Posts tagged ‘white jeans’
All in the Coat
I remember when an old friend of mine first moved to New York City. It was the beginning of summer and she couldn’t believe that she could walk around at night without a jacket or sweater. Having lived in New York for four years at that point I’d never really thought of it that way, but yeah…she was right. Though at times unbearably hot throughout the day, there’s something really wonderful about being able to drink frozen margaritas outside at 11pm wearing only a sundress.
Having said all that, there’s also something really horrible about it. Along with the constant sweat, a good portion of my wardrobe has to be stowed away for four to six months. As someone who accumulates jackets like a squirrel collects nuts for winter, it’s slightly heartbreaking to hang up some of my favorite pieces knowing that we won’t be together again for a solid amount of time. And it’s not like we can be pen pals. I mean, the coats are hanging in my closet staring at me. And I’m staring at them. But that’s about as far as the relationship goes between May and September. Now I know what you’re thinking, is she really personifying her coats? And yes, ladies and gentlebeans, yes I am.
I only just acquired this statement making Beetlejuice coat and I hate knowing we have only a few more weeks together before we part ways for the summer. The thing is that I don’t miss coats in the summer – I love not having to worry about lugging around a bulky piece of clothing or hiding it in a bar somewhere while I get my drink on – it’s that a coat, like this one, can turn even the most boring outfits into something totally polished. But this is what I signed up for when I left San Francisco’s static 58 degrees for a city that celebrates all four seasons to their fullest potential. So with that let us prepare to bid au revoir to our outerwear and give a big high five to the season of bare legs and barbecue stain blues.
// photos by Emily Malan
The Stigmas of the Turtleneck
Turtlenecks have such a stigma, and most of them for good reason. For one, their name screams awkward. TURTLE.NECK. Pretty sure turtles have no necks and if they do it’s a gross wrinkly texture that stretches and squishes like a post-holiday fupa. There’s also the fact that most of us were stuffed into turtlenecks by our mothers when it was cold outside and we were too young to know any better. And then of course there’s those girls who still don’t know any better and continue to style their turtlenecks in an almost offensive manner. For example, I once met a girl who wore a white cotton turtleneck underneath a flamingo pink flannel. Yikes.
While all these stigmas should remain in the forefront of your minds when approaching the controversial top, I’d also like you to consider that, when styled correctly, a turtleneck can be a one-way ticket to polished elegance like Diane Keaton is Something’s Gotta Give or Giovanna Battaglia on an almost daily basis. Turtlenecks of the thinner variety can have quite a nice slimming effect, especially when paired with a high-waisted pencil skirt or baggier trouser. Chunkier turtlenecks, as seen here, look best when styled with skinny jeans or some flared denim. The key is to make sure the neck area isn’t too tight — no one wants forced double chins — and that should you decide to pair your turtleneck with a flannel that you’re not also pairing it with awkwardly fitting bootcut jeans and sneakers. Feel free to agree or disagree, though.
// photos by Emily Malan
This is essentially just a spring rendition of my go-to uniform consisting of a tailored blazer, comfy t-shirt, skinny jeans and a pair of ankle boots; simple, easy, and effortless both in mind and silhouette. Ever since I brought white jeans back into my life, I can’t get enough of them! While I can only really wear them once before having to put them in the wash – such is the life of a New Yorker with a cuddly dog – I’ve found that I reach for them almost as often as I reach for my black skinny jeans, and we all know how much I love those.
As I continue to pack for my big move and am forced to divide my wardrobe into pieces that I’ll wear to pieces that can be put away in a box, these white jeans will most certainly stay on the top of my suitcase. But the point of buying clothes is to love them and wear them, so I have no shame in knowing I’ll be victim to some outfit repeats in the next two weeks.
// photos by Emily Malan
Back when I first moved to New York and was looking for apartments, I made the mistake of wearing white jeans while on the hunt and wound up coming home with the back half of my pants speckled with gray dirt and dust. Granted it had rained the night before, but still, I was totally grossed out and took a major hiatus from casper pants (not to be mistaken with the casper pale skin I’m currently sporting).
In the past year I have welcomed white jeans back into my life with open
legs arms and am happy to say that this featured pair of Rag & Bone leg casings skinnies have only suffered one speckle of grey dirt because of Finn‘s post dog park paws. Thankfully, there’s this amazing potion called bleach that works like a fairy godmother’s magic wand. Zap! Zing! Stain be gone!
*Editors Note: For tougher stains, consult your nearest wizard.
*Another Editors Note: Am I seriously that big of a loser?