Sending off 2011 and ushering in 2012, in style. [[ shirt: calvin klein collection // bowtie: club monaco // shoes: vintage hugo boss // fur clutch: michael kors collection // fragrance: tom ford grey vetiver ]]
Yes, its true.. I am a New Yorker! I moved into the big bad city a few months ago and its been a whirlwind. I’ve been quite busy with.. well, life. The roommate and I finally took some time to explore the area that is Hell’s Kitchen on an unseasonably warm day a few weeks ago. What was once a gritty area is now evolving into quite a popular neighborhood, full of food, nightlife and friends. Come explore Hell’s Kitchen with me, in living color: [[ restaurants abound on 9th avenue ]] [[ exploring the ins and outs ]] [[ the future of hudson yards ]] [[ silver towers/highrise development on the far westside. aka, bankerville ]] [[ dog park on the hudson ]]…
I was out shopping two weeks ago with Karen and it was the most random day. We stopped by Barneys to see if there were any Céline Boston totes [in medium], grabbed coffee/tea and macarons, bumped into Bryanboy outside Bergdorf, visited the Bergdorf/Marc by Marc Jacobs/Teen Vogue event and was shot by the Bill Cunningham. That next Sunday, I hunted down a Sunday Times but didn’t find anything. My surgery + Thanksgiving totally occupied my mind for the past two weeks and I completely forgot about it until Karen texted me a few minutes ago to tell me about this: [[ New York Times // On The Street, Off Leash ]] “Young men showed no signs this fall of being shoved back into the…
[[ blazer: elie tahari, white t: calvin klein, pants: theory, bag: coach, tassled loafers: cole haan, jewelry via david yurman, watch: michael kors ]] One of my favorite things to do in Paris was to walk around all day. The main streets bustled with tourists and shoppers but the alleys and side streets were the best parts. On one of our aimless trips, we came across a stationery store with some of the prettiest cards and letterheads [can you see in the second picture?]. It’s exciting to stumble across small gems, no? When I am in New York, I never really have/make time to roam. As much as I love going to Greenwich Letterpress, the magic still isn’t the same as when I stumbled…
Reminiscing..