I can’t even count the ways I love this batshit genius Tsumori Chisato wallet.
A worn-in metallic gets me every time.
Typically, kimono tops drive me crazy with their big old floppy sleeves, but this clean-cut navy version, with its strategically-placed studs—with which you could go retro or rock and roll, depending on your mood—appeals deeply.
Uniqlo’s back with its Celia Birtwell collection for fall, and everything’s dirt-cheap and cute as you please. This red, cream, and blue silk floral top, for instance, strikes that rare balance between delightfully forward and perfectly office-OK.
I love these moto boots with hot pink shearling lining even as I acknowledge that they are incontrovertibly absurd.
This nifty weekender is from the Kate Spade Saturday line, which I checked out yesterday on my afternoon dog walk.* As an inveterate collector of travel pieces (have I ever discussed my menagerie of rolling suitcases with you guys?) it is the last thing on earth I need. And yet: I need.
*And from which I was not expecting much, as it is supposed to be the little sister collection of Kate Spade—a line that itself already feels too young for me at this stage in the game. But it was actually kind of fun; the tableware in particular is worth a look (I liked these); as are accessories (this crossbody iPad case seemed nifty); and I liked the mix of cute sunglasses that look more expensive than they really are too. The clothes, while cute, really are for the target demo.
Looks as though I’m skewing seriously casual. And you?
1. Black skinny slouchy jeans
2. A perfectly classic Cardigan
2. Ye olde drapey top
4. A tailored army jacket
5. Ankle boots with a touch of height
For those who—like me—fear if they tried to pull off the plaid shirt trend, they’d look less like they were trying to do anything related to fashion, and more like they were headed out back to check on the compost heap, may I suggest this snappy little tartan scarf ?
I’m crazy for everything about this: the neckline is lovely and feminine but not too plunging, the flutter sleeves are deeply arm-flattering, and the hem hits at the exactly right spot. The shape is retro-ish without being costumey, and the color and print are to die. I am picturing it with black tights, tall boots, and a skinny leather jacket and falling in love love love.
Yes, it’s a lot of statement. But how often does one see such a brilliant pop of art nouveau these days?