Posts tagged ‘Ralph Lauren’
The Beauty of the Suit
Allow me to make a generalization: I have often thought mens clothing to be very boring. Obviously the likes of Simon Doonan, Hamish Bowles, and Johnny Depp are excluded from this proclamation, but given the “everyday man” in his suit and tie (hey Justin!), there’s just not a lot there. Or so I thought.
In the last year however, I have accumulated several suits. Plaid, velvet, grey, and black, these coordinated two-pieces have become my sartorial savior in many a fashion bind. Do I wear them together all the time? No. But neither do men. I have seen my brother pair his grey blazer with jeans, his matching grey slacks with a navy sweater, and I have also seen him wear both pieces at the same time with a crisp button-down and tie. So much versatility with just two key pieces! Bananas!
As a preview to one of next week’s post, I have decided to show a not so neutral suit that pairs with essentially everything in any girls wardrobe. Here we go:
Behold the above image — a suit paired together for the classy, work-focused lady. With a silky white button-down, standard black pumps, and a slightly eccentric necklace, this girl could easily be going to the office or attending happy hour with friends; my guess is she’s the white wine type.
Below we have the cool girl who probably lives somewhere in Brooklyn or the East Village. She works at a creative ad agency, has a lot of guy friends, and has one of those sexy raspy voice because she likes to smoke Parliament Lights in between glasses of Jameson on the rocks. Her laid back t-shirt and beat up chucks may give off the vibe that she’s messy, but M-F she’s got her head in the game as is evident by her designer bag.
Topshop pants | R13 shirt | A.J. Morgan sunglasses | Anya Hindmarch bag | Vita Fede bracelet | Converse shoes
Then we have the California transplant (or maybe she lives in LA right now, but I’m in New York and I just picture her here). Never one to let go of her easy breezy Pacific lifestyle, she’s brought all her doily vintage inspired dresses with her. But to add a bit of edge to her west-coast-best-coast flair, she tosses in a bold lip and cozy flannel to fight off that New England almost-spring air.
Topshop blazer | Proenza Schouler bag | Dolce Vita dress | Mac ‘Ruby Woo’ lipstick | Jacquie Aiche earcuff | Ralph Lauren shirt | Asos boots
And lastly we have the mix-master who can essentially wear anything and look put together; which also happens to be the beauty of the suit. Here we have the grunge factor — flannel, boyfriend tee, converse — but the combo of the tailored blazer and matching trousers make her look like the type of person who would leave a note if she hit your car pulling into a parking spot. She also probably has a really hot boyfriend, which is where she got that boyfriend shirt and flannel. Just sayin’.
Stay tuned for next week’s post where I replicate all of the above with the pieces of my own wardrobe and not the world wide web. Goodbye.
The Iconic Trench (and a Giveaway!)
The trench coat is such an iconic piece of clothing. From Audrey Hepburn kissing George Peppard in the rain in Breakfast at Tiffany’s to the flasher most likely getting arrested for his indecency, the trench coat is as important to one’s wardrobe as the little black dress (another Breakfast at Tiffany’s staple) or the white button down (not a flasher’s staple). What is perhaps the best part about trench coats is that they are seasonless. Wear one over a cozy cashmere sweater and a light biker jacket in the winter or atop your floral sundress in the spring and no one is going to second guess your choice of outerwear — including you.
How do I know this? Because trench coats are one of the only options of outerwear that’s sold year round. Unless you’re hitting up places like The Outnet or Yoox you’re likely not going to find a trench on sale, though it’s very easy to find one that’s reasonably priced (like the one I’m wearing right herrrrrr).
But enough about the trench. Let’s discuss what’s really going to get you twinkling on this fine Tuesday. These burgundy Denimocracy jeans are about as comfortable as they come (read: there’s a ton of stretch), and I want you to experience their comfort as well. So, I’m giving away a pair of these butt cupping stretchy lovers to one of your fine specimens. Here’s what you have to do to enter bo benter:
2. Tell me you liked their Facebook page in the comment section below.
3. Also tell me the superpower you wish you had in the comment section below.
I will announce the winner on Friday! GOOD LUCK CHUCK!
The giveaway is now closed. Thank you all for entering!
Congratulations to Emily! An email is coming your way! Stay tuned for more giveaways soon!
// photos by Emily Malan
Your Five-Year-Old Self Had It Right
Apologies for the lack of posting this week! As I’m sure you’ve heard, Hurricane Sandy
Cohen has taken quite a toll on New York City, but I’m happy to report that Finn and I are just fine.
Now, onto details of this outfit that is nothing like what I’ve been wearing since Sandy came to town.
Printed pants aren’t easy. It’s hard to find a flattering pair, and once you have you’re faced with the constant dilemma of going above and beyond by pairing them with other printed pieces, or keeping it simple with a plain top. As a print lover, it should come as no surprise that I went the above and beyond route.
Here’s my advice on doing so: don’t think twice about matching. I don’t care if there’s a smidge of orange in the print of your pants, that doesn’t mean you should be restricted to wearing an orange shirt; this isn’t prison. Be bold! Clash! Channel mucous and wear a snot green dress with a yellow blazer for all I care! The key is that accessories and outerwear are the perfect way to tie an outfit all together, which is why I went with neutral black accessories and a basic black blazer after I opted for a striped sweater atop my swirly printed pants.
My five year old self didn’t care about matching, and she doesn’t care now (unless she’s going for a head-to-toe matchy pajama look, in which case, match away). I’m done talking in the third person now.