Posts Tagged ‘Zara’
A palm tree print executed in a palette of black and red is a palm tree print I can get behind.
I have received a few requests from readers to share my must-have list of spring pants—much like the one on tops I quite recently provided for you. And I’m actually glad you asked, because I’m looking to stop defaulting to denim so constantly and rotate in some new options, many of which already exist in my closet, lonely and starved for attention. First up: The easiest thing in the world to sub in for jeans is a pair of casual chinos; they’re always so nice and unexpected in a color other than khaki. Traditionally, I have liked them sized up and super-slouchy, but lately that’s striking me as possibly a bit sloppy. This pair from J Brand is roomy enough to let me feel like myself, but tailored enough to look neat.
What could be better than the classic black trouser being given the elastic waist pull-up treatment? This wins my vote for the pant I most want to wear on a plane when I need to look good after the flight. (Check out this less pricey option)
Seasons come, seasons go, my love for cargo pants remains. They’re a classic by now, and nothing looks better than when you wear them with a white tee or button down and a big pair of earrings. (here’s a somewhat more casual pair I love from Current Elliott).
I am coming around to the idea that we might all be better off with one wildly printed pair of pants in our closets. These have such a classic cut that it keeps the crazy in check—which is what makes them work.
A classic black cropped pant never hurt anyone.
And by essential I am speaking here of my essentials, based on a recent and highly scientific study of my closet. First up: something in a print that goes bang.
An ethnic top with graphic black stitching against a white background—so good with an otherwise straightforwardly classic outfit.
A just-so slouchy asymmetrical tee.
A striped tee—natch.
I own a slightly different version of this Helmut Lang top (mine’s several seasons old by now) and wear it so much it’s kind of gross.
I’ve got various iterations of the popover—to borrow J. Crew’s term—in both black and white: they’re my version of the classic button down. Some skew boho; others menswearish. All get worn endlessly.
A little something in the girly and flowy department.
Against all rules of practicality, I’m suddenly craving a pair of light-colored boots. Like for instance this dove grey version of Acne’s popular pistol boot, which is just almost too damn cool for this world.
Wear this super-low iteration just like you would loafers.
I love this modified Chelsea boot, which takes things in a more tomboyish direction
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.
If I still worked in an office, I’d want a top like this to throw on for those days when I wanted to feel all confident and professional for a big meeting, but not at the expense of my infinite, inexpressible cool.
Last year around this time, I wrote a post about dressing for holiday parties in which I stated that the best approach regarding this type of event is to choose a really standout top and not worry so much about the rest. As a rule, nobody notices anything but what’s going on from the waist up at big parties—something I realized after attending a crowded and frenetic holiday function in a sweater dress whose sole interesting detail existed at the hem—and felt like the sartorial equivalent of the moment all the liquor runs out. So these days I adhere to what I like to call the Party in a Top philosophy. Everybody should own at least one party in a top, and you probably already do. But it never hurts to widen your array of options. I like this one because it looks like the soul of comfort, could just as easily be paired with jeans as dressy pants or a skirt, and—not least— has a sparkle component.
A black floral is always so damn sophisticated. And also just FYI: don’t let the sheerness scare you off: it’s just styled here with an especially immodest cami.
A party in a top doesn’t always have to make all that big of a statement: the sexy choker neckline here speaks volumes, quietly.
Just the kind of very easy, very feminine but not at all prissy top I live for.
Back when I worked in an office and was in the habit of wearing dresses every day, I found it maddening that I couldn’t locate more coats with dress-length hems. And just this week, when a reader requested a post on just exactly that, I found myself maddened all over again. Why is something so uniformly necessary so impossible to find? Why doesn’t every designer want to make a coat that’s nicely long and maybe just a little sweeping and dramatic? Why can’t there be more like this gloriously asymmetrical number from 10 Crosby?
This one’s got it right: clean and classic, with a touch of military styling.
The styling here drives me crazy—I know it’s very Fashion to have a skirt hem sticking a few inches out below a coat but my eye will never get used to it. Still the coat itself has got such a nice menswear-ish cut. And the color’s unbeatable.
No season is a more swift and efficient style killer than winter, and no one article of clothing is more responsible for that annual death of chic than the down jacket. They are as inherently unattractive as they are unilaterally necessary, and they make us all look a little bit like each other as we lumber down the sidewalk, all puffy and bundled. I have managed to dig a few up that I think are on the cuter side of things, though. They’e all thigh-length, because a girl’s got to stay warm. First up: this wooly on the outside, downy on the inside number with a hood and always- cute toggles.
I like the cocoon shape here, and the funnel neck looks like it’d be crazy cozy.
So very sportif in the navy, and nice and slim in proportion, with a black faux fur collar. I am forever a sucker for the blue and the black.
This one’s just like a really smart, big, well-proportioned hug.
A little bit on the shorter side, but I’m allowing it because it’s got leather sleeves, which is kind of to die.
My position regarding faux fur is that if you choose wear it, it’s best to dive right in and go really obviously faux. This swellegant little bundle doesn’t fool anyone even for a moment, but that’s part of its charm, don’t you think?