So that thing that people talk about where they need time to digest a collection with the purpose of achieving stuff like perspective and maybe even the ability to apply concepts to real life didn’t factor in at all with Isabel Marant’s FW. All that thin knit mating and inexplicable upper boob slit work and silver studding seemed immediately capable of filling multiple quietly gaping holes in my closet. And now the wait is over, really, finally over. This cozy shrunken sweater and warrior princess skirt were the standout pieces to me, shot on Pont Alexandre III for Seine nymph (those exist) vibes and also cause actually anything/one would look perfect there.
Arriving at Skylight at Moynihan Station, quite the beautiful traffic vortex, this place. It’s one of the more photogenic show venues in New York, what with the historic New York vibe contrasting against the stark industrial interior. Very important to set up coordinates of exactly where you’re going to meet your mode of transport afterwards otherwise you’ll probably perish wandering forlornly up and down 9th Avenue. Well, there are worse ways to go. You’ll at least have lots of company in the same boat.
See me equipped with my Sony Xperia Z tablet, my latest toy to keep me updated on the go. It sold itself on waterproof.
I really hope there was no almond butter on my face.
My pal Andrew Bevan escorted me in, which was my favorite. And hey, nice nude briefcase, Andrew, I like that.
Also my favorite was seeing beautiful Marie who I last met up with in Tokyo over the summer.
Fray in the front row.
Some of my favorite looks. Everything stiff and boxy is appealing to me right now, so that sheath dress is conversing with my soul. Same goes for the Lim-ified trench and duffle.
Sneaking out of the vortex.
Last shots in this outfit before dinner in the West Village. And finally the outfit details – Acne Mape biker jacket, Robert Rodriguez top, Étoile Isabel Marant foldover skirt, Céline wedges, Ray-ban Wayfarers, and Valentino monogrammed wrist clutch. Overall A+ afternoon.
presented in collaboration with Sony
photos by Colin Sokol
A taco salad/strawberry/coconut water picnic and apparently near yoga session wearing a new favorite tank from Brandy Melville. Something that I’m perhaps overly into right now is things with laser cutouts brushing their hems and if I can integrate that all into a tank and shorts set, even better. It’s all very specific.
From the last day in Rabat with that twinge of having to leave soon making everything around us that much more beautiful. Somehow the most pajama-like combination my suitcase had to offer was the only one I hadn’t worn yet. The loose pants I got in Paris back in March during a strategic Iro rampage, the top is yet another perfect Anine Bing basic.
(LF sweater, Iro Irwin skirt, vintage bag, Isabel Marant Carol sandals)
There’s an eerie knocking sound that storks make by tapping their beaks really quickly which, along with dead silence, was the only soundtrack to the hour spent wandering around the obviously super haunted ruins of Chellah outside of Rabat. I’m not sure if it was just luck that we went when it was so deserted – it’s definitely one of those overgrown cat-ruled type of spots that I try not to skip when visiting a new place. I really don’t know where to start with the Morocco posting, the volume of incredible things I saw makes it kind of like staring up a sheer cliff face. But new animal friends can’t be a bad place to set off from? Or something? I wore my current default sandals with that Iro skirt, an old cropped knit I packed last minute, and a bright woven bag I found at a swap meet in San Diego forever ago.
photos by Colin Sokol
(Céline Audrey sunglasses, Topshop suede top and shorts, Isabel Marant sandals)
I’ve been in beautiful Morocco for almost a week now, I can’t wait to share photos of everything I’ve seen and done here. I have never been more continuously awestruck and am maybe on the verge of losing the ability to process beauty properly. These shots were taken the day I left playing dressup while packing – love this little suede suit from Topshop’s festival collection!
From last weekend in beautiful Nassau! I was invited by The Cove Atlantis to hang out for a couple days where the only brain utilization necessary was deciding how to allocate time properly to falling asleep in a cabana, swimming with dolphins, wandering around the casino in terrified awe, feasting at Nobu, and swimming in the actually warm ocean. Don’t hate me too much, the trip was so nonstop that it was kind of over in an instant. I wore about three and a half scraps of clothing the whole time, mostly consisting of a Marysia bikini, Ark & Co. scalloped shorts, and an old season Isabel Marant dress I pounced on recently. That chain bedecked knee boot season was one of the best. Thank you to The Cove for spoiling us and the crew Matthew, Pamela Love, Rebecca Minkoff, Samantha Barks, Selita Ebanks, and Bryanboy for general hijinks. Cue the Instagram dot connectors!
photos by Colin Sokol and me
Coachella 2013! And that’s a wrap.
Wearing Acne Frame sunglasses, The Reformation Ozone dress and Dupre Top, Helmut Lang Chroma Drape Top, Ksubi leather shorts, Isabel Marant Carol sandals, BCBG Willow dress, Illesteva Leonard 2 sunglasses, Luv AJ Crystal Cross Necklace, Etoile Isabel Marant Layne shirt, and Converse Chucks. If I missed anything head to Ask.fm or FS.
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