PUFFERY

I've never given much thought to coats before moving to the snow globe that is NYC, but during this "feels like -1" weather, it's been the only thing on my mind. Yesterday I finally broke down and got one of these things, and let me tell you, it's pretty much the warmest thing since sliced bread.

I do like that it is navy with a bit of sheen (as opposed to matte black) and has an interesting "puff" pattern. Details, details details = $, $, $. But secret...! it's a FUBU kids jacket I got for 8 bucks at the corner Salvation Army. After plucking off a few dastardly crystals (ew 1999 Britney), I bet no one can tell.

Now I'm all EFF YEW winter, I'll wear what I want. I'LL EVEN WEAR SHORTS. HA.

HA HA HA HA HA HA.

anddddd..ddd...d..d... the best part is that I can totally do the happy penguin dance.

(flap flap flap your arms at your sides)

1. Navy Fubu Puffer 2. Ann Taylor Silk Blouse 3. Black v-neck from Ross 5 years ago 4. Vintage menswear stripe shorts (thrifted) 5. UO black stirrup/ballet leggings 6. Vintage Bass white oxfords (thrifted)

BLUE VELVET

Happy 2010!



We started off low-key at Ontario bar, ringing in the new year to Das Racist's Combination Pizza Hut and Taco Bell, which was pretty much our jam for 2009. I nabbed a new year's crown, black ostrich feather and gold kazoo, and then decided I was ready to head to The Woods for some serious dancing UNTIL 5 AM PEOPLE. You probably remember me as the girl with the balloon tied around my wrist.

Now on to those resolutions...

CAN I JUST SAY

that Karen Elson looks UH-mazing.

h & m

lula

Kind of making me rethink my anti-red hair plans.

BALMAIN, TOO MUCH OF AN OK THING

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.


photo 1, photo 2, photo 3

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.

SOUTHERN COMFORTS, BISCUITS AND GRAVY

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.

1. Urban Outfitters zipper seagull dress, borrowed scarf, Ross v neck sweater, Natural Comfort platforms
2. Urban Outfitters zipper seagull dress, borrowed necklace, Gap wool cardi, HUE tights, Natural Comfort platforms

SNOW AND PERRIER

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.