There are a few things right now that I would like to call my own. One of them is the new Net-A-Porter mobile app that is an invitation only mobile site. The app called the “The Netbook,” is based on the idea of a diary, a metaphor for the physical diaries that we carry around with us to meetings and our crazy lives. It’s an app with a live feed that shows what shoppers, stylists, editors are buying, pinning, and selecting in real-time.
I was recently interviewed for an article, not yet published, about my favorite fashion apps and why I use them. Besides Pose, I am on Fitting Room Social, Poshmark (a marketplace to recycle my goods) and others.
In the same way that Facebook has “friends” and Twitter has “followers,” users of this shoppable app will be able to become a part of a virtual world and build a “love list” filled with a community of customers.
What else would I love to call my own? I don’t know if I can believe the hype until I’m in, but just like a Soul Cycle class, it feels good just to get off the wait list.
The cherry on the proverbial sundae? Gimme these fat Celine creepers that I am also on the wait list for, and I will immediately love thee.
Céline creepers Fall 2013
In today’s New York Times Style section there was an article titled “Step Away From The Phone!,” that clearly caught my eye. It offers an interesting perspective on the current backlash that technology, and precisely our phones, have on our lives as my daughter Snapchats away. A few examples of New Yorkers that adopted this, use the ”phone stack game” before dinner with friends where the first person to pick up their phone pays the bill. Another clever tactic is the fish bowl system where all phones go into the jar until dinner’s end.
I am in full support with the disconnect– I honestly just don’t know if I can put it into practice. It’s good for the mind, and the lack of sleep is a big factor for me because those lights are so darn distracting and disruptive. Marc Jacobs adopted this system as well, he didn’t want to sleep next to a beeping robot. He therefore banned digital devices from his bedroom, a house rule he shared with audiences during a recent screening of “Disconnect,” a film that dramatizes how technology has alienated people from one other.
I want to see the movie for sure, and be more mindful about being overconnected. My kids imitate my bad habits and although I am raising teenagers with their own stubborn minds, all I can do is try.
What do you think? Are we imagining the impossible?
It’s that time of year again. Post fashion week, my feet still hurt, and recycled summer duds last me throughout the entire month of September. I then retire them and move onto fall clothing, my favorite season. Fall is neither hot nor cold, cool in the morning for a jacket, and warm in the afternoon for a lightweight top. My proclivity towards an all-white wardrobe will never be B-O-R-I-N-G, as I am pining for this leather jacket, but I have been moving in a slow pace, towards a darker palette due to the changing seasons.
These photos were taken last week during fashion week, and due to the prolific amount of peacocking goings on about Lincoln Center, I stayed true to my roots and did what I was supposed to be doing, reporting on the shows.
On this day, I hit the Tracy Reese show, a Reward Style rooftop party, the Y3 show, and another later-night party. I was lucky enough to stay walking distance to Lincoln Center at the Hotel Belleclaire, a small boutique hotel where I changed several times a day.
Even better, I was able to fuel up with their partner, Suja Juice with spinach and apple green supreme to keep me going and hydrated. Juicing is trendy. And shopping? That was accessible in the lobby with Stella & Dot, and Corinne Monique, and Korto Momolu for the taking.
A take-away from the streets of NYFW?
Miley wasn’t as off-base as we originally thought. Shrinking crop tops, lots of bra tops, preppy wear, and flats made the grade. Sticking with the trends is not very hard to do, I eat kale after all. This fashion week, I wore a copious amount of ripped denim that I refuse to take off my body, more on that next week, and, this version of the ironic T-shirt chronicled, under a leopard-lined leather jacket by Mango that is just so wearable.
In the southern region I wore these uncool not trendy New Balance sneakers with a big N emblazoned on its chest. And what about the spectator-style clutch ? Looking quite dapper I must say.
While we’re on the topic of Fall, did you enter my Christopher Fischer cashmere sweater giveaway? OH MY G*D– four days to get to it!!!
Have a great weekend. xxoo
photos: jim d’angelo
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New York Fashion Week has come and gone, fall has yet begun, and yet I already know what I am planning to wear next spring. Although you might want to call this fashion magic, natch! it’s hand-picking from the front lines, the fringe benefits of studying up and doing my homework.
