BIG BIG HUGS to Jane Keltner, fashion news editor at Teen Vogue, who has the awesome skill of reading my mind. In a brief one page manifesto in the Dec/Jan issue, she offers an informed and pleasant critique of what she (and now I) dubs THE BALMAINETTES.
You know them, you love them, you loathe them. Copycats clothed in black minis, serious shooties, and rockstar attitude, it's the night time version of the "model off-duty" look. And quite frankly, I am so bored. Not all of us want a badass uniform.
Give me something fresh, individualistic and smidge more subtle, so that, you know, I can feel something. Or think something.
Oh Jane, it feels good to know that I am not alone.
I'm just gonna go ahead and declare this my brunch dress.
I always seem to end up there.
Once I had a sister day with Rachel. We went to Lodge where I had biscuits with veggie sausage and gravy and Rachel had some sort of grits and pork thing (ew). We differ on matters both fashion and food.
I went as Miu Miu with seagull prints and platforms.
Rachel was Ralph Lauren Pocahontas + 90s baby backpack.
Another day I had unexpected brunch with Ben and his old roommate who designs textile prints for OshKoshB'gosh (how awesome is that?!). These mustard tights make my life.
We went to Anima where I had a frittata with goat cheese and fresh veggies and the bartender treated us to a round of "morning shots," aka chocolate cakes? I'm not sure, I think they were vodka.
Lemme just say that it is snowing like crazy here in NYC. Since I hail from the sunny (and warm) south, I pretty much count this as my first real snow!
I love how it glitters. SNOW.IS. AMAZING.
During hibernation house cleaning today, I found this bit of inspiration I pulled from PAPER magazine a couple of months ago. ALSO AMAZING! LIKE SNOW! BUT NOW IN NON-MELTING, 2D VERSION!
The scroll-iness is sort of art nouveau-y (and honestly, who doesn't love art nouveau?), but there is something more rigid and art deco-y going on too. Does this mean it is really arts and crafts? Art history majors, please give me your expert opinions.
The green is much more intense than my non-flash picture allows, which is an apt choice. The green bottle is unmistakeably identified to the bubbly stuff. That and my grandmother's house, where bottles and bottles were stored under an antique pie safe.
As is the case with inspirations, I am now on the hunt for Perrier.