Dressing Room: Richard Chai for Target

Monday, August 4, 2008

R SAYS:

Scene: So after a long retail filled day at jane boutique, I figured that the Richard Chai line had already hit my local Target (even though it was technically Saturday, August 2, not the advertised Sunday, August 3). As after most days of sitting like a mindless drone in front of fashion blogs all day, all I really felt like doing was taking a nap, but my curiosity won out in the end and somehow my car drove itself past my house and onto glorious Target. I always feel like such a fashion dork whenever I hit up the GO International lines because i usually end up with an armful and then somehow manage to communicate with the dressing room attendant through my piles of designer goodies, which usually consists of me asking how many garments I’m allowed to take with me. 6 was my limit so I had to leave about 4 items at the main desk. I will say, of all the designer lines that have graced Target I think this was one of the best. While a lot of the pieces were totally wearable and decently well made considering this was Target, I was looking for a statement item. I think its a bit pointless to get something like a white t-shirt or a pair of black leggings when you could get something with much more of a pop value.

Tried On: Well as I previously mentioned, I took something of a mountain with me on my trip to the dressing room but managed to really like only a few things. I tried on the following items:

-The black sweetheart neck dress was totally adorable on but not enough for me to pay $40 for it. However I loved the exposed zipper in the back

-The blue dress could be cute it I hated it on me. I was intrigued by the stitching detail but I think its inevitably what made it look so awkward on me.

-The black skirt was cute but too plain for me and the blue bubble skirt was just plain ugly on but i tried it because I’ve really been wanting a colbalt blue skirt.

-The grey cardi was something that I was originally really excited about but it was just kinda blah in person and they only had it in one color. lame.

-The cobalt blue jacket but a really pretty color but something was just kinda off about it.

-The blue vest was cute but in no way as cute as the leather one (and I love the grey-beige color of it).

Bought: Okay, so in the end it came down to the blue jacket, the blue vest, and the leather vest. Of course I called in for reinforcements ere go me calling my mother. We finally got it down to the leather vest (which I’ll be honest was my favorite to begin with) which then meant that I had to call B because you wouldn’t buy something without asking your best friend if it looks cute on you obviously. She gave me the green light so after swallowing the $80 price tag, it officially became mine.

B SAYS:

I can’t set the stage for my Richard Chai excursion quite like my better half but I couldn’t agree more with R’s feelings toward the line. I too was pleasantly surprised by almost everything. Chai’s garments for Target really prove that you can get great style at a big box retailer. The detailing was most impressive, especially the tailoring on dresses and jackets. Previous collections for Target had style and quality but Chai managed some luxury. Best in show: flirty skirts. Entirely forgettable: zip-up sweaters. 

I didn’t try anything (why did it all look so small??) and so didn’t end up buying (I had my eye on a James Perse-esque zip front dress from Converse) but I wasn’t shocked when I came home to find the beige and purple dress on the floor of my sister’s closet. Here’s the ever adorable Isabel in her new purchase. She thinks it will be perfect for Sunday chapter meetings at the sorority house. (scarf, vintage; shoes, dkny)

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Style and the City: Prague

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

 

My first views of  Prague were from a run down bus station. Ever see the movie Eurotrip where the characters accidentally end up in Bratislava?  Not far from my initial impressions. Fortunately my worst fears weren’t confirmed. Prague actually feels unbelievably touristy and it was difficult to get a feel for the real city without souvenir shops or cafes with menus in English. We did our best and managed to find some cool shopping and restaurants to stick in between our hours at the castle and the Jewish museum.

What I packed vs. what I wish I’d packed: Prague is full of tourists so feel free to break out the sneakers sans embarrassment. Okay, maybe don’t go that far. But wear whatever you want. Jeans and a tank are best and toss a sweater on top. It can get chilly out of nowhere. 

