As a break from the weekly Five Foot Summer Series on the Fashion Hunter, my eyes have been going towards the new “It” bags that have been gracing fashion magazines and appeared back in the spring. They suddenly feel so fresh. I am currently taking notes on the graceful beautifully-crafted creation that is the “Le Dix” handbag, and other small handheld bags.
Currently obsessed with the new modern lines from Alexander Wang’s new collection for Balenciaga, the bags have the structure and the statement, without plastering its name all over its front cover. I’m all about discretion these days. I get it, I really do.
Photo: Harper’s Bazaar
As soon as Wang was declared for Balenciaga, fashion pundits predicted the end of the studs and zips and actually, that feels kind of right. Cristobel Balenciaga was a game-changer who challenged conventional fashion wisdom with bold, stark shapes. Alexander Wang’s new bag designs feel more in keeping with Mr. Balenciaga’s architectural approach. No longer a fan of the shoulder strap, and oversized clunky bags, this bag and similar ones in the market are going back to the basics.
“Le Dix,” which means the number “10” in French, alludes to both the house’s history (the site of the original Balenciaga salon is 10 avenue George V) and the bag’s singular design and quality; hence, a perfect-10.
Though one might be inclined to tag this bag as “boring”, unike the edgy Wang girl, the Balenciaga woman is appreciative of impeccable tailoring and innovation. And these pieces have all of that going on, non?
Saint Laurent classic duffel
It’s humid outside. It’s the beginning of August. And whether or not you are vacation-bound, your wardrobe choices may or may not be limited, but your sick of wearing the same uniform of all white and black. If this is the case, and you’re feeling a bit of the fashion blahs, I’m right there with you. Realizing though that denim is the ultimate blah-proof garment, jeans just aren’t always appropriate for work.
So what’s a girl to do? Don’t worry, The Fashion Hunter has you covered for just that moment, when fall fashion is just around the corner, but you’re just not quite ready to take the plunge. It’s just in this spirit that I add some well-needed color to my wardrobe with nautical stripes, paired with a bright orange skort and white platform laser-cut out sandals that are so comfortable, it’s mind-boggling.
And it’s not really a hump day Wednesday without throwing in a little shake here and there to get your day going. Style is how something moves, not what it looks like.
Saint James Breton nautical T-shirt, She Inside orange asymmetrical skirt, get it here, and a similar one here, Chloé laser-cut ankle strap sandals, on SALE for $349. because even though flats are in, with these white platforms, you can never go wrong. Tom Ford aviators.
Photos Jim D’Angelo
Still not sure? How about pairing above skort and top with a leopard top and black flats? I can totally see myself wearing that for fashion week. FASHUNZ week.
Get the look here:
Happy Hump Day!
Kicking off this Monday on a high note as tonight I am going to see Queen Bey perform tonight at Barclays Center. Based on hearsay and tweets from last night, Beyoncé’s vocals on the The Mrs. Carter Show World Tour are so pristine live, she could sing while standing still for two hours and get standing ovations. But Bey isn’t just the Voice; she’s also the Body, the Hair Flip, the Don’t-F*ck-With-Me Snarl. But you already know that.
To celebrate the imminent concert, I put my brain on high drive to imagine the outfit that I don’t own, but wish I did. Taking that thought a bit further, what does one wear to a Beyoncé concert?
Bad-ass bodysuit? Check. Smokin’ shoes? Check. Lot’s o’ fake lashes? Got those. I know she is going to appear on that stage in an intricately iced-out onesie that is going to knock my socks off. Here’s to the 20 outfit changes and the lady whose got it going on. In this case, it’s go big, or go home.
Beyoncé stands as a human testament to the ability to achieve perfection, whose “BeyHive” of fans has come to revere her for her poise and benevolence as an individual, her virtually unmatched capabilities as a singer and her unflappable precision as a performer.
Her choreography is pristine, and her confidence is punishing. Don’t forget, this is a woman whose mane got caught in a fan at a recent show and she still never skipped a note.
A revolution has begun. Cuz who runs the world? Girls!
