Showing posts with label Louis Vuitton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Louis Vuitton. Show all posts

7/31/2012

Now You See Me, Now You Don't


I double dog dare you to scroll down and find out what’s missing from the photo above. Hint- it’s on my feet and matches the yellow brick road.


Muscle Tank: Theory | Oversized Zip Up: See by Chloe | Pants: Zara | Shoes: Zara | Nails: Essie |
| Necklaces: DIY & gifted from Norway | Clutch: Vintage Louis Vuitton | Lipstick: Laura Mercier |
| Bracelets: Gypsy Warrior, Vintage from my mom | Rings: Vintage from my great aunt's collection |

I salute you, Zara, for being the mecca of affordable fashion. I’ve been dreaming about the perfect camouflage pants for a while, and now my imagination’s prayers have been answered. These magical pants don’t work as an invisible cloak, but I think everyone would agree that it’d be nice to have camouflage that blended in with the concrete jungle to protect us from men on the sidewalks who think it’s necessary to shout dayyyuuum. But I guess the color of my heels entirely negates going incognito.

Photos by Kelly Shami

7/27/2012

Yayoi Kusama x Louis Vuitton

I quickly snapped this on my phone while walking by Louis Vuitton on 5th Avenue two weeks ago. Everyone's been losing their shit over this collaborationGo see the Yayoi Kusama exhibit going on now at the Whitney!



7/03/2012

American Girls, They Want the Whole World


Denim Pants: Blank NYCTee: Vintage | Denim Shirt: Zara |
Sunglasses: Gypsy Warrior | Necklace: Vintage | Shoes: Vintage | Rings: c/o Argentino Vivo |
Bracelets: MR x Dannijo, BCBG, Gypsy Warrior, Vintage | Clutch: Vintage Louis Vuitton |

It's been quite some time, thank you hand surgery, and there's no other time I'd rather return to blogging than on the Fourth of July. A while back, I created a version of this outfit in a "Wear It One Way Or The Other" blog post, but I've been itching to get a true visual version out for ya - sadly, sans the beautiful Proenza Schouler canvas PS1 that I included in my dream version. Sigh...


It's unlike me to post something without any commentary; writing is just as much of a passion of mine as style. But let's get serious, how can you fuck up dressing yourself for the 4th of July? 


American girls, they want the whole world. They want every last little light in New York City.