Shopped/bought: The dollar has plummeted everywhere so the promises of cheap cheap shopping in Prague were not really fulfilled. You’d think that would stop us…

On the NY Times’ 36 Hours in Prague recommendation, we tracked down a “Czech Fashion Centre” map which outlines recommended stores in the Old Town. I’ll save you reading about each one of the stores listed and summarize: pass. The world’s most boring separates at times bordering on frumpy filled all seven of the named stores.

Not to be discouraged, we carried on with the hoards of vintage stores I’d been hearing great things about. We weren’t disappointed. Lena (the vintage connoisseur) and I agree, the best of the bunch are Retro, Vintage, and Laly.

Retro (Perlova 4, P-1) and Vintage (Michalska 18, P-1) are owned by the same charming woman and by and large have the same stock of vintage and second hand. It’s pretty much common knowledge that I’m terrified of used clothing (call it whatever you want) but a maroon Miu Miu coat from last season at Retro almost got me to change my mind. 

My fear of vintage does not extend to accessories and at Laly (Stupartska 3, P-1) I found this really great belt. Laly was my favorite of the six or so vintage stores we checked out for it’s extensive selection at the best prices in town.

On from the old and in with the new and cutting edge. Leeda (Bartolomejsha 1, P-1) had the best combination of spandex and diaphanous fabrics. Lovely creations you couldn’t find anywhere else and unfortunately, too rich for my pocketbook. Check out the website at www.leeda.cz.

Le Boheme Atelier (Stupartska 7, P-1) was lined with racks of clothes but the real gems were the knitwear: everything from hats and scarves, to sweaters, to necklaces (like the one I bought at left.)

Verdict: It takes a while to get into the swing of Czech shopping (and especially to find the stores along windy streets) but for truly unique finds, it’s well worth the work. 

 

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Weekly Obsessions: July 30th, 2008

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

B says: 

This Marc by Marc bag. Nuff said.

With just over a month to go, I’ve got S/S fashion week on my mind. But before I get too excited about coveting next summer’s it bag, Bazaar’s special fall fashion week issue gets me pumped about the heavy knits, boots, and skull caps (thank you Christopher Bailey) that I’ll be wearing in the upcoming months. 

R says: 

Chictopia.com: this website is basically a lookbook for street style. Users post their daily style creations to get rated and commented on by other users. Think of it as a kind of facebook for fashionistas. I don’t want to admit how many hours I’ve already spent perusing the style gallery (which FYI you don’t have to be a member to do).

Marc Jacobs plastic frame aviators: I don’t know what it is about sunglasses but I have never really found a pair that fit my face well until I stole a pair of my mother’s vintage plastic aviators (which of course I found out after purchasing several more expensive pairs). This is therefore leading me to believe that these sunglasses could be a fabulous fit. I love the green frames and the fact that they look a bit more sturdy than the ones I’m currently rocking.

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Style and the City: Vienna

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

By our stop in Vienna, the tourist bug had found me again and I was inclined only to do those things found in my trusty Rick Steves Europe 2008 (Stockholm snafu long forgotten). While my shopping ventures never strayed from simply léché les vitrines, Vienna is a small enough city that I was never far from the well dressed locals, and got some serious style watching accomplished.

 

Spotted: classic, formal style (button-downs and polos with jeans and jean skirts and black pants); bootcut and flared jeans (skinnies were outnumbered for the first time!); tailored jackets especially blazers; monochromatic looks with a pop of color were the predominant look and completely amazing. Here are some examples: black top and cropped pants with white ballet flats, black pants and coat with a red patent leather bag; black wrap dress, tights, and pumps with a multi-colored statement necklace, camel colored top and pencil skirt with stunning purple satin pumps, white blouse and pants with floral print ankle-strap sandals.

