I’m wearing Rick Owens DRKSHDW leggings, Rag & Bone swinton bandage skirt, T by Alexander Wang classic long sleeve T, A.L.C. hampton cardigan, Marc By Marc Jacobs artie abstract scarf, We The Free ptrimmed parka & removable vest, Givenchy Nightingale, Ray-Ban aviators, Mini Market suede space boots
Other than having a driver, and even then, it is still totally unclear to me how all the skittles stay warm while flurrying around NY/Paris/Milan during fashion week in tiny dresses, open toe shoes and no coats. It’s as though temperature doesn’t exist. Could they be warm blooded fashion bots?
By day three of fashion week it started to snow and I could NOT be bothered with the idea of dressing for anything but warmth and comfort. In attempts to combat the frigid wind that had whipped through my bones the days prior, I stuffed as many layers as possible underneath my coat, slid into the warmest boots I had and prayed for readily available cabs, a magical heat wave and moisturized skin.
This was the layer-y result as captured by one of my favorite photographers, Jamie Beck from ‘From Me To You,’ as we exited brunch with Lucky Mag.
I was warm, very warm. And only mildly uncomfortable about my casual attire when I walked by Adubz while taking my seat at Altuzzura.
Photos: Jamie Beck from ‘From Me To You’