With the golden hour at its peak, my new Melissa Odebash maxi dress has taken center stage accompanied by a rattan clutch and a worn-out panama hat. Captured on my summer trip to St. Barths, there was no phone service for days, successfully relinquishing my desire to upload and connect to the world. The beach-to-bar cover-ups and a few bathing knickknacks, including sunscreen, are essentially all anybody wears in that oh-so-chic beach community. Avoir un grand weekend!
The maxi dress cover-up does maximize the style quotient eliminating any needs for accessories except for the St. Barth pearl on a rope. It also ties in perfectly with my themed Five Foot Fridays. Today in Part 3 of the summer series, features the maxi dress that anybody can wear. Even if you’re short. Frankly, I can’t even fathom wearing anything but simple, no-more-than-two-piece white ensembles and this fits the bill.
Here are some quick snaps I took while on my trip that emulate summer. The unplugged version.
marios schwab gladiator sandals, get a similar pair here.
Last weekend at a roundtable over lunch, five smart, single, powerful, working women were discussing the truisms of style, or lack thereof, women, and corporate culture in the workplace. One fact that still remains, some women just don’t have a clue on what to wear. Seeking help, finding television, they touted the show “What Not to Wear” featuring Stacy London and Clinton Kelly ambushing unsuspecting “fashion victims” nominated by friends and family as a start. But according to these women, the outfits were deemed inappropriate and as department heads, they had to be the one to do the calling out, subjecting the victims to the nearest Zara for a shopping spree.
They uniformly wished an alarm would sound off the minute said victim entered the premises with a loud ring, so they didn’t have top play fashion police, something I can totally appreciate. I then offered a suggestion. “Why don’t you, in the words of Diana Vreeland…leave the snarky remarks and the whispering office politics to yourself, and consider hiring a style consultant to come in and give a talk on what not wear instead of watching it on a tv series that is ending its run after 10 years”? Suddenly, the alarm went off, a cue to leave the dirty work to the masters. But before they spent their well-earned bank accounts on some good solid advice, I chimed in with a few resourceful tips.
Tip #1. Start with an investment piece.
I realize that summer is short and the season for wearing white only in July and August in our near future. Come September, you can always throw on black booties and a leather jacket over your shoulder. I endorse these timeless investment pieces, white t-shirts, ripped jeans, and blazers as basics that every woman should own. Don’t have them? Buy them.
Tip #2. Know Your Body. Most everybody can wear the little white dress, they are not only reserved for those in the under 5’2″ club. And if you just can’t manage it, wear the maxi dress as a great alternative. You can try your luck with different silhouettes, but start with the grass-roots. They are easy, no-fuss, fling on and walk out the door pieces.
Tip #3. Add accessories. Be bold and take a dip into an orange fedora. Just for summer. Or a stack of your favorite bracelets. Add as a pop to those summer whites.
Tip #4. Be Yourself. Take stock of who you are and communicating that non-verbally to the rest of the world. That’s an incredibly empowering formula. Just watch those short shorts. You don’t want those glass doors shutting on you for the final time.
Photos: Lydia Hudgens
Remember when the wedge sneaker reigned supreme? I sure do, that was only 6 months ago. It-girls world-wide wore the Isabel Marant sneakers and they became the latest ‘thing’? Those clunky, space-age lace-ups truly snowballed a revolution, pushing all others sneakers to the bottom of the pond. And then as soon as you can say I’ll take those in every color, they became ubiquitous, and every retailer under the sun quickly create their own version at every price point imaginable. This in turn prompted the trend to travel a familiar trajectory, going from top editors, to street style stars, to fashion bloggers, to everyday fashion lovers, to bargain shoppers, to mall-crawling teenagers. And now, do I still want to wear them? That wedge does add much-needed height to the petite population…but I digress.
Today in debatable subjects on The Fashion Hunter: enter the slip-on sneaker. While the slip-on silhouette isn’t, in fact, new, (it’s long been favored by skateboarders, grunge-lovers, and pretty much everyone in the ’90s), it’s never truly been embraced by the couture crowd, until now.
Céline, (See above pics), the arbiter of everything that’s cool and coveted, was an early adopter of the fashion slip-on sneaker, releasing $720 sneakers. This was swiftly followed by a near-exact all-black iteration by Zara, favored by a variety of hip fashionistas, and which sold out in the blink of an eye last winter.
