Tonight in Beverly Hills at the premiere of a short film produced by Miu Miu, “Muta”. Really eerie six minute short that slightly made you feel like you were going to turn into a zombie on the spot. But executed really well, of course..it’s Miu Miu. And the accessories were distracting enough to not make it too scary.
I wore a Therese Rawsthorne top knotted over a Zara skirt with Theyskens x Theory ankle strap platforms and Alexander Wang’s Jade box clutch. I got this shirt in New Zealand at one of my favorite stores Black Box Boutique last September – I love the cutout shoulders and for some reason it looks a million times better knotted than not. I think I just don’t really know what to do with properly crisp clothes so I have to sort of ruin them a bit to feel like myself.
I LOVED London. I hadn’t been since I was little and just thought it would be fun to explore with Colin for a few days..took me by surprise that every second was so full. My favorites were Bistrotheque in Shoreditch, Hyde Park on the coldest day and Brick Lane and Beach Blanket Babylon on the hottest, discovering that flower markets and buildings covered in plant life exist, Climpson & Sons coffee, personal shopping at the Oxford Circus Topshop, discovering Daylesford Organics (so going to the Aoyama location when I’m in Tokyo next month), seeing rhubarb yogurt as the only stocked flavor, entirely guessed conversations with taxi drivers, and pretty much everything about Broadway Market. Can’t wait to go back.
(Theory sweater, Isabel Marant shorts, L’Autre Chose wedges, Theyskens’ Theory messenger bag)
Picking up the latest Lula at Sherwood in West Hollywood ie. my favorite magazine stand in LA. The owner Dimitri stocks everything and if he doesn’t, he’ll do everything he can to obtain whatever you’re looking for…no matter how obscure. Even if it means direct calls to Brazil. Not quite sure how I’m going to celebrate the first day of Carmageddon…part of me wishes I was up on the helicopter ride above the 405 right now to see the emptiness for myself but I’ll have to entertain myself some other way.
(vintage shirt, Ksubi shorts, Isabel Marant sneakers)
Super simple today. I bought these sneakers at Creatures of Comfort on Melrose a few months ago and they’ve become my favorite shoes to do nothing types of activities in like buy ice around the corner or go to the farmer’s market. I saw the velcro version of them on Garance’s site last year and was slightly intrigued by the idea (and very entertained by the conversation they sparked), but apparently not enough to keep me from slightly forgetting they existed. So when I was just about to hand over my card when picking up some basics and saw these at the base of a mannequin nearby I did a double take and maybe slightly lunged at them in a really graceful way to try them on. I love the soft suede, the vague desert boot thing they have going on, and the more pared down look with the laces..and of course the hidden wedge that gives me the closest thing I’m going to get to my dream of being 5’9″ in flats.
(Topshop silk blazer, vintage slip, Marco Tagliaferri bag, Alexander Wang ‘Zoe’ oxfords, Whyred sunglasses)
Brick Lane was a spot I definitely wanted to make time for – vintage stores interspersed with kinda seedy other stores, people lining up around blocks for non-obvious reasons, dodging cars in a way that reminds you how precious life is (so very!), actively being recruited to eat curry every five feet (sorry, hate the stuff)…all made for a very sensory experience. Luckily I’m pretty nimble in these shoes. I had brought a leather jacket but peeled it off early on..did not expect London to get so warm, it kept on throwing me off. We energized with chai tea, and made our way down. I feel like there’s something interesting to look at every second in London’s alleys and markets and I took photos of odd corners and skyscapes until it was awkward. Came thisclose to buying a giant shaggy jacket before coming to grips with the fact that it wouldn’t even fit in Colin’s suitcase at this point (yes I am the awful type of girlfriend that smashes clothes into others’ luggage). I wore this blush pink silk blazer I’d bought at THE Topshop in Oxford Circus over my most ancient slipdress..tried to counteract the wispiness of it all with my trusty Marco Tagliaferri bag, oversized watch, and the sensible shoes.
I saw this Miu Miu bag in the window walking along Rue St Honoré – the store had already closed so I didn’t get to actually “try it on” but I love the strange curvy kisslock closure and oversized shape…I can’t get it out of my head and of course it’s nowhere to be seen online yet. I wonder if it comes with a strap? I definitely like it more as a gigantic clutch.
At the Jardin du Luxembourg, a most pleasant place to sit and judge pigeons. Wearing a little black dress by ba&sh (again) with my Steve Madden wedges. These were by far the highest heels I had brought with me and they did the trick looking alright with anything.
I love the subtle texture and curved pleating on this dress.
It had started raining at this point and everyone had already scattered to where they were going to scatter to. We took these before it became a full downpour. Gotta thank the fickle weather for providing such a blank green space in the middle of a massive public area.
I must have either have lost or sold off my denim shirt stash cause I never see them lying around anymore. So when I came across this one while making my way through the selection at The Kooples, it reminded me that I might wear one if only it were in my general mess radius. The overdyed pocket marks and a level of softness that could only have been achieved by significant battering make it a little bit more special too. Wore it with my black Zara skirt and cat eyes.
I picked up these loafers shopping on Oxford Street the day before and awkwardly performed a quick exchange/balancing act on the street immediately thereafter. So much walking to be done here that I’ve learned switching your shoes a couple times a day makes it less likely you’ll fill them up with blood by day’s end. The more evenly you abuse your feet the better, obviously. I’m liking them paired up with shorts and dresses because they are like the foot equivalent of eyeglasses, thereby freeing up options in the hemline department. Not that I really have ever let that stop me in the past but still.
Mostly for my suitcase’s benefit and maybe also partially cause I didn’t really feel like shopping, I didn’t buy anything aside from a blueberry smoothie while exploring Notting Hill. But it’s exactly as beautiful as you want it to be in real life. That’s always a little surprising when it happens.
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