Pajama Pants As Real Clothes

Club Monaco pajama pants and shirt, Madewell jacket, Rayban sunglasses

You had me at pajama pants.  Remember when you were in high school and you went to school in full make-up, a giant hair-sprayed-bouffant-as-bangs hair and pajama pants to be ironic?  Well, apparently its now the "thing" to wear pajama pants as real clothes! Hallelujah.  Let's face it, nobody actually likes spending a full day in normal pants.  With the tight waistbands, zippers and buttons keeping you in, whats to like?  Especially if skirts and dresses are an option and you can be completely free.  Enter silk pajama pants with cargo pockets and an elastic waistband baby.  Yeah, it feels as comfortable as it sounds.  Let's hope this trend lasts forever...and ever...

Hermes, David Yurman, Jules Smith bracelets and Michele watch

Orange Is The New...Oh You Know

Club Monaco dress, Pour La Victoire shoes 

People keep saying "orange is the new black" and maybe it's because of that women's prison show, but I definitely have to disagree.  To me, black is still (and forever will be) the new black for many reasons: black is very sexy, slimming and easy to accessorize.  Orange on the other hand can never be the new black.  For one thing, it's very hard to make sexy, it's definitely un-slimming and you can only accessorize it with gold! That being said, I love the above orange Club Monaco dress even though it made me look a little like a human jack-o-lantern and people thought I was wearing it to be ironic--which I wasn't, but it was so unfortunately close to Halloween.  

 Maison Martin Margiela and Cartier rings, Louis Vuitton bag

Baby Calves

I'm a booties girl.  I have always been a booties girl and I will forever be a booties girl.  This is not by choice, despite the fact that there are probably about 25 pairs of booties on my "need" list right now, because quite frankly I need them.  This is because I have tiny calves, like really tiny calves. They are comically tiny, UNLIKE my upper arms which are like huge ham hocks.  But because my calves are so small, they pose a huge problem when wearing knee high or over the knee boots.  You see, it's not cute or sexy when you put on a pair of boots and they keep drooping down to your ankles.  Also not cute, when you buy a pair of boots made of stiff leather and then have to wear three pairs of giant ski socks to keep them up or go with normal socks and have that giant ring around your legs. 

That was the case before I met my "forever boots"--the amazing black suede Stuart Weitzman 5050 over the knee boots.  Made of half suede and half elastic they hug my tiny calves like little leg warmers.  And, I can actually walk in them comfortably around SF's long blocks since they're flats.  They've proven to be a classic and everlasting style as well because a couple of weeks ago, the 5050's celebrated their 20th anniversary.  Thank god too, because if these ever get discontinued, so are my boot wearing days. Now, I need to stock up on these puppies and grab all the amazing colors they offer: like these chocolate ones or these navy ones.  So great news for my calves, but no word yet on when they're going to make arm Spanx for my arms.  I'll keep you posted.  

Hermes, I Will Be Your Bitch

If you know me then you know that I love accessories.  I love a good arm party, ring party or Hermes party.  So when I got my first printed feature in InStyle's September Issue I knew I had to commemorate it with something special and nothing is more special to me than anything that comes in that orange box.  I had wanted Hermes' Collier de Chien leather bracelet for a long time.  Everything about it is alluring, the uniqueness, the exclusivity and oh the bling.  It's definitely an item that is in demand;  you can only buy them in the actual store and you can't special order them if they are not available.  Well at least my peasant-ass wasn't allowed to.

When I walked into the store, I think I mumbled some nonsense to the shiny French saleslady and then name dropped InStyle.  She had a copy of course and she looked me up of course (page 142, tiny corner blurb thank you very much) because I don't think that the Hermes rules allow some nobody to just walk in and buy something.  But to her, now I wasn't a nobody, I was a chick who had a tiny blurb on page 142 of InStyle.  And now, a girl who owns a Collier de Chien.  There were six Asian "Ringwraiths" surrounding me at the time who had to disperse because, you guessed it, there's only one in the entire store. I love it when that happens because somehow you feel like you're earned it.  I must say, it's now one of my top go-to pieces because it's makes all my outfits a little more edgy and cool.  Plus, I love the name.  "Collier de Chien" actually means "dog collar" in french and it's so appropriate because I will be Hermes' bitch any day.  

(Below are some photos of Me with Heather Cassady of Wish Social Events--one of the most talented event stylists around and one of my besties.   She had an editorial out recently in Grace Ormand featuring an amazing gay wedding that she styled.  So how do besties celebrate their dual editorials?  With photos and Hermes obvi.   Photos by Colson Griffith. )