 

What I packed vs. what I wish I’d packed: We saw the beautiful city of Vienna in beautiful weather. Lena and I wore dresses each of the two days we spent there and were perfectly comfortable all day (though a sweater was necessary for watching the outdoor concerts at night). The city is small enough to see on foot (though we did use the blissfully easy public transportation twice) so comfortable shoes are key. I made a point of wearing a dress to visit the Hapsburg imperial apartments (which sadly did not make me feel like an empress,) to drink fancy hot chocolate at Demel, and to our tour of the famous opera house, but only to compensate for feeling like a schlub in Munich. The Viennese did seem more dressed up and this was a welcome break from the informality of our three previous destinations, plus I was happy to get use of the few remaining clean dresses in my suitcase.

Verdict: Unfortunately for this recount, I can’t make mention of the shopping; I literally did not set foot in a single store (well, one that wasn’t selling chocolates anyway) but I can say that Vienna is spectacular. The city is clean, beautiful, and easy to get around. There’s plenty to do and see (including my personal favorite, the single most impressive art museum I’ve experienced since the Louvre and maybe even ever). So, I guess I mean to say is that Vienna will certainly be seeing me again, and next time, I plan on acquiring some shopping bags (and ones specifically not from chocolate shops…)

 

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Style and the City: Chicago

Monday, July 21, 2008

Okay, so most retail loving midwesterners have at one time or another visited Chicago. It’s without a doubt the New York of the midwest minus the glitz and glamour. My weekend visit was spent with two girls that I went abroad with in London, Katie and Lauren, and our french little brother, Jules. We stayed at Katie’s apartment in Lincoln Park (hilariously named G-unit due to its letter address) and while I was stuck sleeping on an inflatable mattress all weekend, I was more than happy to get out of the Florida heat and away from the non-existent shopping. (on a personal note, this post was much wittier when I wrote it the first time but everything disappeared when I went back to post pictures so please excuse the lack of farce.)

What I Packed vs. What I wished I’d packed: I did a pretty good job predicting the Chi-town weather with my cotton clad suitcase filled with american apparel and fruit of the loom. While the humidity was a fraction of what it is in Florida, it was still pretty hot. I actually packed more clothing than I ended up wearing and I never ended up hoofing it around the city in my grey booties so I would have cleared those out for two items: a blanket and excedrin. While Lauren was nice enough to bring a plethora of blankets for us to sleep under we all still froze. The air conditioning unit decided to go down to a whopping 66 degrees and I was seizuring under my blanket… oh, and did I mention that it was too short? Lauren had cocooned herself in her blankets and was barely recognizable due to her sweatshirt hood covering everything but her nose. As for the excedrin, I woke up Saturday morning feeling like someone had smacked my head up against a brick wall several times. I’ve been getting horrible sinus headaches this summer (course I’m sure going out the night before didn’t help the situation) and had I remembered it I may have actually been able to enjoy the awesomely bad Chasing Liberty rather than feeling like my head was going to explode all over my air mattress.

Shopped/Bought: Our first day there we headed downtown to Michigan Ave. to cause some damage to my credit card. I was on a mission and was more focused on going to H&M and forever21 than anywhere else. I had been scoping out several fashion blogs during the week and found a H&M silk blend tank that I absolutely had to have. I described the tank to Lauren but figured that the chances of finding said shirt were about as likely as me still having money left at the end of the weekend. Somehow Lauren managed to not only find the tank I was looking for but it was the last one in my size. Its time like this that I believe there is such a thing as fashion fate. Immediately after finding my key purchase (which I then clung to like my first born child… if I had one) Lauren pulled out a pair of parachute pants/pedal pushers and made an MC Hammer comment. However, I was greatly intrigued. They were very high waisted and almost had tuxedo type detail with a tied belt. They reminded of something I had seen on The Sartorialist and then when I went back to find said inspiration, I stumbled upon a picture of a girl wearing my exact pants! They’re totally adorable on but I’m not sure that someone under 5′9″ could pull them off. While B disagrees with me on this one, I witnessed two of my friends try on my 80s throwback fabulousness and they were drown in the fabric’s volume (one is 5′3″ and the other 5′7″). While I’m sure a different style/cut might work, my pants didn’t seem to fit the bill. After H&M we went into the mall and I wandered into Mango, not expecting to find anything but of course I found this adorable tailed LBD. I tried it on and it fit me like a glove, needless to say I couldn’t not get it (yes the double negative was necessary) especially for the very on sale $60 price tag. It had simple little pockets and a U-shaped racer back that was in gold. It added the perfect accent without taking over the overall simplicity of the dress.

