Did you see those floral trousers on Jeanne Damas’ Instagram?
Of course they’re from Rouje.
I’ll do a summery dress, obviously, or a summery skirt, but I’ve never been one for summery trousers.
You know how Castañer is deep-rooted in fashion history for creating the best espadrilles for Yves Saint Laurent or Hermès?
It’s the same for Maison Michel’s hats.
In the mid 1930’s Maison Michel made a name for themselves with their millinery talent. By the 70’s, they were crafting caps for houses like Dior, Valentino, and Chanel. Nearly 30 years later, Chanel acquired Maison Michel under their Métiers D’Arts subsidiary, Paraffection.
TLDR: Your jeans are destroying the environment.
Think of all those toxic chemicals used to dye and thousands of gallons of wasted water… just so that we can buy another pair of jeans (that if we’re being honest with ourselves, we probably don’t need).
Grim, right? Yeah, but don’t click away.
While I waffle if I like the Reformation or not, one thing is undeniable: they are reforming ethical fashion… and that includes their jeans.
Through drunken concerts, hikes in the jungle, and pounding countless city blocks…
It took me 3 years to break in my Adidas Stan Smiths and make them look loved (read: distressed).
Through typing in “SSENSE.com” into Safari, clicking on “Golden Goose,” taking out my Amex, and ordering…
Somewhere between an inherently anxious disposition, a tendency to fall asleep during Savasana, and a proclivity for Old Fashioneds, I try to follow the Gwyneth Paltrow’s Goop in hopes of being more, well, goopy.
That doesn’t mean I’m totally balls to the wall. I pick and choose what to practice; vegan chickpea “tuna” salad, yes; jade eggs, no.
In the 90’s my sister had a thing for lace up heeled boots.
She had two pairs, one in black and one in white.
We called them her witch boots and obsessed over their powers. Like a traditional little sister, I
wanted needed my own pair.
Frette : Linen :: Wolford : Tights
Rimowa : Luggage :: Wolford : Tights
Eres : Swimwear :: Wolford : Tights
If the SATS’ analogies had been formed with designer items, my scores wouldn’t have put me in remedial English.
Sometimes there are no arguments what the “top of the line” item is.
New York Times, Racked, Jezebel, and thousands of women around the world all agree: when you want the best hosiery, you go to Wolford.
The Holy Closet Trinity: White t-shirt, battered denim shorts, and a black silk slip dress.
… there is nothing in this world that’s easier or more fun to wear than any of those three pieces. But there’s nothing in your closet that’s harder to find than that perfect one.
After adoring my Matis, Lena, and Gabin dresses… and of course the Lolo jumpsuit… it was bound to happen.
It was only a matter of time that I got a sour cherry.
Peak cherry season, for the fruit and the clothing print, is early summer.
… you remember those long sweet days when all you want to do is pop by the farmer’s market and grab a bag on your way to the water.
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.
I hate how much I love this dress.
The year was 2010. I was a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed sophomore at FIT who waited outside Madewell for Alexa Chung’s debut collection during Fashion’s Night Out. Luckily by the time I tried it on, the Strokes had left the party. It’s hard to explain, but her Madewell collaboration looked awful on me.