Thursday, January 28, 2016

pins and needles

Jacket: Coach (borrowed, on sale now); Sweater: Coach (borrowed, on sale now); Jeans: DL 1961; Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Clutch: Coach (sold out); Sunglasses: Ray-Ban; Scarf: Coach (borrowed)

Yep. Months later and I'm still obsessed with this jacket. Sadly, it was borrowed. For an event back in September (eep, this photos are OLD -- no snow, I was still tan and my hair was lighter!). Good news? The jacket is on sale still. Snag it here. 

Go ahead. Make Danny Zuko proud. You know you want to.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

i'll have what she's having {sweater weather}

Sweater: Coach; Skirt: Coach; Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Scarf: Coach; Clutch: Coach (sold out); Sunglasses: Celine

If there's anything you need to know about San Franciscans, they love their sweaters. Sweaters and leather jackets, that is. But sweaters are probably their first love. Which is why this former West Coaster is happy to report her sweater game is still going strong out here on the East Coast (I originally thought I might just be living in a down jacket around the clock, but man, the heating in most buildings is nothing short of the Bahamas). 

With that said, I'm doing a midseason stock up with the sales in full swing still. Main things I'm on the hunt for? Fringe-y (word?) chunky knits and turtlenecks. But come to think of it, I'm always on the hunt for turtlenecks, much to many a date's chagrin. (Sorry fellas, not sorry!)

Here are 30 knits, all on sale, that I have my eye on...one of which, happens to be the Coach sweater I'm wearing here (shot back in September that I recently rediscovered when I was going through old photo files!). 



Tuesday, January 26, 2016

mexican siesta with jw marriott

Swimsuit: Cynthia Rowley here and here; Dress: Suno (from a previous season, more Suno here); Heels: Steve Madden; Sunglasses: Celine

This probably goes without saying at this point, but I can't resist a good Mexican siesta every once and a while. Case in point? Just this past year alone, I've visited Cabo in May as well as August, experiencing completely different parts of the area and local flare both times. And as luck would have it, just this past week, I hopped back for more, this time for the grand unveiling of the JW Marriott, which opened it's doors earlier this season.

Click through to see more photos and read more about my experience across the border...

Monday, January 25, 2016

jonas

Coat: Zady; Sweater: Kenzo; Jeans: JBrand; Boots: Sorel; Bag: Strathberry; Sunglasses: Celine; Hat: Gap

So for all my New Yorkers (and East Coasters in general), how did you survive Jonas? I, for one, indulged in some new lingerie and sweatpants (a good combo when you don't control your building heat), caught up on my face mask routine and binged on season one of Narcos. There also may have been an adventure outside at one point to dinner, where 7th Avenue was literally a ghost town -- no cars out and just a few pom pom beanie clad folks, traipsing through the swirling snow.

As much as the cold put a damper on my recently acquired Cabo tan, I have to say, I'm a fan of cozy winter days just like that. They give you the perfect excuse to hole up inside, light some candles and do you. Whatever that entails. 

Friday, January 22, 2016

winter chocolate {arrojo tribeca}

Dress: Self Portrait (similar style here); Coat: Zimmermann; Shoes: Manolo Blahnik; Bag: Chanel; Sunglasses: Celine

Those who are close to me, know that I tend to be a creature of habit when it comes to my hair. If I find something that works, I tend to stick with it. If it ain't broke, don't fix it, right?

While that makes it somewhat easy to get ready in the morning (I have my curling routine down to a science), it does mean that I don't experiment all that much with color. Because, in all honesty, it scares me a little. My hair is pretty dark to begin with and naturally dry -- all of which seems to make for a recipe for disaster. On top of that, no matter how many photos I bring in of Mila Kunis and Natalie Portman, I never seem to achieve the same effect (cue heavy, #firstworldproblem sigh here). 

If you recall, this past summer marked my first foray into highlights and while it took a second appointment to tone down the brass factor, I loved how they looked for a hot summer in the city look

And then I got distracted. Life happened. And it all grew out. And the brass factor came back. Strong. So I called Arrojo and squeezed in a little appointment at their new Tribeca location

That's where I met Gina and Kayla. Gina, being the mastermind behind the rich winter chocolate color you see here (she used a glaze -- or in her words, 'lipgloss for your hair.') And Kayla, being the mastermind behind my long overdue trim -- but not chop -- as she was sensitive to the fact I was still growing out my locks from my bob of yesteryear. Both ladies were patient, detail oriented and we all bonded over our shared obsession with "Making a Murderer." 

All in all, I love how the total look came together and feel much more winter ready because of it. Huge thanks to Arrojo for updating this gal's dreary locks -- she'll definitely be back soon.

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

surely shearling

Coat: Coach; Jeans: DL 1961; Sweater: Everlane; Boots: Stuart Weitzman; Sunglasses: Celine; Scarf: McQueen

Currently building out my collection of fuzzy, fur lined, shearling trimmed, perfectly undone coats. And I have to say, this recent Coach addition, is a fast favorite among the troops. So. Freakin'. Warm. And at this time of year, that makes me So. Freakin'. Happy.

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

only living boy in new york

Coat: Zimmermann; Dress: Urban Outfitters (old, but similar style here); Boots: Stuart Weitzman; Bag: Chanel; Sunglasses: Celine

Sometimes, if you plan it just right and you set enough early alarms, you can catch New York just as it's waking up. Before the crowds swarm the streets. Before the New York Times gets fully dropped off at most subway newspaper vendors. Before the steps of the New York Public Library get claimed by photographers and school children and tourists alike. 

And for about 30 minutes or so, it's just you, the Sunday Times and the steady rumble of the subway underfoot. You! The only kid with the whole playground to yourself.

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