I didn’t mean to turn my back you on, darlings.
I took a vacay from blogging dilettantism to be an actual dilettante. But I’m back.
And I’m still stuck on my uniform of bespoke silk jersey tank dresses, but I figured I ought to own at least one dress that hits below the knees, and this Black Fleece gray shift dress was a steal on Gilt Groupe.
Plus, it’s because this Black Fleece gray shift dress covers you up completely that that button-down back looks like an invitation…
This Diane von Furstenberg “Indina” jacket reminds me of a ’20s starlet’s monkey jacket.
Only Diane von Furstenberg doesn’t respect animals enough to use them in her designs.
Shame on you, Ms. von Furstenberg.
This Mongolian fur may be faux, but the Aloha Rag sale I got it from in Honolulu is real and alive…
This Alexander Wang draped back top is a calm lavender, but the naked back it frames is still stimulating. Maybe it’s our desensitization to the Hollywood Hills’ hills, maybe it’s the vulnerability of an open back, or maybe it’s just the charm of admiring a woman who’s both wildly revealing and a faceless stranger.
And maybe I should just buy this Alexander Wang draped back top…
This Chanel fur duffle bag makes me want to go vegan…
Nomade Exquis is a collection of fingerprint-unique, vintage jewelry curated by Mo Clancy. Nomade Exquis’s beginnings are as organic as the jewelry vibes: a former trendcaster, Mo started collecting the antique jewelry out of a passion for modernist, brutalist, and biomorphic pieces from the 1950-1970s .
Mo charmed me at lunch months ago. She shared that one of the artists behind Nomade Exquis’s collection used such harsh methods to create his brutalist jewelry that only deaf people could be employed at his factory…
Tinsley Mortimer’s almost as good a name as Kristopher Dukes.
And I dig it: the lady is a hustler.
But Samantha Thavasa bags blow, and Paris Hilton already conquered that pose and the world of fame for licensing’s sake…
There’s no middle ground with me.
Either I’m in a made-to-measure shirt dress or silk jersey tank dress, five-inch Giuseppes, and my bob’s carefully disheveled –
Or my hair’s pulled back, Francois Pinton sunnies are on, and I’m sweating in Norma Kamali sweats.
Still, I dig the idea of Prancing Leopard: workout gear that’s ready to wear to dinner.
Put on your Giuseppes but don’t bother about the rest — if you can’t make it to New York’s Fashion’s Night Out, have a Fashion’s Night In with Prancing Leopard…