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‘Cause It’s Friday: Cursing the Indian Summer

October 4, 2013
by Sonia


Summer is awesome, I’m sure we can all agree on that. The days are longer, our legs are tanner, and frozen margaritas are aplenty. But I also love fall, it is easily my favorite season. The sartorial options are endless, the weather is non-shvitzy while still being nice enough to sit outside, and I think it’s when New York City looks its best. So you can imagine, or perhaps you can’t, my frustration with a thing called Indian Summer, those random few days where its hot as a sauna outside and you’re forced to retreat back to air conditioning and the summer apparel you thought you were done with until next year. New York has hit above 80 the past few days and I could not be more angry about it. I’ve lost my summer tan, my leather jacket is calling to me, and the subway shvitz is so last season, like seriously. The last thing I want to be doing, clothes wise, is slipping my now albino legs back into a pair of cut offs. So with my blog as my platform, duh, I’m taking the opportunity to give the middle finger to the sun and demand that he give me my Fall back, because along with desperately wanting to wear the best jacket on the planet again, I’m also really sick of the hefty Con Edison bill I continue to pay because of a need for air conditioning.

Drops mic.

Subway Gear

August 14, 2013


Perhaps the title of this post made you think you were about to see images of me in some sort of scuba suit stuffing my face with a Subway sandwich a la Jared Fogle, which let’s be honest, is entirely possible. Or maybe you thought I would be dissecting the MTA’s orange vest and blue polo uniform, which is less likely but still a possibility. But alas it’s neither of these. Instead, I’m here to fulfill a reader request inquiring about an outfit I might wear while commuting around the city. (Hear that folks? Reader requests are granted. So if you’re wondering what I wear to the gym or what kind of tampons I use, go ahead and ask.)

As much as I’d like to tell you that I wear intricate outfits and 4-inch stilettos while riding the L train, I just don’t (ok fine, sometimes I do). Until I can ditch my $112 Metrocard for a daily driver named Sal or Tony, my feet are sticking to flats during the daytime. And though the low soled footwear may not be my favorite kind of jam, my toes certainly dig them (insert toe jam joke here).


This is a very standard outfit for me: some type of skinny jean, a boyfriend blazer, sneakers (or boots in the fall), and a large bag to carry unnecessary things like torn up boxes of gum covered in sand. It’s pretty ideal for when you’re trekking around the city, though depending on the meeting I might bring a pair of heels with me since these Converse have been around since 2004 and are probably the reason my subway car was so empty the other day.

I should also note that because the subway is at least 20 degrees warmer than the temperature outside and about 100% more humid, pairing a blazer and tight jeans in the dead of summer may result in a shiny forehead (see below image), but that’s nothing an airconditioned subway car won’t take care of. This brings me to the realization that New York is actually really gross in the summer, but whatever, I love it anyways.


BCBG blazer | Helmut Lang shirt (yup, same one I’m wearing here and nope, I haven’t washed it) | Paige jeans | Converse sneakers | Zara bag | Tom Binns & The 2 Bandits bracelets
//photos by Emily Malan

Fit ‘n’ Flare

June 24, 2013
tags: box cut, , fit and flare, , ladybug bag, miansai, Modcloth, , pencil skirt, , , , , , summer
by Sonia


 There’s an art to dressing comfortably when the temperatures rise over 80°, and though I have yet to be the master of my sweat stains, I have learned the power of the fit-and-flare dress. Though body hugging pencil skirts are le chic, and box-cut dresses provide optimal breathing room, I’ve discovered that the fit-and-flare dress accomplishes the structure of the pencil in its rib-embracing-waist-defining top and the breathability of the box-cut with its swingy A-line skirt.


Both these qualities are supreme in maintaining a comfortable-ish body temperature while dripping your way around summer’s sizzling sidewalks. The waist line of the structured top catches the inevitable sweat rolling down your back, while the flowy skirt allows for whatever semblance of a breeze you can find in the scorching season. (I find this moment of breeze when the train is approaching the subway station. Blissful, disgusting, heaven).


I recognize that for some of you summer means shorts and tank tops, which is really A-OK by me; that combo is temperature controlled, too. But were you to have any interest in taking my advice on the ultimate summer dress, then I highly suggest resisting the urge to slip into that moomoo and dabble in something a little more flattering to the figure you’ve worked so hard on for bikini season.  And if that doesn’t sound good to you, then at least take a look at the ladybug bag that stuck itself to my sticky, sweaty arm. Oh, Humidity. How I loathe thee.


