J. Crew‘s having another of their 25% off of everything in the store* specials (just type in SHOPNOW at checkout) so on Friday I trekked on over to their Soho outpost and stocked up on socks and gloves. Not the sexiest shopping trip in recent memory, but possibly the most gratifying. I especially like my new glove/mittens (the Crew calls them “glittens,”; I can’t).
I have made some especially egregious splurges lately, so I was committed to this being a trip for just essentials. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have a look around. This collarless leather jacket reminds me so much of Agnes B when Agnes B was the rage.
A bib popover is such an easy shape, and the grey is nicely sophisticated.
With an oversized white button-down, red lips, and heels to the office Christmas party? Perfection.
*Except, it would appear, for Collection items.
I spent way too much for this Isabel Marant shirt, but it makes me so damn happy.
It does that magic secret French thing where it fits like this. Which—in my frightfully skewed value system—is something upon which you can not put a price tag.
But I digress...
In 1991, I bought the Anna Sui black and white check mini-suit you see here—minus the newsboy cap, and with a wee little skirt instead of shorts. It cost around $400, which represented enough of my paycheck at the time that I literally broke out in a sweat when I laid down my credit card. I never wore it all that much—life doesn’t call much for mini-suits, after all—but I will say this: while I’ve gone on to spend way more on far fancier items, no purchase since has ever felt quite so special.
Nothing sexier than a tuxedo top, buttoned as low as you dare.
I had a spirited debate with my friend Regan recently about sequins for day; she insists they’re a Fashion Never, but I believe that a small dose, well-deployed, can be good fun. The fact that the stripe of rich blue here isn’t front-and-center makes all the difference.
I’m sure there’s something out there as simultaneously chic and cheery as this blouse’s perforated star pattern, but I am quite certain I don’t know what it is.
Throw this on and your outfit’s got all the statement it needs.
You can look at the crew neck here in one of two ways: as a nicely laid- back version of a button-down, or as a dressed-up version of a t-shirt.
I bought the warmest coat I’ve ever owned, a Spiewak Snorkel Parka, back in my magazine days, after noticing it was what all the cool fashion editors who didn’t give a damn about pulling a look wore to trudge around in the snow and the muck during fashion week every February. They don’t make the exact model anymore*, but this version from Gap is as dead a ringer as you could hope to find.
*Although this one, also from Spiewak, comes close.
Otherwise known as the precise spot where fun meets chic. I love most anything red, white, and blue, and this Madewell crewneck has the added advantage of being super-soft and just the tiniest bit fuzzy.
Couldn’t not include something from Liberty’s brand-new line of wallets.
The mix of textures here gives the illusion of layering without the bulk.
This is just straight-up fun: a shearling and denim jacket from Current Elliott’s collab with Charlotte Gainsbourg.
I love these mugs from Dwell Studio, which come clashy-matchy, two of each to a set.
I used to have an actual active distaste for anything made of calf hair, but lately, weirdly, I keep finding myself attracted to it; specifically on footwear (it still kind of ooks me out on bags). These crazy winter boots by UK designer Penelope Chilvers boots have been haunting my dreams for weeks now.
The mixture of textures and patterns on these Nike platform sneaks just slays me.
These are on my (not-unlengthy) Definite Maybe list over at Maria Cornejo: they’re super-comfortable and look so cool on.