Thursday, August 30, 2007
1. Everything is about five seasons old, and picked-over.
2. The mark-downs aren't that incredible.
3. It's a cat-fight until the end.
I took a look-see on my way to the gym last night in order to find out what the fuss was all about. It's the end of the sale, which lasts two weeks, so I just assumed I would be starring at thousands of pairs those god-awful gingham Louboutin espadrilles every high-end retailer is trying to pawn off to their sale-seeking customers.
Untrue! Sure, I did see a couple pairs of those Louboutins, but I also found some printed Marni tshirts, a gorgeous dress from Brian Reyes and a Balenciaga blouse that I had salivated over when I first saw it on the shopping pages of Elle. I went with the blouse, which was marked down from $520 to $70.
If you're in NY this weekend, catch the sale on its final days. You might find your very own Balenciaga diamond in the rough.
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
I'm trying my best to post original ideas and finds on this little blog, but I just have to mention Daily Candy's feature on Petit Bateau's new line of undies.
The bra tops are cute, too, with tiny flowers embroidered in pink, white and blue. Like the Duet bras, these are for smaller chests, but I don't want to leave my bosomy friends out. If you wear a C+ and endorse a particular bra, let me know what it's called, where to find it, and I'll happily feature it.
Later on in the day, a sample of Desert Essence Organics Pumpkin hand cream arrived on my desk.
My friend Marisa is also salivating over J.Crew's wool herringbone Bella jacket in Heathered Coral (OK, not quite pumpkin, but pretty close).
Mmm. I just love this flavor, color and scent. Next addition to my personal pumpkin patch? Trader Joe's pumpkin spice granola. And I wouldn't mind some J.Crew cashmere -- in pumpkin -- as well.
Monday, August 27, 2007
I receive dining and bar privileges at the NAC because of my membership to the Newswomens Club of New York, which is also located in the historic Tilden Mansion. And lucky I am -- membership to the NAC is over 2 grand per year -- a bit beyond my limited budget.
Although you must be a member to dine at the club, many of their year-round talks and events are open to the public.
Friday, August 24, 2007
What can I say? Crudup is, as always, brilliant. He's totally nuts, totally angry, totally mean and very, very sexy as a children's book author with an unfortunate past and bleak future. Moore plays an illustrator with typical, quarter-life crisis issues. I'll admit it, I'm a huge Mandy Moore fan, but I recognize her limitations. She nearly holds her own against Crudup, which is a huge compliment.
Script? Well written. Cinematography? A little too forced for me -- lots of annoying, Michel Gondry-but-without-the-talent dream sequences and quick cuts -- but there are some great shots of the Williamsburg bridge. Soundtrack? I'll sit out on the Joanna Newsom, but the overall, it was quite good.
The story itself is not indie as the rest of the film might hope to be -- it's a mainstream romantic comedy, with a predictable ending. But I enjoyed it. There were moments that genuinely reminded me of my own life, and that's rare.
Enjoy the weekend.
Thursday, August 23, 2007
I have to admit, I like going to the tents because it makes me feel like I'm in it, but they're lackluster. Presentations in the Meatpacking District and places like the Grand Ballroom in the Manhattan Center are more interesting, adding a bit of color to the show's story.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Two friends made the same comment to me today: why does pair of shoes -- priced at $500 three years ago -- currently sell for $1,000, and a handbag -- once marked at $900 -- boast a price tag that reads $1900?
One of the glossies (I believe Vogue) ran an excellent article on the skyrocketing cost of high fashion in last September's issue, so I won't go into incredible detail. To sum it up, you -- and my friends -- are not imagining things. Prices are climbing and our paychecks aren't climbing with them.
Fortunately, there are designers like 3.1 Phillip Lim and Nili Lotan to keep us clothed -- even if it's only at sample sale time -- but when it comes to bags, there are very few I truly love that ring in at less than $1,000.
Enter Coach. Anyone that knows me is aware of my disdain for monograms, so suffice it to say Coach hasn't been one of my go-to lines this past decade.
But Creative Director Reed Krakoff, genius that he is, has changed that, re-introducing the Bonnie Cashin classics that made the brand so famous in the 1960s and '70s. I've been searching for a navy blue envelope bag for fall and this City Bag, originally released in the 1980s, is essentially perfect. At $278, it's affordable, too.
Let's put it this way: I'm a changed woman. Despite those unsightly bags covered in Cs (the fact that they don't stand for Chanel makes them even worse), I wish Krakoff and his soaring stock all the best, and plan on contributing frequently to its success, even when I can easily afford a $1,000 bag.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Friday, August 17, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Next time I'm in Paris, I'm taking lots of cash for shopping in the markets, but I'm also planning on staying at Hotel Particulier, a five-suite mansion in Montmartre in the 18th arrondissement.
But I don't think that's a negative. When I stay, I'm aiming for The Tree With Ears suite, designed by Pierre Fichefeux, an illustrator and art director who resides in Amsterdam. The wallpaper is rich in color and texture, but the room's extraordinary light adds a fresh feeling to the spot.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
That is, until, I moseyed on into Azaleas on 10th Street in the East Village. I explained my issue; they presented the Duet bra. Made in Poland, this difficult-to-find push-up is made with a delicate flat stretch lace, and rides so low on your chest that revealing shirts are no problem. The comfortable under wire gives just enough support.
The Duet is available in six or seven colors, with a seasonal color in the rotation.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
This guy's The One.
The menswear designer -- a 2007 CDFA Perry Ellis Award nominee --updates American classics with a slim (but not too slim) silhouette.
Translation: your boyfriend doesn't have to be Pete Doherty-skinny to look good in these clothes. Plus, the Japanese cotton Hamilton uses is super high end, so the pieces will wear well.
I love the fleur de lis on the tie pictured, and the soft-red and black take on a traditional sailor top.
Want more of Mr. Hamilton? You can pick up these pieces at Bergdorf Goodman.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Tomorrow: clothes to buy your boyfriend. No, really, you can't have these ones.
Friday, August 10, 2007
To be clear, I'm not talking lingerie, here. There's always more room for Araks.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Monday, August 6, 2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
It may be 83 degrees Fahrenheit, but I'm still day dreaming about my autumn wardrobe.
First on my list? 3.1 Phillip Lim's three quarter length sleeve wool lumberjack coat in red and black.
Lim has been my favorite designer since his days at Development, and I was fortunate enough to be invited to the opening of his first stand alone store in Soho on July 17. Of course, I desired essentially every piece on the racks, but this transitional coat seemed to capture my personal style best. Other favorites include: a blue and gray plaid blouse with a white bib collar, and a shrunken canary yellow raincoat.
Saturday, August 4, 2007
Erie Basin, an antiques, furniture and fine jewelry gallery, displays its pieces as sculptural works of art. I fell for an ivory and onyx 19th century ring that was moderately priced at $145. Owner Russell Whitmore was friendly and clearly engaged in his work, which makes it even more satisfying to pick up pieces by contemporary designers like Giles & Brother by Philip Crangi.
The shop's closed for the second half of August, but if you're a New Yorker, I suggest heading down to Red Hook one September Saturday, combing through Whitmore's treasure trove, then heading to The Good Fork for mussels and French martinis.