All posts filed under: Fashion Week

Outfits of New York

I tried guys, I really tried. I did my best to narrow down the street style looks of New York fashion week, I wanted to limit them to something like 50 so that I can make the post “50 best looks of NYFW” but I couldn’t and you’ll understand why when you see the following 135 (yes, hundred and thirty five) looks. I couldn’t leave any of them out. In my defense though, there were around 500 so I still call this a triumph. (To check them all, head over to my pinterest.) Trends to take note of: FURS (capitalized, it was that big), all grey, all neutrals, turtlenecks under everything, midi knit dresses paired with oversized coats and flats, long assymetrical sweaters over tapered pants and finally bare legs, if you dare. Final word; kudos to everyone who attended the shows looking this good in the middle of a polar vortex. Apparently love of fashion not only feeds you (SATC) but keeps you warm too.

Mais Oui, C’est Paris!

The best part of fashion week (month) is that it actually comes to an end. It’s hard to believe but after 28 days of fashion overload and literally making me sick on the last day (coincidence?) it’s finally over. The trends to study and endless shopping lists are perpetual; however now it’s easier to examine the Paris Fashion Week street style, which seemed like it’s never going to come to a close. Get your moodboards and yellow legal pads out, time to take notes: I already have the oxfords (look alikes) above so one down, a million to go!

Stella McCartney Spring/Summer 2015

I have the utmost respect for people who are good at their job. So good that it makes you think it’s doable, it’s easy, so much that if you try it, you’ll probably nail it. Pardon moi for the language but nail it my ass, those people are the ones who actually work the hardest and achieve the unattainable – a collection that looks so comfortable and unfettered it’s hard not to want to be in it. Or on it. Maybe even near it. I’m pretty sure just touching it will offer a level of serenity. I want to pull a Marlon Brando (A Streetcar Named Desire) and yell out Steelllaaaa!!