I can’t even click in Zara’s direction without ordering the next piece I’ve convinced myself will bring together my spring wardrobe. An allure strong enough to validate a skort is never nothing – I love the clean lines and wrap effect going on here. I wore it with a paper thin leather top by J Brand and the sandals I barely took off last summer because it’s completely spring in LA and I couldn’t be happier about it.
I’ve been addicted to these two pieces together this past week. Suede boots for day and mirrored foot corsets for night, one of the easier outfit transitions that’s gone down in my backseat. There’s a sentence that didn’t need to sound as dirty as it did. Anyway, a few of us went to go celebrate Bryan’s birthday a few days early in Malibu and the random weeknight reservation made for a perfectly quiet-except-for-us cabana experience. The Fords are fun and all but the real best accessory for airy type clothing has to be a pair of infernal heat lamps. Lincoln Center in February, please take note.
Yesterday morning I stopped by Swedish transplant Anine Bing‘s studio in Silverlake, something I’ve been meaning to do for so long now. Her designs are simple and casual but the details make everything feel special – slightly roided out zippers, a bare bones moccasin done in pony hair, tshirts with heathered stripes. Everything seemed like it would be such an obvious addition to my frantically running around LA during the day section of my closet. And that biker jacket! How was I without it for so long, I can’t even compute.
(Iro Zayne dress, Barbara Bui bucket bag)
Shot these on Sunday after flying in from London in the afternoon. I dropped my bags off at my house, threw on this little Iro dress I got in Paris, and got the hell out of there before my bed started whispering everything alluring to me. Managed to make it through drinks and a dimly lit dinner before everything transitioned into slow motion and effective human interaction was no longer an option. But no jet lag! Score.
Iro is one of my favorite French brands, I visited their shop in Le Marais twice to make sure I had scoured it the right amount. And I feel like I’m 80 percent more Coachella ready because of it. The best non-boring everyday pieces, and yay now they’re finally opening a store in New York. If you’re wondering how difficult it was to force myself to choose the army green over the white, it was right around a level 9.
(Sonia Rykiel jacket, J Brand leather pants, Balenciaga cutout boots)
There was one sunny day in Paris, it required Vèlib rentals and flat boots for freedom purposes and a suffocatingly warm jacket by Sonia Rykiel that I actually hardly took off the whole week. I’m probably the sixteen thousandth person to say this but there really is no better way to see the city and also almost die every other second than to glide through the streets on a bike. I’ve stayed in Le Marais a few times now but was able to discover such entire new pockets of it this time around.
At beautiful Pont Notre Dame. Missing Paris already – I’m home in LA for a few days, next up London!
photos by Colin Sokol
(JW Anderson for Topshop denim shirt, Theysken’s Theory denim shorts, Topshop boots)
Made out pretty huge at the new Topshop at The Grove, this shirt being the score I was most triumphant about. So clean and just nautical enough, I love how asexual it is buttoned all the way up. If only because it invites balancing that factor out with the tiniest shorts I own (saying a lot). Perfect for a winter day in Venice Beach.
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