It is only seventy degrees today and I am thanking God for that. Fall in SoCal has an approximate temperature range between 60 and 80, so I'm ecstatic to be nestled right there in the middle. I can officially take my massive sweater collection out of hiding.
With this welcomed temperature drop comes a few necessities - space heater (for those cool 50 degree nights ;), closed-toe shoes, and the ubiquitous return of layering. This season I am loving overalls and all of the layering prospects that exist therein. Button-ups and blouses can all be grunged up and aged down with the simple click of two suspender straps. I want a black, denim pair, but right now I'm really gunning for this little leather number:
, pixie market
Although remnants of the 90s remain (overalls anyone?), this season I have fully embraced a new kind of cool. Gone are the ditzy florals and creepers, as I move towards a romantic modernism. Right now I am loving prints, costume jewelry, short hair, and matching tops and bottoms.
For me, though, at the essence of chic, lies an inherent contrast. A vintage sweatshirt with a pencil skirt, a tattered shirt adorned with jewels and lipstick, or an oversized jacket with sleek hair and stripes. But despite all the amazing prints and colors, I'll always be a sucker for minimalism.
, jak & jil, hel-looks
Hanne Gaby Odiele is a revelation in a world where basics reign supreme. How many times a week do we see a snapshot of a model sporting some skinny jeans and a tee shirt she payed way too much for? Okay, she looks fucking fantastic in that plain white tee, but that’s not the point.
Odiele is the equivalent of street style porn. Screw basics, she wants couture. Every week I tune in, waiting to see how many designers she can pile on while still looking effortless. It’s so refreshing to see a model who has earned her place among street style royalty. How can you not swoon?