Karlito's Way

Back in February, the furry little dude pictured above caused quite a frenzy during Milan fashion week. The pint-sized pouch was made for the Fendi runway show in the likeness of creative colossus Karl Lagerfeld. And starting in September, you can take home Bag Boy Karlito for yourself! Well…as long as you can find a way to jump to the top of a mile-long waiting list and have an extra $1,750 lying around. 

As a connoisseur of quirky, this mini-Karl appeals to me on several levels. None of which have anything to do with functionality. For one, his bushy-haired construction reminds me of my all-time favorite Muppet Animal. Secondly, it’s an instant conversation piece and alleviates any awkwardness in trying to find something to talk about with new people. Most importantly, I’ve always wanted to have direct access to Herr Lagerfeld so that I could ask him for fashion advice, listen to his awesome Karl-isms and pet his famous kitty Choupette. I’ll likely never get close enough, but this would suffice.

When Stars Align

When Stars Align

Picture a dark and stormy night, rain ceaselessly beating down on the roof of a cocktail bar where two ladies have come together to talk over candlelight. No, this isn’t the opening of some Hitchcockian suspense thriller. This was the scene I found myself in with Rachel Levin of Rachel Levin Style to find out about how she parlayed several years of experience with luxury retail into her own entrepreneurial adventure.

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#TBT: Sunnies Lament

#TBT: Sunnies Lament

Today’s #TBT was inspired by our last post on Pas De Deux (if you haven’t read it yet, you really must!). As I was listening to the recording of my interview with Ashley and Tiffany, there was a point early on in the conversation where I was telling them about a pair of exquisite sunglasses, by a brand called Costalots by M. Costa, that I had previously purchased from their store.

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Peace and Quiet

Peace and Quiet

Having now lived in New York for 12 years, I have become exponentially less fond of large crowds. Times Square and the Macy’s on 34th Street are equivalent to the 7th circle of hell for me, which may be indicative of a mild case of claustrophobia…but it’s more likely just because I’m growing more ornery with age. The cure for my as-yet-to-be-verified-self-diagnosis is to find little pockets of tranquility in this crazy town. 

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From Comics to Cuffs

From Comics to Cuffs

If you have older siblings, I’m sure you looked up to them like I did when I was little. I anxiously (annoyingly?) tagged along behind my two brothers and did whatever they did, liked whatever they liked. They watched sports, collected football cards, watched G.I. Joe and were always reading comic books. So I did all of that, too. I’d pick up their well-worn issues of Superman, Batman, Aquaman and sometimes I’d get lucky to come across a female character that I could relate to.

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Keep it Glassy

Keep it Glassy

It’s hard to believe that there was a time when glasses were used for their functional purposes only (i.e. seeing and blocking the sun). These days, they are as much of a statement accessory as any bag or chunky necklace. And you can get them in whatever flavor you like: ironic hipster, sexy librarian, wannabe celebrity…the possibilities are endless. But we can’t stop, won’t stop there. If you want to truly be on some next-level sh*t, it’s time to get down with the Glass.

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Who's the Boss

Who's the Boss

I remember when I was little, I had been assigned the moniker “bossy” on more than one occasion. Parents, siblings, peers, and teachers all seemed to agree. I have no idea where I got my sense of authority or whom I thought endowed me with it. I just had instinctual feelings about wanting to run the show. I was a sassy lil’ thing for sure and too young to understand that there was any stigma associated with that phrase (or to know what the word “stigma” meant).

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