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Coordinating Pink

October 30, 2013


I was back at home in San Francisco a few weeks ago doing what I always do when I find myself sitting indian style in my childhood domain: reminiscing. I skimmed through old, embarrassingly honest diaries (shout out to my 4th grade crush, Jonah!), dug through boxes of saved memories (see: my first bra), and flipped through yearbooks of my awkward youth. While looking through class photos, I noticed how considered and coordinated each of my classmate’s outfits were. Plaid bows matched plaid smocked dresses, ruffled socks matched ruffled blouses, dimpled chins matched runny noses, and then there was me, the girl standing front row clashing in floral leggings and a striped t-shirt, an overly excited grin spread across her face. Of course I thought I looked awesome, and given the return of 90s fashion in today’s trend-o-sphere, I suppose you could say that I looked awesome by today’s standards, too; but in the eyes of parents, mine included, I’m confident that I looked more like a colorblind and confused kid who ate boogers for breakfast. However, where once I rejected even the thought of coordinating my days of the week underwear with their coinciding day, I now find myself drawn to matching pieces together as if they came in a set.


Another fashion element that I once rejected but now embrace is the color pink. Until recently, the girly stigma-ridden hue was only faintly represented in my wardrobe. Sure I had the occasional pink sweater or pink pants for days when I felt particularly…”girly”…but those days were about as common as a dog walking on its hind legs. This infrequency was largely due to the fact that I just couldn’t figure out how to wear the color. A pink blazer paired with my go-to black pants felt a little too, “Prima Donna Punk.” A pink shirt styled with a pencil skirt looked too “Mildred Goes to High Tea.” And pink pants worn with just about anything screamed, “Hello, Valentine’s Day!” So, though I found myself accumulating pink pieces against my better judgment, I was more or less unable to wear said pieces because I was never satisfied with how I styled them. That’s where the coordinating came in.


It was a typical morning for me as I reached yet again for a pink blazer hoping that today might be the day that I break through my style block (similar to writers block). Seemingly endless frustrations of testing out clashing looks and overly simplified outfits amped up with the pink blazer resulted in piles of clothes strewn about my floor as beads of sweat consolidated on my forehead and upper lip. But just as I was about to give up, I noticed a pop of pink poking out from the back of my closet — a pair of pants trimmed with a hue undeniably identical to the blazer I was currently battling! I instantly knew that pairing the unexpectedly matching pieces together would not only yield a look that implied I purchased them together, but would also finally give me the opportunity to wear pink. You see, the pink on it’s own was too loud, too in yo’ face, but with the hint of the same hue poking out around my waistline (or hipline? I really can’t tell these days, too much cheese), the bright fuchsia color adopted a more subtle tone.


Oh, and the fact that the bows of the shoes matched didn’t hurt the coordinated pink situation either.


Maje blazer | Splendid shirt | Mikkat Market pants | Sophia Webster heels | Zara clutch


// photos by Emily Malan


Do My Ankles Turn You On?

October 23, 2013


While at dinner the other night, the topic of ass men vs. breast men came up. For those of you just hearing these terms, it’s my belief, and many other people’s for that matter, that when it comes down to one or the other — a Sophie’s Choice situation, if you will — there are men who prefer the butt and men who prefer the boobs. Though I am not a man — but wouldn’t it be cool to be one for a day? — something tells me this has to do with how they like their hands to be filled: encasing our derrieres or kneading our grab bags. Either way, it’s apparent that the preferred area be supple, or so I thought…

During this mid-meal T vs. A discussion, I learned about a new area of the body that makes a man move from six to midnight; the ankle. That’s right, that boney area poking out from the bottom of your trousers or the top of your stilettos apparently has the same appeal as the lady bits you’re likely more used to and aware of flaunting. At first I thought this was a fetish thing, like people who love feet or belly buttons or nostrils, but after a little investigatory work, it turns out that ankles are a legitimate…turn on(?!).

To give a brief lesson in history, ankles were one of the ways women could really “seduce” a man in the eighteenth century since their boobs were already perked up and on display. So, is it possible that ankles hold as much tantalizing power as they did back during the Regency Era? Probably not since ankles are about as visible and inconsequential today as a nose. But in looking at the above image, I can’t deny the sensuality of the naked ankles at right  (slut!) and the provocativity (I made up this word) of the ones just poking out between the cuffed denim and gold brogues at left (tease!). So, I suppose the lesson here is that, when it comes to seducing a man, we should take a little more caution when shaving around the ankle bones and neglect our socks until our exposed joints can no longer handle the brisk breeze. I guess it’s a good thing that culottes are in and that I love flaunting my shoes as much as I do.

