Perhaps your need to be discreet regarding last night’s outfit is a bit more innocent than the aforementioned instance. After a beautiful dinner complete with across the table hand holding with your beau, you both awake with a hankering for Eggs Benedict, but seeing as you are not (as of yet) co-habitating, you’ve got to work with what you’ve got. And isn’t that what life is all about? A swanky dinner at Claudette called for the perfect little black dress (a favorite LBD of mine worn two ways here and here) and sexy stilettos. As stunning as you looked last night strolling past tables packed with wealthy Wall Street types and their girlfriends who smacked them for gawking, wearing the same thing this morning to Bubby’s may raise some eyebrows for entirely different reasons. An incredibly simple way to disguise your enticing ensemble is to simply tie a denim or chambray shirt around you (a flannel variation would work as well) and embrace the uptown/downtown amalgation by also embracing your bed head with a simple rope braid (learn how here). You’ll look so “devil may care” that the only reason someone’s head may turn this time is to figure out which tabloid star you are. Order a mimosa for me.
April showers brought May flowers… and more showers. So, when there were a couple of consecutive days of actual sunshine last week, I was certain to take advantage of them. When the weather warms up, habitually angry city dwellers suddenly become jovial, relaxed, and if you look very closely, you may even see some of them smiling. The West Village is prime for people watching. Restaurants expand their dining rooms out onto the sidewalks and seats outdoors become prime real estate. Spring in New York reminds us all why we suffer through bitter cold, slushy streets, and near hypothermia. It gives us just enough to fall back in love before cursing it again during sweltering summer months.
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
Now that we’ve basically kicked that whole wedge sneaker trend, celebrities, who have always been big fans of comfortable footwear, are gravitating towards a shoe that seems to be a hybrid between the classic flat and a comfortable sneaker. The slip on is essentially what it would look like if a ballet flat had one too many martinis and woke up next to a tennis shoe… nine months later. A style of shoe made most popular by skateboarders sporting Vans all over Southern California in the 1970’s, the casual shoe has been reinvented by designer brands like Saint Laurent, Givenchy and Prada. While the feel is definitely a bit more downtown, I get the feeling even uptown girls will be heading to Barney’s to shop the look.
To show a little more skin in this dress from For Love & Lemons, I scratched the catsuit and slipped into a silk slip. As soon as there was more skin showing, the level of drama was amped up. Mo’ skin, mo’ drama? Since it is still arctic, I added a fur jacket, gold chains, and a big bag to stow my scarf and gloves in between transit.