First let me start by saying – HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE! I can’t believe how quickly 2012 flew by. I feel so blessed and fortunate for the lessons learned and new experiences received. 2012 was one of the most formative years of my life and I only hope I can multiple the inspiration and(…)
… I’m leaving today… One last style post in the Big Apple before I stray off to the sea. Of course it is Euro inspired because, well, that’s just me. I had a couple of events yesterday, Gap Launch at McKittrick Hotel and Estelle at the Darby, therefore my ‘ la mode’ side came(…)
With all of this heat in New York City, it was just a matter of time before the gods would speak and bless us with heaven’s bittersweet nectar… Rain! Rather than stay bottled up in my petit chateau, I decided to take a note from Gene Kelly and sing in the rain. “I’m singing in(…)
I couldn’t help myself… when I saw these cherry and marshmallow polka-dot blobs bubbling out of the earth, all I could think about was a psychedelic-hippy-shake-shake kinda shoot that needed to occur before they took my ‘shroom installation away (lesson already learned from American Cowgirl). Thanks to Yayoi Kusama, we were able to get a little(…)
What do you do when the wall you planned on utilizing for your 4th of July styling post has disappeared? Go to Plan B. Problem is… what is Plan B? Well lets start from the beginning – First of all – Happy 4th of July weekend to all my fellow Americans! Our favorite time to(…)
Do you ever ask yourself this: If Audrey Hepburn were to step out into modern day and ditch her old school “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” – 1. What would be her new, coveted luxury brand? 2. What would she be nibbling on? and 3. What would she be wearing? The thought hit me like a ton(…)
One of my favorite things to do is steal my boyfriend’s clothing and make my own little outfits. The boyfriend look is definitely on the top of my list! So instead of a boyfriend – I stole my photographer, Sammy Angus’, shirt which he acquired at the Brooklyn Flea Market shoot last weekend. (…)
There is something about throwing on my Isabel Marant Willow sneakers and running around the city that makes me regress back into an 8 year old child. The city all of a sudden becomes my personal concrete jungle gym and I cannot contain myself. So off to Brooklyn I went to let loose and maybe(…)
It’s almost summertime and all I can think about is traveling to a far away beach town lining some exotic sea. Whether is it St. Tropez, Ibiza, Mykonos, Capri or any other playful island, this tends to be a version of my daily uniform – all white, wedges and hair tied back in some shape(…)