While there are some trends that can be challenging, who wears crop-tops besides 20 year olds?, New York will lay down the groundwork for what’s to come down the pipes from London, now Milan, and Paris. Of note in my book are low-slung Bermuda shorts, sheer paneling, flats (hurrah!), basket weaving, florals, red and yellow and lavender, and deep V-necks.
Yes, there were plenty of recycled trends and undernourished ideas from seasons past, (can we be done with 90′s grunge please) but let’s be honest and take a look at some new ones that have manifested towards next season.
The takeaway? There is lot to be said for keeping it compelling as well as wearable, a very challenging task.
Here are some of my favorite trends worth saving my pennies up for the next six months.
Palazzo pants slash cropped culottes. These by Proenza Schouler. Three-quarter length hems might be tough to wear, but these look like paints rollers went nuts all over the fabric adding a cool artsy vibe. With all the elegance of a ball skirt and all the comfort of sweatpants, the culotte is going to be your go-to pant next year. Even the vertically challenged can test these waters.
Slip dresses. Narciso Rodriguez totally played with proportions this season graduating the sublime slip dresses to knee-length. They were simple yet divine. Layering your hemlines is a big trend now and come spring will be even bigger.
Sheer paneling. From Calvin Klein, where Francisco Costa is celebrating his 10-year milestone, I expected only simple white but got a few surprises. True to the house’s roots, minimalism has long been the designer’s signature, but although he didn’t exactly play against his cards, he certainly tried a few things that felt new. “Elevated deconstruction” words from the show notes, describes the exposed seams and the bursts of color in the form of hand-woven cotton tweeds. This ivory sheer paneled dress took the cake for me as sheer tops, dresses and midriffs are what spring is all about.
Fringe. There was plenty of fringe of fringe on the runways, quite eager to see how the outcomes will turn out come spring. A gorgeous collection filled with wearable clothes, stripes and fringe wins over at Altuzarra, a hot designer to watch. Menswear fabrics combined with longer hemlines, I love layers that move.
Top-buttoned shirts.In more ways than one you will need to have a toned-down stomach as coats might just have a one-button closure. Leave to the kid fashion genius, Alexander Wang to repurpose the basic trench.
Tennis anyone? Defining urban luxury these short, crisp, tennis-inspired looks were so fresh and clean and this number from Louise Goldin was a hint of some of the fun graphic knits that came dancing down the runway. And check out the lacy socks under the clear sandal. I bet her feet don’t hurt.
Florals. Give the lady what she wants–that is to lunch and stand out in a crowd and Oscar de la Renta surely delivers, Cheerful and bright, if I have some place to attend this spring rather that the tacky show space that is Lincoln Center, I’ll be wearing this. And duh, florals are always in for spring.
There you have it. The journey continues tomorrow on the Fashion Hunter where we explore more details.
On a happy note, let’s end this Hump Day Wednesday with Lady Gaga and applause, applause applause fashion for fashion’s sake.
Happy Monday! Mondays are a drag that’s why I am giving you a chance to turn the frown upside down and win a cozy cashmere sweater from the fancies at Christopher Fischer.
I don’t know about you, but if you’re in the fashion business or are just so into it, you’ve been hiding under a proverbial rock of the warmer months of spring and summer. Whites, fringe and florals have been hitting the NYC runways hard, and have now moved onto London. But Fall is the here and now and whether you live in a big city or a small town, back to school and the concept of shopping for Fall clothes is stressful. There’s more than ever to choose from, and before you can say, “OMG, Miley released her new sex tape!” or “Alexander Wang just released WHA???” Find your size in that make-my-life-perfect, black, suede, bootie? Sold Out. WTF, right? Yes, I hear ya.
What am I craving right now? Besides new booties, a great color blocked bag, and several new pairs of socks, nothing holds a candle to a great cashmere number. That is precisely why I have decided to team up with Christopher Fischer and their fantastic new styles that’ll keep you feelin’ cozy and lookin’ chic throughout the season.
While fit is obviously key, the one thing I really look for in a great cashmere sweater is the snuggle factor. After all, who doesn’t want their knits to feel more like blankets when temps take a nosedive? I’m a big proponent of keeping warm. Layers outside. Layers on my bed. Layers on a salad. Layers on a bagel. Layering is good on a crisp fall day in New York when browsing through SoHo. There’s just something to be said about combining three C’s: cashmere, cuteness, and coziness all on the same page.