Givenchy is doing them.
Tory Burch is doing them.
Vince is doing them.
Sandro Paris is doing them.
Vans, duh, always did them.
Obviously, when one trend goes out the window, another swiftly swoops in, and judging by a host of street style pics, fashion campaigns, and e-commerce sites, we’re guessing the slip-on sneaker is the new sneaker wedge. If you are a fan of the slip-on sneaker, don’t fret. Come fall, there will be plenty available.
I’d be hard pressed to report that these are uncomfortable, because they’re just the opposite. Here are some laceless wonders.
Edmundo Castillo black woven laceless sneakers, $490. Vans classic Slip-On, $45. Givenchy lace sneaker, $650., Vince Blaire Slip-ons, $225, rag & bone perforated slip-on, $290., and Superga is getting in on the action too, $60.
Do we sense another revolution?
What: My hands from Super Saturday, the Rolls Royce of garage sales.
The buzz: Super Saturday 16 is OCRF’s fun-filled, family oriented daylong fundraiser, complete with a one-of-a-kind designer garage sale, kids’ carnival and activities, a luxury raffle and gourmet treats. It is a benefit for OCRF, Ovarian Cancer Research Fund, a charity for Ovarian Cancer that I am very passionate about, since the passing of Liz Tilberis, the former Editrix of Harper’s Bazaar.
Who: There are over 200 prominent designers including: Donna Karan, Theory, alice + olivia, Robert Rodriguez, Diane von Furstenberg, Helmut Lang, Intermix, Scoop NYC, Joie, JBrand and Ralph Lauren. I am most looking forward to the “Designers A to Zoe” booth by Rachel Zoe. Her fancy schmancy picks of the litter from Proenza Schouler, Chloe, J Mendel, Saint Laurent, VERSACE are usually gone by 1pm.
This is a time I where I shop for a cause and it feels so good — one year I scored a Dyson vacuum cleaner!
Chaser tees for $20 anyone?
See you at the tents!
It’s summer, it’s hot, and the subway sucks. Out of the malarial-infested petri dish and onto the streets we go. That is just one reason I need to escape the dark tunnels and sweaty bodies of the tunnel culture. The best dressed pedal pushers out there are riding the Citi Bike.. or for those daring enough, the motorized 2-wheeler. When asked last week to write a story for Vespa’s blog, VespaVita, how could I resist? I can’t deny my love for the Vespa and here’s why.
For as many years as I can remember, I begged my parents for a street bike. It probably had a lot to do with my New York City upbringing and having to shuffle my body from place to place using public transportation. I hated taking the train (even though it was the fastest way to get around), I refused to be G-d’s mucus and take the bus, and taxi cabs were just too expensive and not a viable option.
All of that changed when I was 17 years old, after spending a blissful summer in Italy on the back of a Vespa Scooter.
I fell pretty hard in love…. not with the Italian uomo, but with those motorized two wheels. There’s nothing better than exploring a city on scooter like the legendary Vespa. Warm wind in your hair, cycling through traffic jams, and enjoying a feeling of total freedom. That what was I was pining for all along. Just like Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday.
Fast forward a few summers and the free spirit that I wanted to express and own as mine, finally came true. Carless, broke, and living in East Hampton for the summer, my father finally caved in. And bought himself a Vespa. Huh Yes, that was my dad in the cool leather jacket zipping around the tony beach community, but he looked so darn awkward.
“Dad, can I have a ride to work?” I asked so nicely, one afternoon. “ You could take the Vespa…” I knew that he had the spirit. So the next day, I went and got my motorcycle license and didn’t turn back.
I spent the rest of that summer riding the red Vespa, smiling from ear to ear with the warm wind blowing in my hair. I rode to and from work and met a lot of people because time was on my side.
I didn’t have to sit in traffic-ridden Route 27, I could ride the sidelines and get to place to place in lightening speed. I took good care of my new wheels and was super careful on those roads. Impromptu campfire on the beach? I was there. Hanging out in a store? I closed it down. Movie date with a friend? You bet. But now? As an experienced rider, can I take it to the streets of New York?
