Push it to the West

Now that it's officially hot as a steamroom outside, I've wasted no time in breaking out all the summer clothes that have been languishing in the back of my closet since March. It's been a long couple of months, guys. There were a few weeks there when I was convinced summer was just not in the cards for us New Yorkers this year. One of my favorite purchases this season are these teeny, tiny, red bandanna-print Isabel Marant shorts. They're comfy (hello, elastic waist band!), floaty, and they remind me of a cotton bandanna dress I got at Contempo Casuals when I was 12. Awesome.

I want to hear about some of your favorite summer buys! Leave 'em in the comments. I'm wearing a Splendid tank, Isabel Marant shorts, Alexander Wang bag, Proenza Schouler belt, Julian Louie for Aldo shoes. All pictures by Mark Iantosca. xo

I Saw the Sky in You

This week, much like the two before it, has been capital-everything CRAZY. Between juggling non-stop meetings, new projects, birthday parties, dinner dates, and work events, I've had to resort to attempted (and failed) meditation and deep-breathing to keep myself calm. I never have been very good at that whole enlightenment thing--the one where you say "om" and suddenly see god and the light and the keys to the universe? Never happens for me. I'd much rather cook. Or shop. Or, you know, start random, pointless arguments with my mother. Sigh.

Something that did relax me a bit? Pulling on this super fuzzy, over-sized Alex Wang sweater over a sparkly brocade skirt and pairing it with a bright red bag that looked like luggage. Basically I went to dinner dressed like a dotty old lady. Sometimes, all you need is some gold and glitz and a slick of cherry red lipstick to make it through one of THOSE weeks.

I'm wearing an Alexander Wang sweater, Derek Lam skirt, Brian Atwood shoes, Louis Vuitton bag, NARS lipstick. All photos by Mark Iantosca. xo

Some Future in My Eyes Bright

During the winter, something in my brain does a switch and suddenly, all I want to wear is layers of Ralph Lauren. Unlike the summer months, when I'm running around the city in a barely-there slip of something, I tend to take a decided turn to preppy when it's cold outside. There's something so cozy about piling on long cardigans, cashmere scarves, thick wool skirts, and pretending you're roaming around a campus with a tattered copy of T.S. Eliot poetry instead of bounding from meeting to meeting clutching your Blackberry like your life depends on it.

I'm wearing a Rugby by Ralph Lauren cardigan, Club Monaco scarf, Alexander Wang skirt, Acne boots, Prada bag. All photos by Mark Iantosca. xo

I Can See All Your Moves Are New

It's the official first day of fall today. Do you ever get a feeling that something great is about to happen; that you're just waiting, on the brink of some key moment, a turning point that you will look back on years from now and remember as a point of consequence, a brief flash of time that happened to carry some unforeseen weight. Sounds weird, I know, but every once in a while I get some kind of intuitive feeling of expectation and it's never been wrong. I have it now.

The boy expressed a bit of sadness that summer was over via text last night and my instant response was, "Fall is going to be great, I can tell." And it's true. In more ways than one. September is a fresh start for all of us--it's time to take the reins on all of the things we want, all the secret little thoughts and hopes, and start making them happen. There's nothing that's out of reach and that's an irrevocable fact--as long as you don't talk yourself out of believing it, of course. :)

I love the weather in New York right now--it's just chilly enough to start putting on the layers and adding things like socks and gloves and hats to my ensembles, but not so cold that I'm reluctant to go outside at all. I'm wearing: Alexander Wang shorts (skort?), Charlotte Ronson tee, Joie jacket, Topshop hat, Madewell socks, Jessica Simpson shoes. Happy fall. xo

All photos by my amazing friend and photographer, Mark Iantosca.

And All Your Love I'll Take To My Grave

I'm taking this weekend off to do nothing but hang out at home, relax, read my new cookbooks (yes, I read cookbooks as though they were novels), finish The Elegance of the Hedgehog, organize my apartment, and watch movies. I'm anticipating a super hectic week next week with Fashion's Night Out and the beginning of New York Fashion Week, so I'm thinking it's probably a good idea to disappear for a few days and recharge my batteries, so to speak.

This is my current favorite sweater. It's Alexander Wang and it's the coziest thing to wear around the house when you're doing just about nothing. I've also been known to wear it straight out at night when I'm too lazy to get dressed for a night out. I think it works pretty well in either scenario--gotta love a multifunctional piece. The socks are Madewell and they are the perfect pair of grey thigh-highs. So comfy.

Hope you guys have Labor Day plans a little more exciting than mine--see you next week. xoxo

P.S. All pics by photographer Mark Iantosca. Hearts.