BB Dakota dress | Modcloth Ladybug bag | Proenza Schouler heels | Miansai bracelet worn as necklace | Minusey & Miansai bracelets


// photos by Emily Malan

Love At First Sight

May 20, 2013
tags: , bottega veneta, , consignment, dolce and gabbana, matika, , , old car, , , photoshoot, , , , , , thrift, tomato skirt, ,
by Sonia


A lot of people don’t believe in love at first sight. I am not one of these people. Though never with a human (I didn’t even look twice at the boy who wound up being my first boyfriend), I have fallen in love at first sight many times. My heart flutters in virginal excitement almost every time I see a slice of pizza, and I have fallen into deep, immediate love with more pieces of clothing than I can keep track of. However, unlike pizza and even humans, the unstoppable heartbreaking emotion that comes when I see a piece of clothing can almost never be immediately satisfied. More often than not this new love interest is walking down the runway, thus a season ahead of my acquiring schedule, or labeled at a price that would require a loan from the bank in order to obtain (see everything Chanel). But thanks to the beauty of sites like eBay and Copious, and consignment or thrift shops scattered about, finding “the one that got away” (or the one you just couldn’t afford when it was staring you in the face) is actually possible.

One of my favorite ways to kill time between meetings, appointments, or just to avoid doing the thing I’m supposed to be doing, is by dipping my nose into random consignment shops throughout NYC. Not only is such an adventure time consuming (you just can’t go into a thrift store and sift — it’s an archaeological digging process), but the gems you can find are just unbeatable — like that time I scored this Bottega Veneta bag for $25.


While in between a teeth cleaning and my own dermatological stripshow, I decided to lift my spirits (I loathe doctors appointments) with a jaunt through a consignment shop on the Upper East Side. I didn’t go in with the intention of purchasing anything — I get as much thrill from looking at clothes as I do with buying them — until my eyes bulged and my body B-lined like Frankenstein on Speed toward this Dolce & Gabbana tomato skirt.


 The skirt is from the designer’s Spring 2012 collection and was originally the cost of a nice studio apartment. When I first saw it on, I twitched and drooled like I’d just been tasered (my normal “love at first sight” reaction). Joseph’s beard and Veronica’s eyebrows! This skirt wasn’t just for me and my love of vibrant prints! It spoke to my tastebuds and stomach as well! I could hear both my mouth salivating and my stomach grumbling, “Is that an heirloom!?”. But one glance at the hefty price tag not only left me with the reality of never owning such a beauty, but also considering a DIY where I would glue tomatoes onto a white trash bag and dub it couture. We do desperate things when it comes to love, don’t we?


But the stars aligned for me that day, and my beloved tomato skirt wrapped itself around my waist for $150. Some of you may consider this “meant to be”, but I like to think of it as a reward for getting an A+ on flossing from my dentist. Let this be a lesson in never neglecting your gums again, because you just never know when the love of your life will show up.


Malika sweater | Dolce & Gabbana skirt | Proenza Schouler heels | Bottega Veneta bag | Vintage sunglasses
// photos by Emily Malan

A Week in Review

April 19, 2013
tags: alligators, beach, , erica domesek, florida, , google, hangout, jazzfest, journalist, new orleans, , ps i made this, , , springtime,
by Sonia


Beach essentials…check!


I consider myself to be a very good traveler. I’m organized, responsible, and don’t panic in stressful travel situations. However, the week before I go anywhere my anxiety is through the roof. I make at least four different packing lists, convinced that I’ll remember something different the second or third time I write everything down (I don’t). I also start fussing over cleaning everything in my apartment because there’s nothing I hate more than coming home to a mess. I admit that this mindset is beneficial since I rarely forget things (watch me forget something now that I’ve said this), but it can also be obnoxious because I become pretty useless the week before I go anywhere.

This week was one of the busiest ones I’ve had yet with several important meetings, a video shoot, nightly events, my writer’s workshop, and a new addition to my weekly routine: bootcamp with my friend Ally. Bring it on bikini, bring it onBut with the week almost completely behind me I can now focus on the vacation ahead. Today I jet down to Florida with two friends to pick up a car and take a slow, scenic road trip along the coast to New Orleans for the start of Jazzfest. I’ve never been to any of the places we are going, but here are some things I’m looking forward to: quiet beaches, fresh fish, fried food, alligator watching, and reading the giant stack of books that are occupying a ridiculous amount of space in my suitcase. And now I’m just going to tell myself, bon voyage!


Springtime in New York has me constantly looking up, which also means tripping more often than not.


New tattoo! Just kidding, it’s fake.


Filming with Glamour, Suave, and Google — watch the video here!


When life hands you platform sneakers, you wear them.


Last year’s Cinco de Mayo decorations still going strong for this year.