Thursday, October 21, 2010
Crash to Take a Chance
As the days here in NYC get cooler and shorter as we approach winter at a rapid-fire pace, all I'm wanting to do is curl up in huge chunky knits somewhere warm with a cup of steaming tea and a big, engrossing novel (i.e. by the fireplace in the lobby of the Bowery Hotel). Or, you know, hide in bed doing nothing at all. Seriously, what is it about the cold that makes people want to burrow down under comforters and pillows for extended periods of time, and preferably with someone they long to lick? I mean, it's a serious annual affliction. Hence, the city-wide search for "winter boyfriends" and "winter girlfriends" that has commenced among my friends who are usually too busy having fun to worry about little things like relationships for the better part of the year.
Personally, this year I'm more excited about all the huge, comfy sweaters-I-can-wear-as-dresses on the market than anything else. But we shall see.
I'm wearing a Kimberly Ovitz sweater, Kimberly Taylor shorts, Henry Holland tights, Jeffrey Campbell Lita shoes, Chanel bag, Topshop hat. All photos by Mark Iantosca. xoxo