Had I still had money left post the damage I caused at H&M and Mango I would have dropped $110 on these amazing black patent ankle booties. They are nothing short of 4 inches high and have a little silver zipper on the side which adds a little detail and totally channels my chic beatnick look for fall. I still plan on buying them after I earn a few more bucks from jane boutique.

After the mall and waiting about 10 hours for Jules to get out of Abercrombie, we decided that we didn’t want to dig for further purchases and headed back to Katie’s.

Verdict: Overall, the city supplied me with exactly what I came looking for, the lines were short and speedy, and the weather was hot but in no way unbearable. Two thumbs up.

Rating 4.00 out of 5
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Style and the City: Munich

Monday, July 21, 2008

Touted as one of Europe’s cultural capitals, Munich was great for all the usual trappings: museums, shows, food but not fashion exactly. Sure, the shopping was decent (from the big names in luxury to small, specialized boutiques) but either everyone in Munich is a tourist, or fashion wise, they might as well be. We spent a total of three nights in Munich, the longest of any city so far and got to see a range of neighborhoods and thus, theoretically, a variety of its inhabitants. Close to the National Theater, where every major luxury store from Etro to Tiffany resides, it was the classic style of the ladies who lunch types and their chic teenage daughters that caught my attention. These so called, shickie mickies (I couldn’t actually find the correct spelling of this online so I’m going at it phonetically from what my tour guide said) are the German answer to yuppies and dress basically the same way as their American counterparts: button downs and jeans (skinnies for the daughters and boot cut for the moms), Chanel flats and giant totes, and topsiders. Venturing into the student neighborhoods, you lose the labels but the simple style remains. Munich had really only two fashion trends, if you can call them that: skinny jeans on parade in every imaginable color (cropped kelly green D&Gs were pretty standout while the best colored denim sighting was two teenage girls walking down the street in the same coral colored drainpipes) and Longchamp bags similarly in every color and shape the company turns out, were slung over arms all over the city.

I should mention, and this really is no joke, women in Munich wear the traditional Bavarian outfits. Lots of women. They’re on sale everywhere and apparently not just for the benefit of tourists. I was inclined to believe that they all just must work in beer halls targeted to foreigners but their ubiquity indicated otherwise. Fortunately, the men (with the exception of our enthusiastic Texan tour guide) do not follow suit and select lederhosen as standard day-wear.

What I packed vs. what I wish I’d packed: Now, if I could upload pictures from my computer onto Facebook (stupid technology) and make an album for Munich I’d have the perfect title: Deutsche Bag aka the time I wore Converse to the Opera. That was a pretty serious fashion faux pas, it was not entirely my fault, but it was a faux pas nonetheless. If I’d had the chance, I would have gone home from eating pretzels and drinking beer in the park and changed into this really cute pink, ruffled wrap dress from Forever I packed and have yet to wear and maybe, I dunno, showered, but alas, it was not in the cards. So that’s my advice: wear a dress to the opera. Otherwise, anything goes.

Shopped/bought: The shopping wasn’t stellar but I managed. My method of tracking down the hip shopping areas of cities has now become tried and true: where there’s an American Apparel, there will be worthwhile shopping nearby. This has yet to fail. (Note that I am not advocating shopping in an American Apparel while in a foreign country. The merchandise doesn’t change nor do the prices.) Anyway, this landed us in the area around Munich’s University, home to bookstores, galleries, cafes, and a few interesting boutiques. 