As it happens with giveaways, there can only be one winner, but you’re all winners in my heart. So in addition to potentially acquiring a brand new sweater, I will also bestow immeasurable knowledge upon all of you. And money can’t buy that. Here is a step-by-step tutorial on how to layer a penguin sweater with a vest and a dance to show for it.
Here’s my dance. Put on. Take off. Put on. Take off.
Hurrah! You graduated and learned a little dance. And now for the giveaway. Here are all the details on how you can enter to win this 100% cashmere sweater. Everything is hyperlinked so just click click away! It’s that easy!
To enter simply:
3. Right here below this post tell me a little bit about yourself. Leave your name, email address, twitter handle (if you tweet) if not Facebook is fine. Share a reason why you love intarsia sweaters so much, and how wearing an animal on your body is the best thing going. Readers will enter to win ONE of these intarsia sweaters: This adorable pug or maybe a bunny? Craft me a good reason why YOU need this cosy intarsia creation to carry you from fall all the way through winter. And while you’re at it, tell me how much you love me. The winner will be chosen at random on Monday, September 23rd at 12pm on this blog post. We will pick the winner based on fulfillment of all three criteria. If you are not a member of one of the social media sites, still enter! CONTEST CLOSED Congratulations VICKY!!
Now go on and get silly. Or not.
photos: david bechtel
The best way I can describe fashion week to anybody who has never experience the event is that it is like an outrageous Broadway show, the most fabulous party on earth equipped with velvet ropes and a VIP guest list. Actually, besides the VIP guest list, this is clearly untrue. Fashion shows are the way that designers show off their creations they have been slaving over for the past 8 months. I don’t blame them for putting on a show. But the reality? It is more like pledging a sorority in that you are constantly being judged by the way you look. Will you get snapped by street style photographers? And more importantly, is what you’re wearing even relevant?
Oh yeah, yellow is Hot again.
Fashion Week, through all the glamour and beauty, is kind of a mixed bag. At times I question myself in ways that I haven’t since I was an awkward teenager. It’s so easy to caught up in the frenetic nature of the industry, but I’ve found comfort this week in the friendships I have here in New York, and the support of my family and friends.
Today on The Fashion Hunter, I have shown actual in reality what Fashion Week is really like. You might find yourself, like I did, in one of the following scenarios.
Scene #1. You have been admitted to a show with only a Standing ticket. You may or may not have the chance to grab a seat depending on the capacity of the show and sit down claiming a chair after standing for multiple hours in heels. So you sit down when said show begins when the non front row fixture person next to you says, “that seat is saved.” Dude, the show started. Grade for rudeness? D. Etiquette from the PR people? B+. Most often, they feel your pain except when they don’t let you in at all because you’re just not on the LIST.
Scene #2. Show ends and you politely ask if anybody wants to share a cab to Lincoln Center. Caddy giggly girls in elevator respond. “No, sorry we have five people already.” Understandable? Yes. Did I expect anything else? No. Different girl emerges from same elevator and asks me if I want to jump into her car for a free ride? Grade? A+. You never know whom you might meet in New York. I have met plenty of other connections in past Fashion weeks sharing taxis. It”s all about your vantage point.
Scene #3: At a rooftop party and somebody comes over to you and comments how much they like your jacket. He then proceeds to invite you to the Y3 show and you’re so thankful even if it’s a Standing seat and you spend $25.00 getting home. Grade? A.
Scene #4: Day 5 of fashion week and you have blisters all over your feet from wearing five-inch and up heels without a break. You buy foot wrap, way better than Band-aids even though these Paul Frank ones are super cute.
Scene #5: You neglect everything in your life including your partner and kids. Constantly hungry/exhausted/overworked mom, a home cooked dinner or my gracious presence is not an option. Instead, constant texting with my kids takes over. What takes the cake? Daughter steps up to the plate and hand delivers me my Birkenstocks at some crazy hour. Food consumed besides iced coffee and occasional granola bars? C. Daughter? A+.
Scene #6: Much like any other big event, it’s all about keeping grounded during the chaos. I’ve learned it never hurts to be nice to everybody, we’re all in the same boat. The fashion week madness, after all, ends. And life returns to normal. Did anybody miss me?
