Monthly Archives: December 2010

Russian Doll

Every time I come home I discover some fabulous vintage piece left by either my Grandmother or my Great-Grandmother, each equally fabulous in their own right.  Over Thanksgiving, I found some black leather Ferraegamo purses that had barely been touched and I now use one of them everyday.

But today I found a something that rivals it.  A hat.  For those of you who know me, as much as I would love to be, I am not a hat person.  It is very difficult for me to find one that I think fits my face and looks good on me.  Today while dressing all in black to head out into the vicious cold weather to go vintage shopping, I decided to try on my Grandmother’s Christian Dior mink hat.  It has been propped up on a shelf in my room like a museum piece for years now, the first time I tried it on it didn’t fit and I guess I never tried again after that.

I felt the urge to try it on again, praying it would at least fit, let alone look good.

I’m in love.

It is seriously so warm and cozy and chic I want to wear it every day.  To the beaches in Cape Cod and classrooms at FIT.

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An Ode to the Seventies

Marc Jacobs has inspired me once again.  Though this time it was to, dare I say it, brush my hair.

I have the kind of hair where if you brush it rather than comb it, it looks like I stepped out of the 1970’s and was electrocuted, at the same time.  It has the ability to be perfectly straight, and hold curls and waves very well, but bring a brush anywhere near it and all semblance of tidiness goes away.

But for Marc Jacob’s Spring 2011 show, the models had hair like that.  It was huge, very Grace Coddington-esque, and quite fun and beautiful.  I loved that it was very free and wild but the models still looked polished.

So then today, while bored at home (in NYC I would have done something productive, like shopping or visiting a museum), I decided it was necessary to brush my hair and give it a shot.

I kind of love it?

I’m not sure if it is socially acceptable given the fact I am not a major fashion icon (yet) or even fashion personality, but I feel very happy-go-lucky with it, and it’s surprisingly soft.

So now I am hoping the 70’s will come back and our days of straightening our hair every morning can be a thing of the past!

 

Marc’s Way:

My Way:

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The Tourist

Yesterday was my last day in New York City for about two weeks, and I decided to brave it uptown for a chance to see the windows.  I usually hate going to touristy places like Times Square, Rockefeller Center, Herald Square, Union Square, etc. for fear of being trampled or eaten alive, or something of that nature.

But the Bergdorf Goodman windows were calling, no, beckoning me.  I had to see them before I left, those and the Barney’s windows on Madison Ave. are my favorites.

I had heard excellent things about Bergdorf’s windows and had seen images online, but nothing is like seeing the huge elaborate windows which took thousands of painstaking hours to make, in person.  I felt I owed it to the stores and the designers to make my way up there and fight the throngs of tourists clogging 5th and Madison Avenue.

It was completely worth it.  The Bergdorf windows were absolutely stunning.  They have an amazing ability to mix in the gorgeous clothes which were shown last February into these whimsical designs and creations and make a cohesive window which does not over power the clothing.  Even with moving parts, music, glitter, horses, telescopes and crocodiles with diamonds in their eyes, the clothes are still front and center, creating a deep desire to own them and live in this wonderful fantasy world as they do.

The Barney’s windows have a special place in my heart as well, because I am such a foodie and the store was wishing everyone a “Foodie Holiday”.  Because of that I loved the giant papier mache chefs in snuggies and Paula Deen with butter in her pockets, and Anthony Bourdain with a smug look on his tanned face.  The Illy window was extremely well done and could have easily looked like a Project Runway challenge gone awry, but with Simon Doonan leading the team of window dressers, it looked beautiful.

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Ball Gown Skirt + Led Zeppelin Shirt, Don’t Mind if I Do

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jewelry Close Up:

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Vogue. Day 2.

I felt the second day called for an all black ensemble, I am at a fashion magazine after all.

I chose this black Saks Fifth Ave. jumpsuit and pinned one of my great-grandmothers rhinestone pins on the lapel, and topped it off with black suede Chanel loafers.

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Vogue Day 1 Ensemble

Basically everything I am wearing is Urban Outfitters or Anthropologie (I get a great discount…) and the boots were from this random shoe store on 7th Ave.

I swear I am going to have an anxiety attack trying to figure out my outfit everyday…

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I’ve been waiting seven years to say this…

Today is my first day at Vogue.

Yes, that Vogue.  I will be interning there for the Winter and Spring semester, so be sure to look forward to many more editorial (read Vogue) posts, not that I don’t have enough already…

But needless to say, I am probably the most excited I have ever been.  Ever.

The weeks in between the offer and today have been extremely stressful with finals, projects, work, and my previous internship taking up my life, but I am excited to be one test away from being done with school, and able to focus solely on one thing.

I have an addiction to magazines.  I could live the rest of my life doing nothing but reading (devouring) them and I would want nothing more.  So working at one again, especially my favorite, is kind of a dream come true, not to be absolutely cliche.

I actually cannot believe that I will be walking into the Conde Nast building three days a week.  I always used to walk past it with such reverence, thinking, “This is where I am meant to end up.”

And who knows.  Maybe I am.

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