Over the weekend, Max Mara ambassador Natalie Joos and I raided each other’s apartments –mine in the Financial District, hers in Williamsburg. I’m wildly obsessed with her cool, eclectic style. There are very few “street style” stars who wear clothes in a personal kind of way. She’s a true original.
Her wardrobe is a terrific mix of the latest and the greatest, upcoming designers and of course, a ton of vintage pieces. She’s a HUGE champion of vintage shopping — she also took me to one of her favorite vintage stores in Brooklyn. Her closet is a well-organized operation with military-grade precision. Every single item had their own space and place. She has an accessories closet that housed her bags, hats and shoes. She invested in a custom-built closet in her spare guest bedroom which stored even more shoes and a ton of dresses. Her coats, like me, go to different rolling racks. Her sweaters (and yes, even socks) are all folded nicely. Even her sunglasses are organized, by color and style, in a really cool rotating stand that you usually find in shops.
It’s very impressive how she mixed different things that I own in ways I never thought of before. She knows what looks good in photos without even trying things on. A strip sweater underneath a printed grid top? Major.
Personal style aside, what I love Natalie the most is her intimate stories about life, living in New York and of course, dating. I live vicariously through her dating stories!
Visit Natalie at Tales of Endearment.
Click HERE for Fashion Credits
Shot in Williamsburg and Financial District
Photos by: Bryanboy, Natalie Joos and Luke Meagher
I think it’s interesting how I’ve turned into a breakfast person over the years. I’ve spent most of my youth going to bed when the sun rose up. The word “breakfast” was certainly not part of my vocabulary back then. I remember hating on “breakfast” for many, many years. I thought it was pointless and excessive. Why eat when you’re gonna have lunch in a few hours later anyway? I’m ok with my morning coffee and orange juice, thanks very much.
These days, a I can’t live without a full breakfast. It’s my favorite meal of the day. A man cannot liven Starbucks Venti Americano and Marlboro Lights alone. Bring me that plate of meat, y’all! Mama needs her morning dose of protein!
I have no idea what triggered my love for breakfast. Hmmm. I have a theory that it has something to do with the fact that I spend more time in hotels than in my apartment. Free food everyone, free food! Breakfast buffets are also very colorful and pretty.
Another theory is that as I’e been waking up anywhere between 5 and 6 in the morning each day. Cue #oldpeopleproblems. I *love* waking up early. I always feel superior whenever I wake up before everyone else. I feel like a proper person, a real responsible adult. I’m also very productive in the mornings. When I wake up at such ungodly hour, it’s inevitable for hunger to strike, therefore it’s my cue to hit the buffet table.
Are you a breakfast person?
Cashmere sweater by Uniqlo
Silk tie scarf by Prada
Shorts by Alexander Wang
Petit Malle bag by Louis Vuitton
Shoes by Louis Leeman
Shot at Hotel Hermitage, Monte Carlo
Prada served the ultimate model Throwback Thursday moment this afternoon — Gemma Ward is back and she opened today’s Prada show while Lara Stone closed it. Here’s the full-length video of the Prada spring summer 2015 fashion show.
Three days after my wisdom tooth extraction, I swung by the Louis Vuitton boutique in Soho after being told by a friend that a huge chunk of Nicolas Ghesquiere’s debut collection for the house had arrived. The last time I went to the store was ages ago when I bought luggage. I had a hard time exercising restraint and self-control because every runway piece in the store was desirable. I love the floral trousers. I NEED the turtlenecks in all color ways and the zip-front jackets. And all the belts too! In the end, I walked out of the store with a couple of knits and the new Louis Vuitton Malletage Doc PM bag.
Oh Mr. Ghesquiere… you’re so dangerous to my bank account!
Purple scarf by Prada
Sweater by Acne Studios (click HERE to buy)
Shorts by 3.1 Phillip Lim (click HERE to buy)
Sandals by Givenchy
Bag by Louis Vuitton
I know summer is in full swing but the stores are dropping their pre-fall collections left, right and center. I swung by the Prada store when I went to Rome a few weeks ago. It was difficult to leave empty-handed. I’m in love with Miuccia’s pre-fall collection! One of my favorite pieces is this deep v-neck ultra lightweight wool sweater. The silk tie attached to it is an added bonus. I love the chic effect. So effortless, so easy. All I need is cooler temps to rock this outfit out on the street.
Sweater and trousers by Prada, sandals by Balenciaga
I think it’s refreshing to have someone who isn’t Mario Testino or Annie Liebovitz shoot the cover of Vogue. Photographer Mikael Jansson made his American Vogue cover debut with the absolutely stunning Lupita Nyong’o for the cover of US Vogue’s July 2014 issue. She wore a dress from Prada fall/winter 2014. They also traveled to Morocco for the inside spreads.