And in case you don’t attend fashion week, or want to hear more about fashion and the idiosyncratic nature of these beasts, grab Simon Doonan’s latest book The Asylum. Doonan, the creative ambassador for Barneys New York, tells the real-life stories of glamorous madness and stylish insanity from a true insider’s point of view. Can’t wait to grab this. Grade? NA
Also on my reading list? Man Repeller: Seeking Love, Finding Overalls. Just started reading this, but I can totally relate to her wild and crazy fashion escapades. Grade? I’ll keep you posted, but looks like a winner.
Have a great weekend! xx
photo: jim d’angelo
The Spring runways have spoken, and what a surprise! Like it or not, the 90′s are back in a big way. Grab your sweaters, florals, and flannels this fall as evident at Saint Laurent and don’t stop. Moving forward to Spring, fringe is big, and florals have sprouted, but revealing your midriff is a key theme cropping up at lightening speed. No, we’re not pushing aside this 90′s trend too quickly.
Whether peek-a-boo looks or baring it all for the sake of flesh, the exposed midriff is here to stay. The Spring collections found everyone from the to showing suggestive slices of toned (but of course) midriffs. While lingerie-inspired looks have abounded the past several seasons, this time around, designers were careful to expose just the right proportion of skin. (We’re not talking Britney Spears redux here.)
Can’t wait to show off your abdomen? You’re in luck. Skittish about showing off your stomach after popping out a few kids? So, what? Fake it. Let the crunches commence. Here are a few looks as evidenced on the spring runways this week.
Starting with Alexander Wang.
Helmut Lang, the 90′s belonged to you.
From Jonathan Simkhai
And from the boys at Rag & Bone. What communicated most powerfully was its overarching nineties-ness: Those string-strapped crop tops and iridescent bias-cut dresses were kissing cousins of the clothes that girls used to rock in London back then, and the look has a fresh relevance now.
What do you think? Bras acting as suitable clothing? Tell me your thoughts.
There are always a few stand-out songs from the runways during Fashion Week. So far this cover version of Daft Punk’s “Get Lucky,” by Daughter has been heard several times in many itinerations. I really love this version.
I am always amazed how many shows exist on the calendar during Fashion Week and how anybody manages to get to all of them. Everybody complains that the week is too jam-packed with events, but everybody shows up everywhere.
If i were a bird, I could get to West 22nd Street and the West Side Highway back to Lincoln Center in a jiffy but we all know nobody flies. On Saturday of this fashion weekend I tried out the Citibike to realize that although it is a great mode of transportation for the city, my legs aren’t fast like the Road Runner and there were plenty of shows that I just missed because of poor timing. That being said, fashion doesn’t stop, the curtains go up and the show must go on. Yielding high power, with the spring collections well underway, I was able to hit the ground running.
Starting off my New Year on Friday Fashion loves juxtapositions: the light and the dark, the floral and the dark, the masculine and the feminine. There’s no black and white right or wrong, it’s just the way it’s sliced. I am intrigued by unlikely mixtures, take for example Rebecca Taylor and Sally LaPointe.
My first show of the day with Rebecca Taylor’s intimate runway show, there was an ultra-feminine vibe. Taylor showed flippy dresses, soft pink and yellow accents and lots of florals. Complementing this was 9o’s street wear , complete with perforated leathers, crop tops, mesh and lace.
On the other side was a dark vibe holding court by Sally LaPointe’s spring collection where she investigated the decaying, not the birth of flowers. The set design was a lacquered square stage, encircling a sunken pit filled with hundred of black purple dried flower petals. LaPointe developed a goth flower print, featured on several pieces with organza shiny-coated edgy looks.
And oh notice the pops of yellow filtering through most of the collections so far.
More shows to attend to …! Will post in a bit.
Guys, it’s happening. New York Fashion Week has begun with a bang. Here’s the thing. I’m so excited about what is coming down the pipes for spring. A sea of black at Sally LaPointe, deep V necks at Rag & Bone, and sleep just is NOT an option. Yesterday I hit several shows and today promises plenty of new trends. I’m not planning my outfits like I planned, just running with it. I liken my thoughts to my show notes on vibes and vines, etc.
What’s my vibe? “Oh this printed top? I just threw it on.”
Which leads me to the point: my goal is to be as effortless as possible. My days are long, my feet will be tired, and all I want to wear is granny flats, Things you want to wear now that it’s Fall you ask? Printed blue tartan tops layered on top of white breezy florals, loose-fitting shapes, a pair of skinny lavender jeans, plus a glitzy minaudiere.
And then there’s me doing the fashion dance.
photos: jim d’angelo