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My great mistake, the fault for which I can't forgive myself, is that one day I ceased my obstinate pursuit of my own individuality // Oscar Wilde

Tag: travel

// stripes & spots.

DSC_0005 DSC_0009 DSC_0012 DSC_0016 DSC_0031 DSC_0035One of the best things about managing Wendy Brandes‘s Instagram account–getting to wear & style all of the super cool rings. Jessica (the boy’s sister) was in town, so we toured the city while I ran errands for work. We stopped in and had dumplings for lunch, bought all of the acrylic display pieces we could find, came up with fun crafting ideas, & took photos of how I style the silver NYC Letter rings. There were multiple cappuccinos, leaves falling everywhere, and a determined hunt for the perfect winter hat. After our Sephora visits, red lipstick tutorials (even though I am wearing Revlon’s Just Bitten lip stain here), & nail polish mornings, we settled in for a night of movies.

 

// nearly an Indian summer, and we walked.

Hannah (one of my friends from Auburn that also interned in NYC this summer) came to visit last weekend! We walked. A lot. We walked to the coffee shop, we walked on the HIgh Line, we walked to the #Eccentrico Armani Exhibit, we walked to Chelsea Market, we walked to Nordstrom Rack, we walked, we walked, we walked. Because there was just a bit of chill in the air–a light jacket and a hat, and you’re set.

There is something magical about being as close to November as we were, wearing light jackets, and warming up with hot coffee (or hot chocolate, like Hannah). The leaves were changing, the wind was blowing, we soaked up the last teensy bit of warmth there was…and we walked.DSC_0126 DSC_0140 DSC_0128 DSC_0086 DSC_0061

// last visits & sundries.

DSC_0037 DSC_0038 DSC_0039 DSC_0042DSC_0063 DSC_0073 DSC_0041 DSC_0044DSC_0006 DSC_0012 DSC_0026DSC_0031 DSC_0041 DSC_0043 DSC_0046Farewell for now, NYC. My last week in the city was spent with Joe and my mother–looking at skyscrapers from atop other skyscrapers, eating Indian, Cuban, Vietnamese, French, and Thai food, visiting Lady Liberty for the first time, and standing in a three-hour line for the infamous foodie craze, the cronut. Yes, mother and I woke up just before the sun to hunt the flaky, jelly and cream-filled pastry. Well, we did that twice. The first day, we were too far back in line to have any hopes of purchasing one of the 300 cronuts sold per day. Therefore, we traipsed around the city until we were exhausted, and woke up an hour earlier (and not really any wiser) on Cronut Retrieval Day 2.

It did not disappoint. We ate one cronut immediately (obviously) and it’s crunchy outside, slightly sweet frosting on top, and gooey cream and blackberry jelly had us in a sugar high mere minutes after purchase. We saved the second cronuts for the afternoon, and I must say, those were even better. The light, flaky croissant layers had a few hours (while we napped) to soak up all of the inner goodness.

My last two days were spent packing up my room, ordering-in, and boarding a plane back to Alabama. I’m spending August visiting friends and family and enjoying the slower pace.

Outfit details // Gap Boyfriend fit jeans // Tommy Hilfiger t shirt // Sam Edelman Petty boots // thrifted hat & watch

// first out-of-state visitor — Allison!

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Other visits that day included Blue Bottle Coffee (another recommendation from the Pies -n- Thighs gurus), the Brooklyn Flea Market, Dylan’s Candy Bar, a quick stop at the Met, and a second cup of joe at Sweetleaf. Of course there were thrifted finds, missed subway trains, bus mishaps, clothing malfunctions, hot dog debacles, and everything else that just happens in NYC that you forget to immortalize in writing.

Our first full day of the trip was such a success. Allison and I haven’t had a long visit in far too long and it was great to catch-up while touring the city.

It should also be mentioned that I found the rather strange jumper I am wearing for $10 at a street fair. I’m not crazy about the material, but it was so comfy!

// happy.

I’ve been meaning to write a post for the past week becauase I was so excited to get to visit the boy my boyfriend best friend for his graduation this past weekend. But you know, there are some things that don’t have words. This is one of them. So happy.

Here are a few moments (when I actually remembered both my camera and my battery). It should be noted that Texas is really, really, really hot. I went through a bottle of sunscreen and still returned to the East Coast with more freckles. DSC_0008 DSC_0062 DSC_0067 DSC_0070 DSC_0081 DSC_0094 DSC_0101 DSC_0106 DSC_0113DSC_0116

// care package heaven.

Amidst all of the hustle & bustle, the missed trains, the late-night taxis, and the rooftop laughs, I got TWO care packages this week! Can you believe that?! TWO.