The best part about Sister’s Clothes (Türkenstrasse 66) may have been the jeweled hangers but the clothes were decently cute at decent prices. After much badgering, I succeeded in talking Lena into a lovely cocktail dress to suit her style, her budget, and the three weddings she’s attending later this summer.

Meschugge 54 (Türkenstrasse 54) was totally killer. I mean like I wish they’d open one down the street from me killer. Amazing dresses, skirts, scarves, and jewelry all from lines I’d never heard of. Lots of fringe, great prints, and really new and interesting shapes. I could have bought everything in the store but somehow (meaning with lots of help from Lena) I walked out with only one item—and it wasn’t even for me! Hope you like your present R!

Verdict: Come for the history, stay for the pretzels.

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Designer Dish: Richard Chai update

Monday, July 21, 2008

I have since checked the Target website and they have finally posted the official Richard Chai launch dates. His line will grace target stores on August 3 and will stay until August 31. Ladies, start your engines…

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The S&S Manifesto: America is my country but Paris is my hometown…

Monday, July 21, 2008

SO, WHO ARE YOU: Lena La Fleur, costume designer/Francophile/B’s traveling companion

DESCRIBE YOUR STYLE: colorful and eclectic

HOW DO YOU MIX HIGH AND LOW: I buy designer items on sale or in a second hand/vintage shop making them both high and low at the same time. In the end it’s not a matter of where the item came from, but what the item looks good with.

MOST LIKELY TO BE SEEN IN: more than 3 bright colors, my blue glasses, long earrings and two necklaces – one shorter and one longer 

BEST FASHION MOMENT:  This is simultaneously my best and worst fashion moment. I was wearing from the bottom up: brown knee high boots with brass hardwear (buckles, zippers etc), multi colored checker board tights, an orange linen skirt with large sunburst pleats that goes down to about mid thigh, a white shirt under a white loosely knit boatneck sweater, a long multi strand green beaded necklace, my lovely coffee stained marc jacobs jacket, and small cubed pink glass dangling earrings. It was a really hectic morning and I was rushing in front of l’Opera in Paris when a man stopped me and asked if he could take my picture. There are so many tourist scams in Paris that in my rush I didn’t hesitate to ignore him, imagining that he would take a photo of me and then charge me my life savings for the privilege. However, while speed walking away I noticed that he really wasn’t the tourist trap type. He was older, he asked in French and he was a stylish guy. Then it flashed through my head – oh my god, I just blew off the Sartorialist! – I had dreamed of being photographed by him and I got the chance and blew it! I wasn’t sure until I checked his blog for that day which was full of people in front of l’Opera. Oh well, I’m happy to be on Shoe Boxes and Skeletons instead.

DESIGNERS/LABELS: Custo Barcelona, Missoni, Marc Jacobs  

STORE: Beacon’s Closet, H&M, independent designer boutique I run into accidentally

FASHION MAG: Vogue

PRIZED ITEM IN YOUR CLOSET: A Betsey Johnson long turquoise corduroy trench coat.

NON-CLOTHING CLOSET ITEM: Sadly there are too many, but the piles of fabric I intended to make a quilt out of certainly take up a lot of space.

DREAM PURCHASE: A winter coat with an innovative cut and a bold color at an affordable price

BEST FIND: A layered yellow skirt – the top layer is of crinkle rayon sewn to a triangle yolk in a large print African flowered fabric and parts in front and back to show the bottom layer again in the African fabric with a triangle hem. I bought it in a hole in the wall Paris when I was 16 and still get compliments whenever I wear it. 

WHAT WOULD YOU BUY IF SOMEONE HANDED YOU $100: Lunch at Nougatine (Jean Georges, NYC) and as many items as the rest would buy me at Beacons Closet in Williamsburg, Bklyn.