The Hoodie

October 17, 2013


I wore so many hoodies throughout college and high school I may as well have been Eminem in 8 Mile. While most hoodie-wearers paired the cozy tops with equally cozy bottoms — i.e. gut-expanding sweatpants or leggings — I took my hoodie cues from the homelessly chic Olsen twins; these sweatshirts weren’t just about comfort, they were style.statements. Hoodies were a more important component to my day-to-day look than shoes (guilty!), and I paired them with everything from fitted blazers to flared denim to cropped t-shirts that exposed my peach baby-fuzz snail trail.

This all began to fade away however, when I graduated from the days of textbooks and cafeteria food to day planners and martinis. Suddenly an outfit paired with a hoodie was no longer a desired look; it felt too youthful and casual for my New York City life. And soon, the hoodies which once took residence in one of the more accessible drawers in my apartment moved to a plastic bin under my bed.


In the past year, the relaxed, casual trend has made a comeback and consequently slithered its way back into my day-to-day style (let this be a lesson to all of you out there who love to throw things away. Things do come back into style!). I’ll still always have an affinity for sky-high heels and more sophisticated pieces, but it’s refreshing to have the option to wear, say, a fuzzy camouflage hoodie, and not look or feel like a complete and utter college-campus-bum. Other perks to the reintroduction of hoodies is the convenient kangaroo pouch (hello, cell phone!), the hood (hello, nap time!), and the sheer softness of the fabric (this isn’t your average itchy mohair sweater).

When it came to styling said hoodie, I opted for pieces that one might not immediately assume to pair with a sweatshirt (i.e. not jeans). After a few trial and error periods — the jeans were just so tempting! — I went with this crisp white pleated skirt, the heeled booties you’ve likely grown sick of, and the leather jacket that I may remarry this weekend just to make sure it knows the level of my devotion.

Do I think this trend will stick around? No, probably not. But hoodies, no matter how you wear them, be it curled up on your couch on a Sunday night or attempting your best Carrie Bradshaw strut down 5th Avenue, will always be a staple in everyone’s wardrobe.

You can quote me on that.


Alternative Apparel hoodie | Schott jacket | Supertrash skirt (this one is awesome, too) | Kelsi Dagger booties


// photos by Emily Malan

The Knee-Length Denim Skirt

October 9, 2013


Here’s something I never thought would make its way back into my wardrobe: the knee-length denim skirt. The last time I wore one of these was circa 2001 and let’s just say it hit the donation pile in 2002. But my interest in the durable knee-grazer reawakened last year when Acne came out with the ultimate, and I mean ULTIMATE distressed denim skirt and, in what seems to be a theme this week, I neglected to purchase. While there were plenty of other knee-length denim skirts around at the time, none spoke to me quite as much as the Acne one, so I decided to wait until I found one with the kind of distressing I like.


After a year of mild searching — a denim skirt wasn’t exactly at the tippy top of my must-have list since it’s life span was all of a year in my closet — I finally decided on this distressed design by Free People.

I thought that styling a denim skirt would be super easy. It’s denim, how hard can it be? But because the denim skirt has as much of a stigma as Jnco jeans and scrunchies, I found myself repelled by many of my tried combinations. The nineties may be back in a big way, but that doesn’t mean I want to look like Kelly from Saved by the Bell, or maybe I do and I should just come to terms with that and start wearing scrunchies again. Either way, I decided to use the styling in J.Crew catalogs as my inspiration and went for a look that was on the neater, more simple side. I guess you could say, I played it safe. But give me a break, it’s the first time I’ve worn one of these in over a decade and sometimes it’s better to start on the small, more practical side, before diving headfirst into a look that makes my own dog question the sanity of my sartorial decisions. But it’s not like he was born in the 90s and has any idea what he’s talking about so know that next time you see me wearing this it will be with a plaid shirt, an acid washed denim jacket, and a new feathered haircut. Ok, I’ve officially lost my marbles and therefore am done.


 J.Crew sweater | Free People skirt | Isabel Marant heels | Zara bag & belt | Tiffany & The 2 Bandits bracelets


// photos by Emily Malan

It’s Time To Talk Boots

September 11, 2013


BCBG blazer | J.Crew shirt both on me and around my waist | Paige jeans | SOREL boots | Zara clutch


It’s 93 degrees outside right now and figuring out how to style your fall boots is probably the last thing you’re thinking about. But let me ask you this, have you ever noticed how one day the air feels hotter than sticking your face under a stream of boiling hot coffee and then the next day it’s as cold as an ice cub sliding down your back? If you answered yes, then wouldn’t you rather know how to style your weather-proof fall boots from day-to-night in advance than stand in front of your closet with a dumbfounded look trying to decipher whether lace up boots go with a denim jumpsuit? (Fun fact: they do!).

If you answered yes again, then head on over to New York Magazine’s “The Cut” to see how I’ve taken puddle stomping SOREL boots from a daytime session of hot chocolate drinking to a whiskey sipping evening game of pool.

If you answered no to any of these questions, then don’t risk FOMO and go anyways. Go, go, go! NOW!