You’ll need the above either way so, from top left: Missoni Mare romper, Marysia Swim bathing suit, Helmut by Helmut Lang tee, T by Alexander Wang tank, Isabel Marant sandals, Serpui Marie clutch, D&G; pants, Madison Marcus blouse, Ralph Lauren sunglasses, Soludos espadrille flats, One Teaspoon crochet shorts. This just in too, Free People may or may not be harvesting some of the most rad Isabel Marant-style mini skirts in the current, which cost the latter’s tax equivalent. Go, go, run, run. And if it rains? It won’t rain. Gosh, why do you have to be so negative all the time? Alright, now tell me: what are you doing this weekend and what will you wear? Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. Listen, tell me.
Summer pros: darker skin, lighter hair. Summer cons: an uncharacteristic desire to shave the legs, armpits. Ah, memorial day weekend. You are a benchmark for so many things. Most importantly: an unofficial, official summer kick-off. And what’s better than a series of days that promise a whole shit ton of more summer days ahead? Nothing, I tell ya. Except baby tigers. The transition from spring to summer-wear is a fun one to watch in a city like New York. Cute, quirky layering tactics–see: utility vest and floral blouse–become a dated outfitting method in favor of beach-inspired styles that ultimately have no place infiltrating these streets and yet still do so seamlessly. Straw bags, raffia shoes, sheer lace, bright blue mother of pearl frog charms slung on the neck by hot pink string–it’s fantastic. It’s possible that summer style takes a turn for the beach side because while so many New Yorkers seek refuge on sandy spots over the hot months, many of us can’t. And if we can’t beat ‘em, we pretend we can join ‘em. Isn’t that the great thing about fashion? Feed deep internal cravings with something as simple as a ruffled bathing suit. Here, here to memorial day weekend by the beach or a 500-squarefoot apartment with no functioning air conditioner.