The unofficial start of summer, Memorial Day, is upon us (the official start of summer is June 21) wherein I realize I have been like the grasshoppers rather than ants all spring. Meaning, while everyone packs up their cars, boards the Luxury Liner or (shudder) the LIRR, I’m left waving goodbye and cursing myself for not having thought ahead to make plans or get a boyfriend. It’s not all a loss though, I won’t suffer through the hell that is Hamptons traffic and there is a pool two blocks away that will be potentially slightly less crowded. And just because I may be catching my Vitamin D all by my lonesome doesn’t mean I have to look like it. Perhaps I could even fool myself into believing that I’m on my own very exclusive private island called Manhattan.
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.
Maybe you aren’t the “sequin dress” kinda gal (really?) or maybe you just haven’t had the time or funds to go out and fetch yourself a sparkly ensemble. That’s no reason for you to be anything less than bright this evening. Whether you’re a little sparkle shy or simply looking for a last minute fix, there are several ways to shine. Grab a jewel encrusted clutch, put on your party shoes, or just add some sparkle to your peepers to spruce up any look. You aren’t a wallflower so you certainly shouldn’t look like one.
You know what I like almost as much as cashmere sweaters, puppies, and unicorns? Boots! A great pair of boots (or twenty) makes winter and the impending arctic ice storms (almost) bearable. In addition to the standard short black bootie, knee high boots, and riding boots, there are four trend heavy boots I’ve picked up on for this fall…and you should too. Toss one (or two, or three, or four) of these styles into your regularly scheduled program to kick things up a bit (had to).
I may have spent my childhood growing up in Florida, but I always had an attraction to too all things knitwear. I remember wishing the thermometer would dip below sixty so I could find good reason for wearing sweaters so carefully selected by my doting grandma (Mee Maw), who lived up north and must’ve thought that even her granddaughter in the Sunshine State might catch cold without the proper attire. I recall one sweater specifically. It was a kelly green number embellished with some type of gold coin like discs that I wore as a tunic over a pair of black and white houndstooth stirrup (yes, stirrup) leggings. See, even as an adolescent I knew the difference between leggings and pants.
As an adult, I had the privilege of taking my sweater obsession even further when I worked in knitwear product development for Henri Bendel’s famously fabulous cashmere. I now know more about weaves, wefts, and fibers than I’d like to admit. So, while there is a small window where we, northerners, will enjoy all that is fall before we trade in our cardigans for sleeping bag coats, I can’t deny my delight in draping myself in cozy cashmere and lofty knits.