Whenever I buy a few new pieces I have a habit of going into my whole collection of things — whether it’s clothes, shoes, jewelry or whatever — and reassessing the stock, which includes, but is not limited to, unfolding and refolding, trying things on, paring looks up, etc. It reads like this whole illicit affair where clothes are the contraband and I’m the mastermind standing over the pile, smoking a cigarette (I don’t smoke) and nodding my head like ‘good job, but do better’ in a foreign accent.
When I did it this season, surprisingly, 70% of everything I’m wearing now is white. The other 30%: black, gray and blue. It’s like my emotional range…if it were hanging on a rack. (That’s open for interpretation.) is it a problem? I guess not since I’m over three. However, repeatedly seeing a woman dressed in all white might be a problem for seniors over 75 living in the area. “Dear Rose, it’s not your time, it’s just me again on my way to dinner.”
Pictured: Charlotte Di Calypso, Jade Jackson
Need to pee? Why wait? Someone’s in the bathroom, that’s why.
There are lots of things in this life that are worth waiting for: the right guy/girl, 8-10 business days for shipping, the time it takes for your bangs to grow out, but not the bathroom. I hate waiting for the bathroom.
The bathroom is like a private oasis, the porcelain palace – when you live alone. But when you live with other people or have guests or are in a hostel, it’s an outhouse. It’s a public restroom in a private residence. Every trip is like a hostage situation: get in, resolve the situation with minimal property damage, make sure not too much time gets killed, and get out. But when there’s a line for the bathroom even swat needs a strategy.
Roksanda Fall 2015
Being ‘stuck in the middle’ never seems to work out well for anyone. No one wants the middle airplane seat, which means armrest-wrestling and staring past noses for an entire flight. Every love triangle I’ve ever seen on a daytime talk show ended in tears. And I once got stuck between a rock and a hard place and it took me forever to figure out what I wanted off the menu. Now that it’s Hump Day, sorting out the existential crisis about whether to lament that only 2 weekdays have passed or celebrate that only 2 are left, is not how I recommend you spend the better part of your Wednesday. Instead, shop a half off sale. Now that Kate Spade Saturday is going out of biz, they’ve slashed prices on all their goods by 40%, while other retailers like Mango, Zara and Loft are still offering up items from their end of season sales at 50% off or more. Happy Hump Day hunting.
Turtlenecks aren’t everyone’s favorite thing to wear. Your shoulders look like they’re giving birth to your head, and your neck starts sweating in any room warmer than 60 degrees like you’re always hiding something. But, it’s a cold weather staple, and a few designers embraced the style last fall turning it into a micro trend. This season, however, turtlenecks showed up in almost every fall 2015 collection. Most designers didn’t style one and done. The high knit necks were layered under other pieces that leveraged the t-neck’s historical dorkiness so much they would make Howard Wolowitz look like a sartorial savant. Here’s a brief lesson in layering the turtleneck for 2015 according to this season’s NYFW runways using Topshop’s ribbed polo turtleneck. Click the pic to purchase the additional layers.
You know who you are.The last time you wore a logo was on your college sweatshirt. You care more about a label’s ethically sourced materials than their twitter followers. And you love name-dropping lesser-known fashion brands because you’re tired of everyone jocking Givenchy. You’re a millennial brand snob.
The recession made us all frugal so if we’re going to invest a portion of our monies into an It bag and sacrifice eating meat a couple nights a week, it’s not going to be on something too overstated that we’ll hate next season. Maybe the usual big designer brands are just too closely connected with pre-recession over-indulgence or they’ve just outworn their welcome. But for the kind of understated luxury that isn’t hackneyed and millennial approved, you have to shop the most coveted cult favorites, especially when it comes to bags. Here are my top 14 picks. Click the bag to buy.
The Row Fall 2014
Just, don’t go outside. The east coast is on the edge of another ‘Polar Vortex’ so don’t go outside unless it’s an emergency (i.e Armageddon or The Rapture or a 98% off Celine sample sale). Went out for a slice of pizza Wednesday night, came back with a baby-sized sled. If you have to go to work, call out and tell them that you died. By the time you would’ve gotten to work it would’ve been true anyway. Grab one of the blankets from The Row’s fall 2014 collection and bunker down. There’s enough Seamless and binge-watch-able Netflix series to keep us till March.
