In The Mood
Because it’s Friday afternoon and your weekend look demands a slight dose of Katharine Hepburn
One thing I’ve noticed in my recent quest to get dressed through the duration of this hyper-hot week is that in spite of better judgement and plenty of suitable shorts, I want to wear pants. And not just any pants–I’m not talking jeans, or some culturally ambiguous linen blend that should be indigenous to the douche trucks of St. Tropez. I’m not even really talking a cigarette leg, or cropped variation–I am talking full fledged, crazy long, wrinkle-ad-nauseaum-when-I-even-just-squat silk trousers. Call it an homage to the late Katharine Hepburn or a testament to evolving style but something else I have noticed is that if they’re not of the white or cream variety, I’m not particularly interested.
In celebration (or commemoration) of that, here is a new round of If The Internets Were My Closet and a selection of clothes I’d totally wear all weekend–rain or shine, t-storms or hydrangeas for you to either gawk at or revel in. Because, really now, it’s Friday afternoon–what else can we possibly do if not assassinate the pages of our favorite shopping sites?
1. A good place to start is always with a nice white, cotton t-shirt if not because you’ll find it more useful that you might think than certainly because sweat stains masquerade themselves as diminutive inconspicuous “water marks.” T by Alexander Wang white crew neck, $100.
2. Ah, the pants in question. Let’s call these the first and most integral stroke of paint on an empty canvas. Whatever circumvents it will be interchangeable. Belstaff cream colored pants, $150.
3. Except, actually, this belt. Linea Pelle belt, $115.
4. In the event you’re spending the day walking (and find yourself hungry to emulate the most regal gigolo in your vicinity), I suggest a comfortable, rubber bottom loafer. Fendi, $240.
5. Once your day is over, I want to speculate you’d rather kill yourself than change out of the outfit because you like it so much which makes relying on a pair of green platform sandals to take into the sweet, tender night far more digestible. Charlotte Olympia, $472.50.
7. For the previously noted evening portion of your look, how about a clear clutch? Make sure you’ve got a bevy of tampons (21st century pepper spray) at hand. Shourouk, $855.
9. Per the accoutrements: how about a question mark for your index finger to denote a sense of perpetual curiosity and a snake for your pinky finger because the year belong to the reptile in question and you want a piece of that. Both by Khai Khai Jewelry.
10. And for your other arm: Herve Van Der Straten cuff, $595. I’ll probably have to sit this one out though–I have a fairly straight-laced rule about only wearing things for which I can pronounce the designer’s name. So, where ma’ Jean-Charles de Castelbajac at?