Posts Tagged ‘winter with dignity’
My new home is located dangerously close to some of my very favorite stores, among them No. 6—purveyor of excellent indie-label apparel and clogs of every iteration under the sun. So it should come as no surprise that it didn’t take long for me to make my way over and shell out for these shearling booties, which half the women in New York already own, but I care not, because you know what? They may just be my best purchase of the entire winter. On days when big clunky snow boots are overkill but the streets are still on the slushier side, they keep my feet nice, warm and dry. Plus—and this is key—they’ve got treads on the soles, which is so important when contending with this town’s hideously, icily treacherous sidewalks.
This reversible cocoon jacket is a touch lightweight to be worn on its own right about now, but I’m thinking it might make one pretty adorable layer.
This Ten Thousand Things enamel charm—so warm and beachy on its simple length of leather—is the perfect little indulgence for anyone looking to buy a little happiness on a day as rotty and stormy and definitely-coming-down-with-something as today.
I’ve gotten a few requests from you guys to share some insight into how I dress when the winter weather becomes the headline and style grinds to a halt. And frankly, I’ve been reluctant to do so, because my uniform becomes so deeply boring when the weather gets like this and I—like many of you, I’d guess—rely on the same very few pieces pretty much every day. I’m sick to death of each and every one of them, but I will say this: they’ve all withstood the test of time, and perform their functions well, and so share I shall. I had no luck at all with snow boots until I tried on a pair of Sorels at a shoe store on 8th Street a few years back in the middle of a storm. They’re not the most dainty option, but they’ve got a certain Nanook appeal, and they’re warm as the day is long. Plus, you can really make tracks in them.
Winter is pretty much the only time of year I wear skinny jeans anymore, because they make the all those big boots and sweaters feel that much less bulky. And because—and I’m sure no science actually backs this up—a body-hugging pair of jeans just always seems like it should be warmer.
I like to keep my behind well under wraps when I’ve got on skinny jeans, and for that reason—and also because it provides a super-light first layer—I always start off with a long black camisole, no matter what. This one is actually much longer than it appears here, almost like a very, very short dress.
The next layer up is a super-soft tee: I’ve got a menagerie of perfectly broken in (or, depending on your perspective, slightly worse for wear) options, and among my favorites are a couple from Alexander Wang. They’re kind of big and tomboyish, though, so if I’m looking to streamline and prettify I’ll go for a tissue-thin, semi-sheer option, like this one from Enza Costa.
About six sweaters survived my recent closet purge, and three of them are Vince: they’re all roomy without being boxy , very soft, and warm without adding crazy amounts of bulk. And if you wait until the end of the season you can always find some good ones on sale.
I am also a big fan of the Spiewak Snorkel Parka; half of the really stylish magazine editors trot them out for fashion week, when the shows just keep coming no matter what mother nature dishes out, and they always look fantastic.
I do not indulge in fancy gloves, because I lose them at such an alarming rate that you’d think somebody was paying me to do so. This year I stocked up on these, from Muji, which come with nifty touchscreen capabilities.
It’s a balmy 18 degrees out today, just business as usual, and I am so damn tired of all of this hideous polar vortex business—and frankly alarmed, as it is, after all, only January—that I did the only logical thing I could do under the circumstances and bought myself this crazyass snake print cashmere sweater. It’s so poppy and bright and just almost too much, and is just exactly the F-you to winter I feel the moment demands.
I’m a big fan of the tiny hit of luxury—especially right about now, when we’re all trudging around in our Sasquatch boots and feeling less than glam—and this wee gray pearl is so exactly right: I want to add it to my ring stack right now and stare lovingly at its gentle, muted glimmer.
My closet purges are always a battle between the sentimental me—who will want to hang on to a coffee-stained dress I haven’t worn in years because I associate it with a particularly nice day—and a cold and mercenary being I barely recognize as myself who wants only to create order out of chaos. Cold and mercenary pretty much always wins the day, which turns out OK most of the time, but I have also gotten rid of pieces that I’ve wound up missing horribly. This time around, my big Irish fisherman’s sweater was in the reject pile—too much unnecessary bulk, not enough wear—but then the first snowstorm hit, I had a lunch date, and none of the sweaters that had escaped my bloodless gaze seemed quite suitable for addressing the suddenly extreme weather. The fisherman’s sweater was suddenly the only and perfect thing. And I am feeling so grateful that fate intervened and spared it for me that I have chosen to find some variations on the theme for you. Here’s a splurgy option, from Band of Outsiders, which I love of course because of the contrasty neckline.
A cardigan version makes a lot of sense for days when you’re going from freezing cold to warm and heated a lot, and you could do a lot worse than this classic one from LL Bean.
A more minimal—and exceedingly well-priced—option.
I like this one because it reads as a fisherman’s sweater, but is actually quite lightweight and has those fun cropped sleeves.
My friend Andrea is the most stylish person I know, and when it gets cold like this, she puts on her Uggs and doesn’t care what anyone thinks (of course what everyone thinks is, “Look how cool Andrea can make even Uggs look.”) I am in no danger of making Uggs look cool, but am very seriously considering acquiring a pair anyway, because this cold is bringing out the wuss in me and my toesies are cold. In this brown, I find them almost acceptable. Thoughts?
Quite a lot of print, yes. But when you’re on crazy arctic lockdown and layers are the rule of the day, it’s nice to throw something a little unexpected in there between your sweater and big-ass parka.
This is a toughie, because the whole point of this boot is to come from a place of both crazy and cute. But for the purposes of this exercise, you can only choose one.