a city like New York.
As mad for plaid as I am? So are Hedi Slimane of Saint Laurent, Rossella Jardini of Moschino, and Mr. Lagerfeld himself. But if you tossed that old school uniform or it doesn’t quite fit the way it did as a teen, do not fret. Perhaps it’s time to be the teacher rather than the pupil and there are some very grown up ways to add plaid that are more collegiate than kindergarten. Let me school you for a moment. Pop a varsity jacket on with distressed denim and pumps, add a plaid jumper over a turtleneck, or polish off those penny loafers- but never forget your over the knee socks. (Pro-tip: for cooler climates, layer over the knee socks atop sheer stockings in the same shade or patterned color family). Pick a piece or two to achieve the look, but don’t go for extra credit by overdoing it. You should look subtly nostalgic, not like you just stepped out of a time machine.
I normally carry a bag so large it’s a wonder I haven’t exacerbated my adolescent scoliosis. I mean, one never knows when one may need a notebook, business card, energy bar, or rape whistle (one must always carry a rape whistle). On evenings out, especially in the northeast when the weather turns to slippery slush and we are relegated to bundling ourselves in massive coats of wool, fur, leather, and cashmere to merely tolerate the bone chilling cold in hopes of drowning our sorrows with overpriced cocktails, space which is already at a premium in a city like New York becomes exiguous. Sure there are coat checks and clever cubbies cut into the backs of banquettes, but do you really wanna cram your Céline into a dark cavern alongside some chick’s Canal Street knockoff in the off chance that yours will mysteriously go “missing”? Just like when the meathead at the bar asks if he can buy you a lemon drop, the answer is, “No.” Instead of carrying your everyday bag that could double as a carry-on (and on occasion has), opt for the handheld version commonly called a clutch. Just be sure to hold onto it rather than leaving it in a puddle of condensation on the table credit cards et al.