您可能买共同基金，股票，不动产。

或您在a可能投资 署名打印丝绸Pucci围巾.

在30%在零售价值之下，我说它是一个精明的调动。

您在eBay能享用和转售，应该Pucci围巾的荧光的别致丢失它的新奇作为经典之作可收回。

» Pucci围巾在销售中在Bluefly。

这是我的一喜爱的成套装备-被翻译成阴险fashionista-ese，那手段，是，我以前配错了这些鞋子用这件礼服。

我崇拜这件礼服-荧光的样式，简单的裁减。 它实际上是我的朋友的母亲的muu-muu从70年代。 我整理了它击倒和偶然地收缩它在洗衣机，和voila! Eva佛朗哥做一件相似的花卉连衣裙 您可能晃动。

传送带 Yudit M -它艰苦是做的tad，但它有这些美好的保险开关相似于装饰他们的那些 提包. 有时我也炫耀a Chanel敲 Chanel启发 皮革和链带 在礼服。

大家认为贴身衬衣是由Dolce Dior & Gabbana Gucci Pucci，但我实际上买了他们在 目标 几岁月前。 我注视这些 好莱坞叶子被仿造的贴身衬衣Frederick的 作为他们的后继者。

我买了我的石灰并且黑察觉了 窥视脚趾 泵浦在销售中每年或如此前在上部东边精品店。 可怜的亲爱的’皮革得到crackly，因为我在纽约雨中浸泡了他们，因此我也许替换他们用 C标签窥视脚趾楔子.

Great Gatsby gone Gap? J Crew jazz baby? I believe I’m saved from prep overdose with my minky pal on my shoulders.

Max Studio Green Chiffon Dress: I slip on this chiffon dress and I can’t figure out why only 70% of my wardrobe is made up of silk dresses.

Vintage belt: Hard to make out, but it’s navy and maroon striped deliciousness. I’m boycotting waist-cinching belts and everything neo 1950’s.

Vintage cap: My mink rosette cap has been glamorously hiding that I desperately need my hair trimmed. Shh.

Vintage wedge platforms: 5″ inches of easy to wear wooden heel. New York City jogging shoes.
And my daily recipe for face:

5 lbs. e.l.f.’s “Drama” eyeshadow
3 coats black mascara
Smear of black eye liner
Dash of e.l.f’s “Strawberry Creme” lip balm
Pinch of e.l.f’s “Natural Radiance” blusher

If you didn’t already know, all e.l.f. cosmetics are $1 a pop, and you can get a free compact when you purchase four or more elements.

It’s been months, years, eons since I posted an fashion article of mine.

Your soul has been starving, and let my fashion journalist genius feed it:

Zipping around uptown Manhattan, grocery shopping in over-the-knee boots, five pounds of black eye shadow, and layers of vintage chiffon, I get looks from Gapped-out nannies and minked-out moms, finally wondering:

Aren’t they over-familiar with the boho/SoHo bum get-ups of tabloid cover girls Olsen twin #2 and Sienna Kate Moss Miller?

So I escape downtown, soy latte hunting, and soon overtaken by a fleet of flat, slouchy, misshapen boots, smothered in excesses of bloated sweaters, drowning in a sea of mismatched apparel, I was forced to question:

Is ugly the new haute?

Read the rest of “Behind the Design with Aviva UnderPants” here…

The perpetual traffic. The natives’ ooh la love for flip-flops, faux boobs, and orange skin.

The amazing weather gorgeous year-round that traps my mink fur coats, fur capelets, fox fur hats, fur boots, and vintage fur muffs in my closet.

I hate Los Angeles.

Were I in New York City, extremely sleep deprived, shelling out $6 for a soy latte, almost getting hit by an angry cab as I run back to my thousand-dollar-plus shoebox I call home, I could be wearing this Tryst natural rabbit fur jacket.

Maybe I’ll buy it anyway and wear it over a bikini.

And probably get arrested for prostitution.

» Tryst rabbit fur coat available at Bluefly.

» Ralph Lauren bikini available at Bluefly.

Blame a Los Angelena childhood, but I refuse to put away my summer dresses even in the middle of Manhattan winter.

Still, I’m not all insensibility — picture one of my summer dresses with a pair of (painted on) jeans, a (ridiculously large cashmere) scarf, (thigh-high) boots, and a (chocolate mink) peacoat.

Slave to fashion, I am not.

As the media rehashes vice president Dick Cheney’s hunting accident over and over and over again, astute fashion writer I am, I can’t help but ponder –

Does this mean trapper hats are in for another few months?