According to new reports, New York Fashion Week is officially moving, which doesn’t come as much of a surprise since there’s been a cold war going on between residents who use (or used to use) the converted Damrosch Park before or between it crawling with giraffe legged models and peacocking fashion professhs.
However, since the dispute officially went from cold war to legal war, the Supreme Court of the State of New York recently ruled in favor of the park advocates, citing Damrosch technically belongs to the state, not Lincoln, so its uses have to be approved by the Parks Department. And since they don’t approve of NYFW encroaching on their turf, designers have to roll their clothing racks elsewhere.
That elsewhere is Hudson Yard on the lower west side, except it won’t be ready until 2017/2018. Nothing was said on whether Lincoln Center is legally approved to host the semiannual event for 2 more years or if NYFW is going to be scattered all over the island, like pre-Bryant Park when designers’s shows were produced independently and loose fixtures conked editors in the head.
I’m checking my phone and the little email notification icon pops up. I spot the all caps and exclamation points and my heart immediately fills with fear. It’s another holiday party season, but my reaction is always the same:
The minute I get an invitation I panic. I think outfit. But how? I own nothing. I have nothing. I’m practically naked right now. And that’s the way it’s gonna be if I don’t kill a bison and bring my mother the hide to chew and tan and sew together because this might as well be the dawn of mankind and clothes as I know it since finding something to wear will be that much struggle. I’ll need the whole 2 week lead up just to figure this shit out.
A week later when reality slowly starts to set in and my opinion of my style and closet have evolved a little, I call my best friend on speaker and start rummaging through every rod, bag, and bin. There will inevitably be a couple key pieces missing that I didn’t notice ’til now and I go full on Old Testament God flooding the bed, chairs and floor with clothes in a panic for 2.5 minutes. But I figure they must be in storage and make a mental note to rescue them before the party. (I don’t.) I’m less Samantha Jones and more Craig Jones so I “never got two things that match.”
If statement outerwear, fur, printed pants, and pajamas go out of style, what the Ostwald Helgason are street style stars going to wear to shows?
According the apparel analysis company Editd, those are the dying trends of 2014, which were “calculated by analyzing how each has been priced, then discounted or promoted in the past year, along with what new arrivals have made their way onto the market.”
But burying those dying trends feels counterintuitive since there is no other kind of outerwear in fashion except one that makes a statement (and impatiently waits for a compliment). And I was personally looking forward to rocking spring 2015’s upcoming 70s trend with a pair of printed pants.
Of course, one line graphed analysis doesn’t automatically kill a trend. In fact, the business of fashion and retail authoritarians seem to end up at odds with what’s visibly happening on the creative end of the industry a lot. Like how Pantone triumphed Radiant Orchid the color of the 2014, but blue and gray ruled the runways.
It may just boil down to the fact that design and editorial tend to create and consume in the same fish bowl, while companies like Editd and Pantone are composing data with samples from the whole pond. But, I’d rather reduce it to a right brain versus left brain conflict. We can each sacrifice our pick with the biggest frontal lobe and cutest Celine bag to roll up their already frayed jeans and settle this on Shanzelize in Paris with fisticuffs.
True, I didn’t buy any of the dying styles this year. So maybe numbers don’t lie, but they do fluctuate. And since so do the tastes of street style stars, next fashion week their new looks will pen a whole other round of obits for trends laid to rest. Fortunately, regardless of whose hands they die by, my closet believes in reincarnation.
There’s one threat I said I’d never knowingly subject myself to and that’s a designer fast fashion collaboration launch. I’ll fight for my rights. I’ll fight for survival in the zombie apocalypse. But, I cannot and will not fight for a designer x retailer sweatshirt.
And then I got invited to the Alexander Wang x H&M Press Shopping event on Wednesday, the 5th, a day before the collection actually dropped. It was an opportunity to shop the collaboration early, with other industry professionals but without the mayhem. I was there.