Up first, the lovely Allison’s gift. She is a handmade/thrift/yard sale junkie, so her box was filled with one-of-a-kind finds. Four individual servings of oatmeal from a Nashville shop (because I have been complaining about running out of the door too quickly in the mornings), four mini oat snacks (perfect for my trip tomorrow), an adorable tote she wove and printed herself, a little pouch (also woven herself!) that will be doubling as my clutch this weekend, an oversized denim tote found at a yard sale, a new notebook to fill with my adventures, photos of people I don’t know to add to my collection, and finally, a piece of polka dot paper. Because she knew I would be photographing my present. And she wanted to have a part in the styling, of course.

Allison always knows just what I need. My package arrived just before I leave for TX tomorrow, when I was in the midst of some sort of meltdown, mostly caused by the NYC heat wave this week. What did I do to deserve such great friends? This is my third care package, my twelfth piece of mail, and I’m drowning in knick-knacks I’ve been collecting but can’t afford to send to people.

DSC_0005 DSC_0007 DSC_0008 DSC_0012In my second package, I had little gifts picked out from my mom and sister. Bath salts and toys, a rain coat that is actually waterproof (it’s been a monsoon up here), my dear boyfriend jeans that I’ve been missing so much, a set of sandwich coasters because who doesn’t need sandwich-shaped coasters?,  an owl-shaped pin cushion, and a book lamp. Tucked away in the bottom of the box was a little note. Which made me realize just how much I miss my family, despite the busy days and never-ending evenings.

DSC_0015I haven’t mentioned how work has been as of late! It’s been busyContinuing the endless process of archiving materials at Isaac Mizrahi, managing social media at Gabriela Moya, researching prominent fashion companies’ use of social media and making comparisons, helping to update some sales info at Wendy Brandes on weekends, and coming up with new ways to grow the business with Stacy Lomman after-hours. Whew.

Oh yeah, I’m also job hunting. Like a grown-up. So if you know of anyone who might want to pay me to be awesome, you just let me know.

 

 

// Ninesday.

NOTE: Ninesday will be moving from Thursdays to Fridays from now on.

9. This past Wednesday, I had an impromptu ladies’ night. We had dinner at a great Vietnamese restaurant in Greenwich, then saw Frances Ha at the IFC. The movie was so beautiful and true-to-life. It reminded me of all of my leading ladies–Kelsey, Allison, Alyssa, and of course sister Kelsey…go watch it and think about us. I laughed, I cried, I remembered the good times.

8. So I’ve been doing some reading. Why are we obsessed with these shiny things, again? I mean. Sure, it would be lovely to get a beautiful, glittering rock from a boy. But then again, it would be lovely to get a normal piece of jewelry, too. Why all the fuss? Business Insider explains all of the details here. What do you think–would a plain ring be just as meaningful as a diamond engagement ring?

7. I am taking a portfolio class from the Fashion Portfolio Academy, currently. Maybe one day my sketches will look as effortless and beautiful as this one. And maybe, even further in the future, I’ll be able to use watercolor like this. SWOON.

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6. When I was packing for this summer’s move, I was determined to only bring the “necessities.” Somehow, that definition did not cover full-size toiletries, rain boots (and it has been raining every other day since I got here), or my boyfriend-fit jeans. What was I even thinking?! This style blogger makes me miss the world’s most comfortable pair of denim even more. Every time I am scouring my closet and creating a whirlwind of “this looks so much worse than I thought” cast-offs, I think of my Zara jeans. And cringe at my packing deficiency.

5. This just might be the most perfect pair of summer boots I’ve ever seen. Dear Loeffler Randall, feel free to mail me a pair. I’d wear them every day. Literally, every day. Oh, it’s going to be 95 degrees, but feel like 105? I don’t even care. And while all of you are drooling over the perfect shapes on the Loeffler Randall website, check out this clutch. To die for.

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4. Last time I was in ATL, Alyssa bought me this hat as a going away present, even though I am far from being a Brewer’s fan (or any sports ball fan, really). I wonder if I can pull off this style and wear it to work. I would love to dress it up and wear it on week days. While you’re at it, check out the Accidental Executive’s tumblr. I love the layout & her story.

3. My hair is getting longer, but I am pretty consistently wanting it to be shorter. Due to haircut prices, maybe I’ll work on styling my hair more like this as it grows out…I wonder if it requires using a straightener. Hm, anyway. I think I want to dye it pink. But more like this or this instead of this.

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2. I have this habit of going into a bookstore, reading the synopsis of several books, then choosing one at random. In doing so, I generally forget what the synopsis was, and delve into the story without any clue as to what is actually happening. I am currently reading Elizabeth Costello by JM Coetzee. So far, an excellent read. I don’t update my Goodreads much, but I decided to add this to it.