I don’t ride a Vespa in the city, but I think a lot more people will adopt life on two wheels rather than their limbs. And let’s not forget about chic cycling. Helmets are the hottest fashion gear going right now according to The New York Times.
Now, what do you think? Should I get one? See full post on the Vespa Vita Blog here.
Photo: Lydia Hudgens
Summer is in high gear and after my recent trip to St. Barth, I have a slight craving for anything in the light pink or peach family, everything girly and floral little nothings.
The lifestyle there is oh so French, where the locals ride their Vespa or bikes to the market to pick up déjeuner, a baguette, and ride to the beach with their floppy hats displaying scantily clad bikinis. Aprés beach, there is always time for a refreshing glass of rosé, and evenings are reserved to get together with friends.
I do love summertime and all the things that come with it which includes a sense of joie de vivre. And the French, they know how to do it right. As far as sartorial choices, I saw a lot of Breton stripes, of course, and I did notice a few floral dresses, pink macarons, and buckets of espadrilles, that stayed with me throughout my journey. Now that I am back in the swing of things back home, I am longing for these feminine details.
From left and down we go: Linda Farrow peach wayfarers, Stila eye compact in kitten, Clinique moisture surge CC cream, Marc Jacobs Daisy by Marc Jacobs Eau so Fresh spray, and Repossi Rose gold four-row ring. Calypso St Barth open lace top where the French beachy-wispy -flowy look gave birth, See by Chloé tux shorts, and the infamous Soludos for J. Crew espadrilles. How about that delicate hair crown? I know I have mentioned it a number of times, but now seems like the perfect chance to pretend you’re running around in a field. There is one left, grab it here. How about the Sophia Webster Rose clutch. With all white, its ideal. Take a ride on this incredibly chic Martone bike and while you’re on the road, no trip to St Barth is worth anything unless you indulge in a little sweetness. I know they are available stateside at Ladureé, but I like cheating when I’m on vacation.
On an unrelated note, don’t even try to pretend you didn’t care about William and Kate’s baby boy: Twitter doesn’t lie. The newborn’s son, barely anything but an umbilical cord has more than 2 million followers. The still unnamed bouncing baby boy who will be known officially as His Royal Highness, is THE little dude. I was secretly hoping for a girl named Rose, as this ethereal vision emerged from the depths of my dreams, when Kate Middleton was about to pop. This is what I had in mind for her royal baby to wear. Now that he’s a he, oh baby, it looks like royal blue all the way. We can only hope for his future wife.
“And we’ll never by royals… it don’t run in our blood. That kind of lux just ain’t for us. Let me be your ruler, you can call me Queen B. And baby I’ll rule, I’ll rule. Let me live that fantasy.” Here’s to disappointing cracked up dreams.
Summer Fridays are a time when most of us get out of work early, or at least try to, and bolt out town. I know because I am one of the masses. Especially this week when its been unbearably hot. I know I cannot wait to jump in the pool, relax by the beach, and just chill out. So I bet you’re wondering what to wear in the depths of your closet that will take you from office, to train or car, straight to a BBQ without looking too underdressed (no jorts please). How about a pair of high-waisted shorts? Frankly, I can’t even fathom wearing anything but simple, no-more-than-two-piece white ensembles.
Today on NY Fashion Hunter, we continue our study of Five Foot Fridays, Part 2 of the summer series, with a quick study of big shorts. Just to be clear, this is intended for those of us blessed with everything but vertical stature or a courageous attitude to pull it off. So many petite women often get down on themselves about having a small stature. One look at stylish petite girls like Natalie Portman, Amy Poehler, and the Olsen twins, just to name a few, more than proves the point that not everyone is long and lithe. I will try to dispel that myth.
And what a better way to wear your pride than a graphic emblazoned with your city of love. Because nobody loves New York more than the true die-hard New Yorkers, who love their city sticky, stinky, and sweltering. TGIF.
I’m wearing a SheInside NYC top, Lauren Moffatt white shorts, 3.1 Phillip Lim clutch, K Jacques linen flip flops. nOir ID necklace, Super by RETROPSUPERFUTURE sunglasses, bracelets by Vita Fede, and Vensessa Artizaga, Dannijo friendship bracelet worn as anklet.
Photos: Michael Dumler