September 19, 2014

New York . 3

Of course New York presented itself at its most beautiful on our last day here.

On me: Line & Dot romper, Made sunglasses, Nixon watch, Alexander Wang black bag, Shellys London booties. 
Line & Dot dress, Kelsi Dagger bag, Crap sunglasses, Shellys London platforms.

The golden beams of headlights and neon signs warm up the cloudy sunset in Chelsea piers. It's balmy, but breezy and I could walk the city for miles in this perfect climate. Plus my feet were generously rewarded for a couple of days' hard work by swapping away those dastardly heels for comfortable boots and chic platforms from Shellys London. Shellys is an obsessively cute and jazzy brand straight out of the UK that nods to the forefront of 60's youth culture, an era that's inspired both of my outfits for the last day. The not-so-basic leather bootie with a faux ankle sock line is something that looks like it's straight from Twiggy's closet.

The only show we could literally run to was for Pyer Moss at Milk Studios' MADE Fashion Week and it was the perfect end to our New York stay. Pyer Moss was my first men's show in all three seasons I've been coming to New York Fashion Week and I'm literally kicking myself for not introducing menswear shows into my life sooner. All shows are different, but Pyer Moss set me in the right way. Bangin' good hip hop, endless Ciroc, and beautiful people and slick style all around. It was my dream version of a club turned reality. Presentations are usually good for ten minutes to get the shots, say your hellos, and on to the next, but Kyle and I didn't leave for a whole hour; we're just dancing to the views of Chelsea piers beside good-looking males wearing sharp Pyer Moss sportswear. The only thing that gets me mad in hindsight is blindly missing Usher who was there to support his favorite designer.

The show had to end sometime, so leaving Milk Studios was a surreal finish for Kyle and I. Just as we stepped out, the city glowed for us at sunset, leaving a beautiful tinge of pink and purple undertone that left me in awe of being right in the middle of a glorious, inspiring production that is New York. It's not just taken a lot of hard work, but more so an exponential amount of self-growth into a confident and lion-hearted pathfinder that has allowed me to experience the city from this perspective. New York was good to me that night; it cradled me in its arms before I had to say goodbye, but not for long.

I have to thank Kyle for being the most supportive partner in my endeavors and for keeping me sane and keeping things fun and lighthearted the entire chaotic trip. And for looking so fine on my arm. The W New York was a nice and comfortable stay, conveniently located in Midtown not too far from The Halal Guys. And lastly it was an incredible time sharing a home away from home with our close friends Tommy and Martin. Until next time New York!


  1. I love the way you put photos together, your blog is quickly becoming a favorite! Hope you had fun here :)

    Blonde in this City

  2. so good:) x

  3. Your photos are amazing! They are beautiful but a little bit gritty... uhhh, love love love

    steph for