Posts tagged ‘San Francisco’
Unplanned Perfection
When I was packing for San Francisco a few weeks ago, I threw these pants in at the last minute (literally, it was 5:15am and my limo driver was downstairs waiting for me) knowing that they didn’t really “go” with any of the other pieces I’d packed for my trip.
I’m a bit notorious for these last minute throw-ins, particularly when I have hardly any room left in my suitcase. When I was a little girl, these additions were in the form of stuffed animals, troll dolls, and maybe an extra set of plastic pearls. You know, the essentials. Today however, I’ve traded in my extra teddy bear for a random article of clothing or jewelry that has nothing to do with the other pieces I’ve planned so meticulously for over the past few days. And yet, without fail, these eleventh hour extras end up being the first thing I go to upon arrival.
Having no prepared outfit for these Clover Canyon pants ended up being a blessing, as it allowed me to mix-and-match my look without the shadow of a planned outfit hanging over me. I’d always imagined myself wearing these pants with a crisp white top, this oxblood blazer, and a pair of silver stilettos, but alas none of these pieces accompanied me on my trip to SF. So, with a “don’t match, don’t care” mindset, I put on all the pieces that I actually wanted to wear that day and much to my delight found the mismatched ensemble to be an unbeatable combo.
Comme des Garçons shirt | Clover Canyon pants | Isabel Marant heels | Proenza Schouler bag | Hermes bracelet
Wearing the Pants
When it comes to dressing up, I have always been more of a dress person. But in the last year I have found myself increasingly drawn to pants, pants, and more pants. My closet, which once boasted perhaps three pairs of “fancier” trousers, is now overflowing with pants in a rainbow of colors, and I without question reach for them more often than not.
It’s not that I’m not longer fond of dresses — I love those feminine frocks, you know? — but there’s something rather powerful and dare I say, sexy, about a woman in pants and heels.
Now, I have yet to ask any men about their thoughts on the power and sexiness of women in pants over dresses; but it’s not about them, is it? If you feel good in what you’re wearing then eff the rest! Am I right!?
BCBG blazer | James Perse shirt | Tibi pants | Oscar de la Renta heels | Gorjana necklace
A Week in Review
‘Sup, palms
I’ve been in San Francisco for the past week hoping to submerge into complete relaxation. I don’t know about all you Whos out in Whoville, but I have the hardest time settling into vacation. My brain moves a mile a minute, so the second I sit down to do something mindless, I start composing lists in my head of all the things I need to do and the things that I’m not doing because I’m trying to relax. Oy.
Having not taken a vacation in about two years, the first few days of Sonia-Step-Away-From-The-Computer were tough. Even when I pulled away from my laptop, it was only a matter of seconds before I was glued to my iPhone. But as the days progressed, my “need” to be plugged in lessened. Instead I found myself picking up a book or flipping through an old magazine while enjoying a cup of tea or a glass of wine.
Perhaps this sounds like early retirement. It’s not, though that tea bit definitely put me in the running towards menopause. But in a world, and more particularly, a job, where almost every minute of every day revolves around The Computer, it’s hard to break free from the addictive routine. Much like a carb-free diet, the second you remove something from your life it’s all you can think about. Tortellini. Pizza. Brie on a baguette. The edible equivalent of Shopbop. Refinery29. BBC. Or whatever your internet vices may be.
Now, I haven’t ripped off the bandaid completely. I still greet my computer every morning with a cup of coffee and some Greek yogurt, but being able to break away before lunchtime has been surprisingly liberating, even if it means I’ve missed out on some Stella McCartney sales.
All lessons in relaxation should begin with a bubble bath and a glass of wine
The perfect color orange…
Mid-afternoon soy lattes enjoyed with a book
A skin stripping facial (post soon to follow) that left me with a pharmacy of new products to try
Walks along the beach (aka dog watching) with my mom
The Color Pool
Baby blue is not a color I tend to reach for. This is mainly because people with blue eyes are always told how great they look in blue and unfortunately wearing the color brown doesn’t really yield the same response. “Hey! That’s a great color brown on you, really brings out the brown in your eyes” — yeah, no, that never happens.
But when I spotted this fuzzy blue Acne sweater on sale, I just couldn’t resist. No, it didn’t “bring out my eyes” or compliment my pale skin in a particularly striking way, but it’s cozy and a refreshing change from my other go-to colors.
I’m sure there are many of you out there who swear that you can’t wear lime green or tangerine or pastels or whatever, but before you completely remove that certain hue from your wearable colors list, I suggest you test out a few shades. Some greens have a bit more grey in them, some yellows a bit more cream, and so on and so forth. I know that a cold pastel green makes me look like I’m perpetually seasick, but one with a little more yellow works on me. But for baby blue I’ve found that a more saturated shade makes me look like I’m a confused 5 year-old tomboy, while cooler shades are more flattering. So, as the spring collections start hitting stores and the inevitable springy hues dominate every rack, I suggest you try a variety of different shades instead of nixing the rack of soft pink entirely.
Rag & Bone coat (on sale!) | Acne sweater | Rag & Bone jeans | Acne boots | Prada bag | Knockaround sunnies
A Week in Review
Meyer Lemons shipped all the way from my house in California
January may be one of the worst months ever. It’s filled with the promises and pressures of new beginnings; but if you think about it, it’s really just another month in life, and it’s within this mindset that I can actually approach the month’s crappiness with a level head. For example: yes, I did break my toe open on my shower two days ago, but this weekend I’m off to the Hamptons with some of my best friends and many a martini. It continues next week: yes, I have to do some work that I was hoping would be finished by today, but then I have my friend’s engagement party followed by a much-needed trip to San Francisco.
You see? It all levels out just like any other month be it February, June, or November. And so I leave you with this: if you’re starting do feel down about already not accomplishing that new year’s resolution to go to the gym or are totally freaked out because 2013 is starting to look pretty dismal, I say throw those evil thoughts in the trash and spit on them while you do. January is just another month in our lives and who gives a sh*t if it’s good or bad. Like I said, it’s just another month.
One can never have enough bags…
Or shoes…
Cozy on New Years Day
