Usually I find it so depressing and even annoying when stores—the very moment after they’ve wrapped up their post-holiday sales— fill their racks and windows with filmy little nothings we won’t be able to wear for months. For instance, is it just me, or do you ever feel that to encounter a bikinied mannequin in the window of your favorite boutique as you trudge through the wintry rain and slush is to sometimes feel taunted by that bikinied mannequin? Oddly, however, I’ve had the precisely opposite reaction to my local Marc by Marc Jacobs store on Bleecker Street, which has been greeting passers-by with a happy riot of prints from its Resort line for a few weeks now. (This is a crazy look book picture I know, but apparently Mr Jacobs was trying to make a little 90s Seattle statement. And you can look beyond the over-styling and the crazy hair and see the cute, right?)
Today, as the temperature worked its way into the teens, an infusion of happy and bright suddenly felt advisable. So on the afternoon dog walk, I popped in. And while I’m not buying much in the way of clothes right now—LA’s profusion of great design stores got me all hopped up to do some home improvement—I couldn’t resist this tee: it totally takes care of my camo cravings without being actual camo, and I like the idea of wearing it with a sweater whose sleeves have been rolled slightly up, for a nice hit of unexpected color and print. Later on in the spring, it’ll be aces with khakis.
Yes, I am a grown woman. And yes, I love this kittycat-print tee. Both of these things are true.
I’m mad for this orange/red print, which shows up in the collection a lot. Were I a resident of Miami, this dress would be a delight.
Those of us in the northern reaches might be better served with the print conceived as a scarf. Which actually comes off a bit chicer anyway, no?