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Why Did You Wear That: I Got the Hook Up

By Kirsten|September 26th, 2013|Personal Style, Why Did You Wear That?|

I always argue that I live in the West Village, though my address teeters terribly close to the streets that fill with drunken girls in stilettos and inappropriately and unseasonably short bejeweled bandage dresses and the men who love them on the weekends. Then one day, I noticed the banner (conveniently sponsored by my building’s management company) affixed to the lamppost on my corner welcoming all to the trendy Meatpacking District. “Live Well!” it decrees. If you mean paying six dollars for a bag of salt and vinegar potato chips at the corner deli and navigating through fanny pack clad Midwestern tourists while avoiding the stench of street carts, then, why yes, you can live very well in this neighborhood.

…And then I received a packet in my mailbox. It was officially welcoming me to the Meatpacking District complete with a Hookup Card. I can’t. And yet, I do. When I first came to New York before my senior year of college, the Meatpacking District was exactly what its name suggests. There was meat on the ground and it smelled and it was not yet infiltrated with Lulu Lemon and the stroller pushing mothers who wear it. It was gritty and scary and fun. It was the old New York. But as much as I complain about it, I love where I live… so long as I always walk south when exiting my building, unless heading to Sephora or Soho House. I’m glad I’ve lived here long enough to know the difference and to be able to bitch about it.

dress: American Apparel, jacket: c/o American Living (similar here), socks: Xhiliration (similar here), boots: Dolce Vita (similar here), bag: Balenciaga

Holla if ya hear me.

xx,

WhyDid

Photo Credit: Michael Stiegler

Why Did You Wear That: Work in Progress

By Kirsten|August 2nd, 2013|Personal Style, Why Did You Wear That?|

When I first came to New York, it was a very different place. I spent the summer as an intern at Escada, living in a sublet studio apartment on West 49th Street. Other than sleeping and going to work, I didn’t spend much time in that neighborhood known as Hell’s Kitchen. The majority of my first Manhattan adventures happened right where I live today. Back when the Meatpacking District lived up to its illustrious moniker, we stepped over pools of blood and hunks of meat in our stilettos before making it to our final destination. During that time, before Buddha Bar moved in and skyrocketed the rent, our friends and designers had their studios on Little West 12th Street, which is where more than many of our New York City nights began. We’d drink and dance and swap out our Midwestern garb for the stylings of our fashionable friends. When the clock struck midnight, we didn’t head home like Cinderella. That’s when our evening began. This was the era when rubbing elbows with an Olsen and sitting down to rest your feet only to find Roberto Cavalli seated beside you was commonplace. Unlike LA, no one here bothered to bat an eyelash. (more…)

Why Did You Date Him: Cat Scratch Fever

By Kirsten|June 16th, 2010|Why Did You Date Him?|

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For years women have endured the cat calls, whistles, and obnoxious shout outs from men on the street. It’s so common in NYC, that I actually no longer even hear it. When people are in from out of town they are appalled by the suggestive, aggressive, and offensive commentary.

Well, the other night, we decided to flip the script. We started treating men like the pieces of meat they’ve been treating us as from the moment we started wearing training bras. Surprisingly, our method was incredibly effective. We had a 95% return on our obnoxious commentary, which is sort of disturbing. It seems that men actually found it incredibly amusing… even (gasp) charming when we hurled lusty dialogue in their direction. Perhaps men appreciated the ladies doing the “work” for once, though I’d hardly consider telling someone to “take their top off” work.

Don’t believe me? Oh, well, don’t you worry… we documented it (obvsies):

And there you have it, my friends. Apparently, that’s all it takes.

Nice ass!

xx,

WhyDid

Why Did You Wear That: Don’t you look Darling?

By Kirsten|December 2nd, 2009|Why Did You Wear That?|

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Basically, if a store could resemble my dream closet it would look like the inside of Darling. Owner, Ann French Emonts, a former costume designer for Broadway and theater, has really found a way to mix fashion forward pieces with chic vintage. She has even created her own private label dress line that compliments Darling’s style.

From date tops and blouses, to dresses and skirts, Darling has got you covered. Top off your latest fashion find with some carefully chosen accessories. Not only will you look fantastic, you will not break the bank. With tops ranging from $50-$225 and dresses from $98-$495, everyone can afford to look stunning.

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Feeling a little weary of your own fashion sense? The shopgirls or Darling are seasoned pro’s. They will put you in something flattering for whatever body type and whatever occassion.

Check out Darling’s Little Black Dress Party this Thursday, December 3rd or come visit with us during Why Did You Wear That?’s One Year Anniversary party on Thursday, December 10th.

Darling

1 Horatio Street

New York, NY 10014

xx,

WhyDid

WhyDid Wisdom: Moving Right Along…

By Kirsten|November 2nd, 2009|WhyDid Wisdom|

In my mere four years of living in New York City, I’ve lived in SIX different apartments. I’ve basically lived all the way up and down the westside. First there was our summer sublet on 63rd and West End, followed by my first solo apartment right smack dab in the middle of Meatpacking. When I could no longer take the bottle popping noise from Wednesday through Sunday, I moved up to proper Chelsea to one of my very favorite apartments ever. Unfortunately, the owner sold it and I was back on the apartment hunt. I was, then, lucky enough to spend the next year living with one of my best college girlfriends. At the end of that lease we both made the incredibly wise decision to move in with our significant others (sense the sarcasm?). I moved into a beautiful apartment in Tribeca, where I lived for the past six months. I thought this was the last stop on the train (at least for a while). I painted and decorated and made a beautiful home… and then, the fairytale turned more into a horror story. When things crumbled for good, I again, was on the prowl for the perfect apartment.

Luckily, with the help of a couple amazing girlfriends, I managed to secure the holy grail as far as apartments for single girls in the city go. We had looked at several different apartments and felt more discouraged the more we looked. Finally, we opened the door to the last one, and as cheesy as it sounds, we all teared up and knew this was “the one.” So now, here I am in my new home with my loyal sidekick (my pup). Now that the boxes are unpacked, it’s time to decorate. Feeling the need for a serious change (and not the kind that involves chopping/dying of my hair), I have decided to ditch my typical Moroccan/Bohemian look and have decided to go for “Mod Glam.” My furniture (which I refuse to part with) is a bit modern, with clean lines, while my color scheme, pillows, and rugs suggest more of an old Hollywood glamorous feel. Therefore, I have decided to combine them to create my very own girly space. Below are some photos where I pulled my inspiration.

gasl_herrera_11 apartment therapy 44492499 ccover-720911 12070_EX1 And while I lay awake on the morning of my move, full of anxiety… What did I do? I ordered chandeliers, of course!! I stumbled upon a website called www.gallery802.com where I was able to score TWO for under $300.

a46-370-4 A46-387BLUE So while I lick my wounds and let my little broken heart heal, I will at least have a great space to sip pink champagne and gossip with the girls. Your living space can certainly make all the difference in your daily outlook. A healthy living environment means a healthy you.

xx,

WhyDid

P.S. I clearly consider myself a bit of a “moving expert” at this point. So, if you ever have questions or need suggestions, I’m your girl.

www.flatrate.com (highly recommend)- they may seem a bit more expensive, but it’s well worth it. I had a HORRIFIC experience with Oz Moving this go around.

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