Who Put These Bodies Between Us

There's nothing like delving toe-first into a bit of exploratory Manhattan apartment hunting to convince yourself to stay just where you are for the next, oh, 17 years. The end of my lease is coming up in a couple of months so I thought I'd see what was out there--I needed more space, another closet, perhaps a proper bedroom, et al. Right. After traipsing around in the cold looking at a handful of inadequate apartments with a confused, inept broker this morning, my little downtown home looks absolutely perfect. And that's that.

On a brighter note, it's warm and sunny today! I can feel the winter thaw happening right under my feet, and it's putting the biggest smile on my face. It's only a (short) matter of time before we're all hitting the streets jacket-less, pants-less (with shorts on, of course), and exponentially happier for it.

But for now, I guess I better keep my pants on for at least a few more weeks. I'm wearing a Jen Kao tank, Lia Kes silk pants, Brian Atwood shoes, and a Smythson travel envelope I've decided to use as a clutch. All pictures by Mark Iantosca. Be sure to click over and check out all the amazing pics on his site. xo

Too Little Too Late But We Can't Say No

I've pretty much lived in this super simple floor-length sheer cotton Opening Ceremony t-shirt dress since I snagged it at the sample sale a couple of months ago for a mere $50. One of the best buys I've gotten in years! It's just the sort of thing I love to wear when it's warm out and you can bet I'll be figuring out how to layer it up for fall. I'm thinking I'll need a long-sleeved black or nude Wolford bodysuit to put on underneath the dress, a long cozy knit boyfriend cardigan, a scarf, some lace-up boots, and maybe an oversized knit hat. Mmmmm. Perfect outfit for an October walk in Central Park, no?

I'm wearing Jessica Simpson shoes, Eddie Borgo for Jen Kao bracelets, friendship bracelets and, of course, my Opening Ceremony dress.

Pictures, as always, by the talented Mark Iantosca. xoxo

P.S. Excuse my messy apartment, please (yes, that's a pile of laundry next to my couch).