1. You guys. I’m seeing The Postal Service tomorrow. The 13-year-old me is dying a little. As well as the 23-year-old me, obviously. I’m also excited because this will be my first solo concert. Concerts are usually things I have done with friends–we would all pile into the car, pack a ton of snacks that could rot your teeth out, and sing purposefully off-key…and here I am, venturing into adulthood at a show I would have died to see in prepubescence. There’s something extra ironic about this. All of that aside, I’ll be searching for freckles in my eyes and dancing horribly, without worrying that I’m embarrassing anyone.

This seemed to appropriately express my excitement, so I thought I’d repost it–

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// life of an intern.

“We have this really disorganized, messy closet of clothes from previous lines–even some couture pieces. You guys are going to organize it.”

What I heard, “Here is this closet of beautiful couture pieces; it’s kind of a mess. A glorious, inspiring mess. Have fun!”

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What I heard, “Would you like to gawk over the beautiful pictures get more familiar with the new line?”

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My schedule’s a little tight–M/TH: Isaac Mizrahi & T/W: Gabriela Moya & F: Stacy Lomman (or one of the other two, depending on the week’s workload). But I like to stay  busy, so it’s been great so far! This past weekend, I met up with Hannah and Barbara (who is just visiting) to tour the city. We went to the Brooklyn Flea and explored Williamsburg & Bushwick until we were too dehydrated to continue (photos here). I did pretty well with staying on budget–a $5 hat and a $10 shirt, plus an iced latte from Toby’s Estate.

// Philly on a Sunday.

On Sunday, Yoolee & I packed our day bags and took a trip to Philadelphia. Of course, in usual fashion, there were dozens of mishaps, from being dropped off in the middle of nowhere from a bus whose seats were decorated with a fabric that can only be described as something from Saved by the Bell, to getting lost while wandering, to eating french fries with what the bartender claimed was “cheese dip,” to splurging on a great vintage necklace.

By the end of the day, while we sat in a pungent bus with screaming children, the scent of someone else’s leftover seafood pasta (GROSS), mixed with the poor plumbing (pretty sure it was leaking), all we could do was laugh. And the first thing we did when we returned to Manhattan? Eat. Peruvian food, of course. Because in what other city can you find great, authentic Peruvian food at 11 pm?

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Things I’ve learned since my trip: there is actually a train that will take you to Philly, that will take less than 2 hours (we were on the bus for 5 hours total + taxi time), you probably should follow your taxi route on your smartphone if you have one; we paid $10 more than we should have to get into the city, check on public transportation options before you leave, pack a LOT of snacks, and last, but certainly not to be left out–MUST HAVE COFFEE PRIOR TO TRIP. NO EXCUSES.

Where did we go? The Irish Pol – don’t order the cheese fries; beer selection is great, though! // Art in the Age – adorable store; sells Imogene + Willie denim, Warby Parker glasses, and this necklace I fell in love with. // Bodhi Coffeeamazing. Baristas were very knowledgeable and made great recommendations for future wandering. // Mostly Books - so many great finds for really cheap! I got a copy of A Clockwork Orange and a photo of someone I don’t know (I collect them) // Wilbur: Vintage & Designer Clothing – this is by far the best stop of the day! All clothing was 50% off and the guy working was super helpful. //

 

Photos of my thrifted finds coming soon.

 

// stripes & stripes.

This week has been crazy! Between the grocery mishaps and the missed trains, I somehow lost my metro card. I went through my emptied grocery bags. I went through my wallet (and found three expired cards; I’m talking years old). I went through my purse (it’s known for eating things like my keys, and disposing of them only when it is ready). I looked under my bed, in the refrigerator, in the trash…nowhere to be found. I eventually gave in and just bought a new metro card. But, not until after the closest train station informed me that it could not take debit cards. A kind stranger let me go through using their card. Things have looked up since then!

At work this week, I have been busy with designing fabrics, same as last week. This time, though, I made a geometric, hour-glass-type shape. After I was finished with that, I started work on a blue pattern that you would usually find on fancy china. Sort of kind of only vaguely resembling this. Yesterday, I worked on roughly 15 of those. Or things sort of resembling that. Out of the 15-20, we narrowed it down to three. With those three, we adjusted them into several shades of blue each. Then, finally, this morning, I found out that we had a winner! The client chose one of our patterns. So today was spent blending the two Pantone colors in different ways to make (hopefully!) the perfect design for her pajama line.

And now, an outfit!

DSC_0013DSC_0024 DSC_0023 DSC_0019Shirt, thrifted: Ralph Lauren // Silk shorts: Kate Young for Target // Belt: thrifted // Shoes: Via Neroli // Bag, sent from my mom: Sephora //

 

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