Beehive, gold-tipped glasses, bejewelled shoulders and a patch-covered jacket. Ya know, just casual workplace attire.
After a fun weekend (my second-last in NYC!) I came home and played dress-up. I call this look “drag queen Dolly Parton”. Shirt from the BK Flea, skirt from Avenue and necklace from the Bust magazine Craftacular.
Today I met up with Meagan, who’s visiting NYC from Chicago for a few days, to swoon around Miu Miu and Chanel and the Bergdorf’s shoe sale, before I led her across town to Comme des Garcons where she made some exciting purchases. I started the day with a lil beehive-y ponytail and cat eyeliner, and ended it smudged and windblown.
Soon Anton and Oliver will get home and make me dinner and feed me wine and we’ll watch the Globes and tomorrow is an extra day of weekend to enjoy.
Wardrobe dilemma: what to wear on a Sunday when you’re spending 6 hours at a fancy important work event then going to a show on a kewl hip rooftop p4RtY?
I don’t know. This, I guess?
New post on da blawg feat. my new dress and bag.