Click HERE to read the interview and for more images.
Photos via American Vogue
I find it very amusing how a huge chunk of my close friends, who, I must say, travel as often as do, hate the act of travel itself — flying in particular. Think of long hours sitting inside a steel cylinder, breathing the same recycled air with hundreds of fellow passengers, with no cellphone reception. I don’t mind flying. Heck, I love flying, especially long-haul flights! A 14 hour plane ride with a flat bed, no cellphone or internet access, just me, a few glasses of wine, the latest movies and a sleeping pill is my idea of heaven.
I had the same, familiar feeling of being up in the sky when Mr Swedish and I checked into the Hotel Atlas high up in the Rif mountains in Chefchaouen, Morocco.
In the words of Mr Swedish, the hotel was spartan, grounded and had a sense of simplicity to it. I thought our hotel felt like being in the Soviet-era. The friendly guy at reception was also the bell-boy, the concierge AND the manager. He held on to our passports for hours after checking-in for reasons unknown to man.
The hotel had several floors with many, many rooms and we were literally the only people in the hotel, so it was rather shocking why our room was located in the far end of our floor. Also, we didn’t have wifi access in our room. But who needs internet access when there’s a balcony where you can light up a cigarette and look at the spectacular view of Chefchaouen and its medina?
For the first time in ages, I felt truly disconnected from the world. The overall feeling was rather eerie. The silence was deafening, but we didn’t mind. I was in a state of solitude.
And I loved it.
Shirt by Hugo Boss, trousers by Prada, watch by Rolex, sandals by Celine
The first thing that came to my mind when Citi Bikes launched in New York City last year was “THEY’RE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME!” I’ve always been petrified of using bicycles in a big city. I think it has something do with my constant fear of being hit by a fast-moving vehicle. It’s already bad that I’ve almost gotten hit MANY, MANY times by a car/bus/truck WHILE WALKING let alone being on a bike. The last time I used a bike was in Paris about a year and a half ago when Rumi and I rented Velibs, not to bike around Paris but to use as props for our blogs…HAH!
I walked past shop with a sign that said “BIKE RENTAL” on our second day in Rome. Mr. Sweden and I went inside. I was curious what their bikes looked like. I was amazed how they have mini bikes, perfect for my petite self. After two days of Uber-ing and cabbing around Rome, I thought it would be refreshing to channel my inner Sporty Spice, rent a bike for an hour or two, see where our bikes lead us. Lo and behold we ended biking for four hours that day, with a quick pit stop at our hotel for an outfit change.
We loved biking so much we decided to come back to the same shop the following morning to do it again but alas, the shop was closed. After half an hour, I found another company and we rented slightly bigger bikes, not for a few hours but for a few days!
In a span of four days, I biked approximately 150 kilometers. We literally biked EVERYWHERE in Rome. EVERYWHERE! EVERYDAY!For hours each day. Right down to our last day. We’d start a little bit after sunrise and go back to the hotel by dusk. Saw most of the tourist spots and of course, we even went to the city outskirts. We also biked through a huge part of Appia Antica, one of the oldest, most important roads in ancient Rome.
Who knew there was a cyclist in me? I’m shocked! Will I do it again? Hell yes. I think I found a new love. This is so much better than Soul Cycle (which I, agonizingly if I may add, tried once and never went back)!
Feather crown, sweater, legwarmers and sandals by Prada, shorts by Rag & Bone, sunglasses by Balenciaga
Sweater by COS, sweatpants by Zara, sandals by Givenchy (click HERE), sunglasses by Balenciaga
Bracelets by Cartier and Hermes, watch by Rolex
Resurrection. As you can tell from my other social media outlets, namely Instagram, Twitter and Facebook, I’m still alive and I’ve been everywhere!
I know I took a (rather) long hiatus from the blog for various reasons beyond my control. Endless back-to-back trips happened — Costa Rica, San Francisco, Dubai, Florence, a quick jaunt to Madrid, followed by the usual Fashion Month festivities in New York, Milan, Paris, my week-long holiday in Rome followed by a pit stop in Stockholm and lastly, Madrid. In between New York and Madrid, before the European Collections started, my laptop crashed, effectively disconnecting me from the wired world of the interwebs.
Anyhoo, I’m finally back home, in my apartment, armed with a new laptop. I can’t wait to share to you all my adventures.
Feather crown by Prada, bracelet by Carier, watch by Rolex