I OWN TOO MANY: Earrings

BUYER’S REMORSE: My Levi’s organic dark denim boot cut jeans, they fit me perfectly in the store and now they never look like they fit quite right.

STYLE ICON: Elsa Schaiperelli crossed with Madeline Vionnet

MUSIC TO GET DRESSED TO:  Cake 

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Style and the City: Stockholm

Monday, July 21, 2008

Stockholm was in a word-snorzilla. Rick Steves, author of the be-all-end-all in guidebooks (whose advice I follow blindly never before to my detriment) says Stockholm is the European city he’d most like to call home. An hour or so into my visit and I was prepared to call Stockholm many things…home not making the list.

Our Swedish escapades actually began in Malmö, only a 30-minute train ride from Copenhagen. Barely had we stepped foot in the land of Vikings and tall blondes when we found ourselves in the midst of a fashion event, Glamour Magazine’s Stiletto Run. Yes, women actually run a race in high heels (I certainly hope it wasn’t a fundraiser in support of people with foot problems…) and I’ve always said, if I could run a race, I could do it in high heels, thus I had a good feeling about this country. We spent a bit of time in the tents, enjoying ourselves thoroughly (check out the pics) and then headed out to see the city. Exploring streets both major and off the beaten path we noticed something that had also caught our eye in Copenhagen: hair salons. Dozens upon dozens of hair salons. Surely, we thought, this was a sign. Well, kind readers, this was not a sign. Not unless it was a “proceed with caution” sign with a flashing yellow light. I’m sure you can guess how this ends–in a ponytail for the next 6 months. A word of advice for anyone off to Malmö, hair salons there do not accept credit cards. Save yourself the trouble, find an ATM beforehand…and that’s all I’m going to say about that.

Anyway, onwards to Stockholm. Stockholm, Sweden’s capital and largest city, also seems to have the smallest fraction of fashionable people to…well…everyone else. Aside from a seriously spectacular cape (cream with black piping and paired with perfectly tailored black skinnies) fashions run the gamut from nonexistent to très boring.

Spotted: cuffed short shorts (and one adorable charcoal romper); black leggings and tights; Cheap Mondays (duh); ballet flats with ankle straps (especially canvas ones and actually they’re über cute). Essentially standard boring hipster wear equivalent to Top Shop and Urban.

What I packed vs. what I wish I’d packed: The weather’s variable. All those Swedes in shorts paired them with long sleeves and sweaters. I was just as happy in leggings and a tunic plus cardigan (check the photo-my outfit matches the church!) as I was in medium length cotton dress plus cardigan. One thing to keep in mind: cobblestone streets mean heels of any kind are a horrible idea. I suffered my way in mini-wedge gladiators while Lena fared much better in flats.

Shopped/bought: Due to my newfound dedication to fiscal responsibility (yeah, we’re not getting into that either…) I didn’t buy anything in Stockholm except for a mini metal replica of the Vasa warship (which subsequently caused security at Arlanda airport to ransack my bags…) and honestly, was barely tempted.

EKOVARUHUSET: True to its name, the so-called organic and fair trade department store stocks everything from party dresses to baby booties to shampoo.  You might skip over the large assortment of Loomstate jeans and tees (any Barney’s Coop should suffice) but don’t miss the soft knits or sexy sleepwear in this eco- friendly haven. Side note- did I not totally just sound like a guidebook just then?

Grandpa: A perfect blend of new and vintage. I loved the flirty print dresses and Seth Cohen-style sweater vests. The half-off sale did capture my attention but thankfully, I couldn’t be diverted from my wallet-conscious path.

Verdict: Trip highlights started and ended with seeing the Mamma Mia movie (how appropriate, right?) and watching the sun set at midnight. On all other counts, not worth the long haul up north. 

