While surfing the interwebs, I located three of the outfits I wore during fashion week. These are their stories.
pants: Rag & Bone, booties: Proenza Schouler, vest: Adrienne Landau, specs: Warby Parker
I’m just kidding you nutheads. The outfits don’t have stories. This isn’t the intro to Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. There are descriptions though, here they go. In the photos above, I get in touch with my inner-Yeti on top while the astronaut manifesting itself within starts to show down below by way of two wedge booties that show no sympathy for my ankles.
jacket: Ralph Lauren, skirt: Rag & Bone, socks: Hue, shoes: Marni
While cruising the streets of Downtown New York in the Mercedes Benz Fashion Force car, Senor Kyle Reinford snapped a photo of my ass. Not literally my ass, though. I speculate he liked the use of sock and sandal to complete this look. I for one would have been more content with the outfit if my scarf were beige…look at the Things That Look Like Vaginas possibilities presented here with all those neck ruffles.
via Getty Imagestee: T by Alexander Wang
And because I know you must be dying to see what went on beyond the black vajeen, the answer is: a white t-shirt. This was last Friday, just hours before the Rag & Bone runway show. On this day I thought it appropriate to wear my team face and skirt and decorate my legs in a runway look from Spring. I am particularly partial toward the skirt because like me, it is transparent.
via Refinery 29jacket: Veda, jeans: Seven for All Mankind, socks: Polo, sandals: Miu Miu
One last summoning from Refinery 29′s Street Style Round Ups, I give you: my wearing more fabrics than I ever have before. Let’s count them. Utility fatigue,
check. Leather sleeves,
check. Denim legs,
check. Satin stripe,
check. Argyle knit socks,
check. Pony hair leopard print,
check. Python purse,
check. Cashmere sweater,
check. Cotton tee,
check. Fur neck piece,
check. Plastic sunnies,
check. And man friend? NEGATIVE
! Mission, repelled.
OMFG and I’ll show you this, from the same day, too:
This photo is important because numero uno, I look like Frida Kahlo when wearing red lipstick, and two, this is what I was wearing when I conceptualized the idea of brother jeans. I tweeted this, but some of you don’t use twitter and it is somehthing important to address to all members of the tribe: Man Repellers don’t wear boyfriend jeans, oh no. We wear brother jeans.
And now, before I send you off, a blogger poll: Did you like this post or did you hate this post? More like this, or less like this? It’s my duty to please your booty so you just let me know what you
don’t want to see and I will pay it forward, in cash.