Totally delicate and elongated, styled perfectly for her build. Her bangs were, like, perfection on that mile-high forehead.
And check out her nails, in matte mint!
One New Yorker's two cents on the daily opportunity of style
At the Alliance Francaise, that is.
This piece of deliciousness by Valentino is what I call a bag:
…I would go pick up Ash’s Muse Over the Knee boots. I spied them yesterday at Loopy Mango in DUMBO. With heels measuring just 3″ they might even be comfortable, and can’t you see them as part of a Pirate costume next Halloween?:

Pic from, and boots available on, Endless.com
Shiver me timbers! I saw this adorable specimen on the Brooklyn-bound F train last week. Her boots might even be the Ash ones:

Indeed, I love them. But as the costume reference might imply, these boots strike me as fashion (current, trendy), not style (enduring, timelessly chic). So, worthy of the investment? For me, I don’t think so. But maybe thinking about it is my whole problem!
Sunday was a day that just got better and better. Despite the looming threat, it never rained. The quirky-cool high-design Brooklyn Flea in a school yard in Fort Greene was awash in occasional sun and some seriously stylish people— eye-candy on all sides (plus tasty treats). And then my friend Lori and I swung into fabulous A.P.C-packed men’s and women’s clothier Stuart & Wright, where I swooned over the work of Lizzie Fortunato. Check out these bad-ass earrings:
So bold, yet so refined. Like this bracelet, too— though you can’t really see it, the chunky knit fastens with the most delicate 14 carat gold chain:

It’s the jewelry I never knew enough to want. But just my luck— now I know better. Lizzie Fortunato, you’re on my list!
(And the icing on the cake? The G train was actually running. On a Sunday!)
I swear it was before watching Eastern Promises. For a while now, in fact, I’ve been mesmerized by people’s tattoos. I don’t watch Miami Ink or anything, but when I tune into Project Runway, it’s Sweet P’s tatted arms I can’t keep my eyes off of.
Here in NYC, there is a fair amount of inky eye candy (nothing like Seattle, where being tattooed is mandatory and enforced by the local population). But imagine my surprise when I was struck dumb by a tat in rural Massachusetts:

So good, isn’t it? But that’s not all. “I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder…”

Now that is body art.
In my next life, I want some, too. But in this one, I think I’ll stick to clothes and keep on marveling at the ink on others.
We live in a knock-off culture; just ask Diane von Furstenberg. But a $15 (i.e., flammable) dress styled to look just like a high profile designer’s is only one possible outcome. Sometimes, ideas are appropriated and adapted, built upon, and result in something pretty cool in its own right.
On the uptown 2 train, I caught sight of the Coach Bleeker Wool Blanket Tote. Check it out:

(Photo from Coach.com)
Doesn’t it remind you of the Louis Vuitton Trunks & Bags collection of ‘06 (among the many other it-brands that rock the oversized logo stamp)?

(Photo lifted from the What’s Haute Blog)
Now some might say, “Ooooh, dirty knock-off!” But I like the Coach bag. What do I think saves it from being a total wannabe? The braided leather, coupled with the wooly blanket material. It looks Western, or indigenous, and not at all Euro-luxe. In other words, I think it’s Coach’s own take, apropos of its American heritage, and safely distinct from the likes of Vuitton, Prada, etc.
Another sweet, singular interpretation of an existing design? The Ash Vanilla high top:

(Image courtesy of Olive Shoes, but they’re on sale in Gold at Urban Outfitters)
No one was wearing metallic shoes in Paris, but I don’t care; I can’t resist them! Nor can I refuse a) high tops or b) wingtip detailing! And if that’s not enough, there’s also a pair with buckles (swoon).