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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Weekly Obsessions: July 16, 2008

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

B says:

On a stupid whim, in Sweden no less, I cut all my hair off. Five inches to be exact. Now I’m obsessed with growing it out (it’s been 24 hours mind you) and wishing it looked more like this photo of my alter-ego, Emma Watson, instead of my evil twin, Poodle Head. This leads me to my next obsession: bobby pins. They’re my only line of defense. I use them for buns or just pinning up random pieces around my face.

Grabbed a copy of Grazia magazine, Britain’s so called first weekly glossy, for a flight from Liverpool to Amsterdam and it kept me going through the entire flight. It’s the best parts of US Weekly (meaning the fashion parts) meets InStyle and Bazaar. I left it in my seat back for the next lucky EasyJet customer to enjoy.

I’ve been wearing my Dinosaur Designs bangles for about 8 months now but I needed to share my love with the world. My mom picked up a couple at Bergdorf’s for herself, me, and my sister but they’ve all mysteriously migrated into my jewelry box and now I wear them every day. Apparently they’re made of surf board resin which only makes them 900 times cooler. The bangles come in every imaginable color and width and don’t even get me started on the homewares–who knew I could get so excited about a vase? The website offers a glimpse and for those lucky New Yorkers, check out the store on Mott Street. The front window alone is jaw dropping.

Off the shoulder tops and dresses: When else could hint of shoulder be so come hither? I’ve been on the lookout recently, only to be disappointed but this Mint by Jodi Arnold dress so perfectly fits the bill. Shopbop has already run out of my size and hopefully by the time they’re restocked I’ll have figured out where on earth I could wear it!

R says:

The amazing drool worthy Alexander Wang oversized clutch on Shopbop. I know, I know, I have a severe A. Wang obsession and probably need therapy but I can’t help it, his stuff is so laid-back luxe and it totally appeals to my “I just picked this up off my floor, threw it on and somehow still look incredible” mantra. The god sent clutch is black and has some silver zippered hardware to funk it up but not so much that it would go out of style in a season. Unfortunately for $650 the chances of this making its way into my closet is uber slim. Fast forward to option #2 the Marc by Marc Dr. Q clutch (also on shopbop) in grape. While I really wanted a black one, I think the purple would be the perfect pop to my mainly neutral wardrobe (and for $278 it’s much more possible). However I may try and pout my way into the A. Wang one…

Miss Marisa is this amazing oil based perfume we sell at jane. It’s adorably packaged in a little white box with a fixed ribbon and a pearlized wax “M” seal. We just got a new variation of the sent in this summer (Miss Marisa Tropical) it’s very similar to the original that I bought B but its a bit more coconut-y and a little less severe. I put it on every time I’m at work and come close to getting high off the addictive citrus fumes. Buying a bottle before I go back to school is for sure a must.

Oreos. Don’t ask. My mother decided to stock the pantry with tons of chocolate goodies which makes healthy eating something along the lines of impossible. This is why I never buy junk food at school, temptation. Seriously though, I’d forgotten how good those chocolate, cream filled bites of heaven were. Two with a glass of milk is nothing short of perfection (the only thing better is fresh s’mores… something B and I indulged in back in high school when we danced a billion times a week and wore size extra small everything) Ah, the good old days.

NKOTB comeback. I mean seriously, after Jordan Knight’s “give it to you” and Joey McIntyre’s “stay the same” I thought that New Kids had gone to pop heaven and were going to be regulars on “where are they now?”. But here we are, some 18 years after their 1990 debut with a hit song that’s actually being played on the radio. I’ll be the first to admit that at the ripe age of 4 I was dancing in front of the television to concerts we taped off HBO using our Beta unit (for those of you who aren’t tech savvy, it’s what came before VHS) but never in a million years would I have guessed that all 5 would be back in their mid 30s trying to make it as a boy-band again when that phenomena died back with Britney’s innocence. DL “Summertime” it’s total pop crap that you can’t get out of your head and love to hate.

Rating 3.00 out of 5
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