My fav fur trappers are — naturally — the way ridiculous, super-sized fox fur trappers. Dig this one — large and furry beyond necessity, it’s begging for a tofu pie from PETA and to be worn ironically in warm weather with a summer-y black dress.

You could also play more practical, sans sacrificing luxe. Dig Gucci’s black logo, fur-lined trapper. It’s more subtle, sleek, and if you tire of it in a few months, you’re virtually guaranteed a decent refund via eBay.

As for me, I’m dusting off my Oscar de la Renta suit — I’m hoping Senator Hillary Clinton will have a love affair infamously documented on her apparel so that designer power suits will be back in.

Zipping around uptown Manhattan, grocery shopping in over-the-knee boots, five pounds of black eye shadow, and layers of vintage chiffon, I get looks from Gapped-out nannies and minked-out moms, finally wondering:

Aren’t they over-familiar with the boho/SoHo bum get-ups of tabloid cover girls Olsen twin #2 and Sienna Kate Moss Miller?

So I escape downtown, soy latte hunting, and soon overtaken by a fleet of flat, slouchy, misshapen boots, smothered in excesses of bloated sweaters, drowning in a sea of mismatched apparel, I was forced to question:

Is ugly the new haute?

To be sure, these symptoms of a lingering boho fever were refreshing after uptown’s uniform of highlighted hair and Birkin bags, but there’s got to be a happy marriage between downtown edge and uptown gloss, bold black and patrician platinum, the –

” — Financial District and East Village,” picks up Lisa Aviva Bleviss, designer of Aviva Underpants. Aviva Underpants — named so because Lisa sold everything but to create her business — is a collection of scarves made of Wall Street suits’ fabrics spiked with a touch of St. Marks’ antiestablishment. “I love all things classic, but also love to take them out of context,” explains Lisa. “It’s all about uptown meets downtown. Why can’t they live in harmony?”

Cut simply and cleanly, with a clever, subtle play between two textiles, Aviva Underpants is classic and unique, money meets indie. it’s –

The one thing I can wear that’ll get grins from both townhouse-owners and hipsters.

While I enjoy the occasional mocha, a pinch of espresso brownie, or a lick of fudge, I’m not much of a chocolate girl.

Nay, when in the depths of despair — my breakfast cafe is out of soy milk for my latte, or I’ve spilled my iced coffee (soy latte substitute) on my favorite dress — I turn to cheese. Fashion-y tabloids are okay, bad romance novels better, and fresh mozzarella and pumpkin and ricotta ravioli obliterate any feelings beside pure bliss.

Luxuriously comforting, richly homey, touched by a casual Euro flair, each cheese is unique in flavor, every bite soothes and excites –

“– while it feels like ‘comfort food’ it’s exquisitely beautiful and sophisticated,” says Katie Gold, designer of Velluca. Speaking not of my amore, but her own, she continues, “Velvet has a personality of its own. It catches the light, plays with it, and is extremely versatile.” Velluca — a play on the Italiano word for velvet, “velluto” — is all minky velvet stoles and beaded peacock scarves that are luxe-cozy, the perfect pick-up for an OK outfit or bad day, and the made-in-Oregon scarves look much more flattering on.

Than those pounds of cheese.

Twitching late for an afternoon meeting, second in line for a pending appointment with an administrator, I busied myself on my iBook.

Finally he oozed into the office. “All these ladies, waiting for me? How did I get so lucky?” He turned to me, the only little lady not mooning at him — “What’s that you’re doing?”

“Working,” I replied, without interrupting my manic keyboard pecking.

“What on?”

“Writing,” I said, refusing to be interrupted.

The wrinkled receptionist giggled nervously.

My twiggy five-foot-nothing frame decorated in silly dresses plays home to a much less frilly personality; sometimes I think I’m a pit bull in a poodle’s body, a Kristopher in a Krissy, or maybe more –

” — an iron fist in a velvet glove,” says designer Tu-Anh, co-founder and namesake of accessories line Tu-Anh. “It’s a description I feel suits my name perfectly. ‘Tu-Anh’ is not a typical name for a girl,” she continues. “Most Chinese and Vietnamese names are of flowers, plants, and gems. ‘Tu-Anh’ means ‘bright and charming;’ a female with this name tends to appear feminine on the outside, but masculine on the inside.”

Fittingly, Tu-Anh’s Vietnamese silk beaded scarf compromises neither beauty nor function, their mother-of-pearl flower necklace is boldly feminine, and their hand-sequinned clutches charm, but are built to last, much –

Unlike my patience, I’m afraid.