The outfits have returned! I mean, I’ve been wearing them the past year, just not roll calling them.
We’re back, baby. Let’s talk looks from the better part of 2024!
Top row, l-r
- I bought this Thierry Mugler piece 15 years ago from the most incredible vintage/consignment shop that was on my lunchtime walk at my first job. To say that this has been in every club from NYC to Miami to Vegas is barely hyperbole. It was skintight in 2010, and I am at least 15 lbs heavier now, which thankfully, right? During one of my many packing sessions this summer, I realized this gem was not lost forever if I just adapted. I pulled on some bike shorts, left 80% of it unbuttoned and voila— it’s like I never left VIP!
- This was a meeting look pulled together by some favorite accessories— really good hair, consignment Celine Luggage Tote in lipstick red and my best borrowed from the boys BR knit. I love wearing my real clothes for work moments because the authenticity helps me to be better at my job.
- I had a very brief affair with the West Coast this April. We know I am diehard for NYC, but a much-needed trip to San Francisco left me pleasantly surprised by what is still one of my favorite cities. We were headed to Sausalito by way of the ferry and I was in awe of how delicious Cali can be! I’m wearing so many stars— Slvrlakes, my Staud x Tommy girl, a great white knit from COS, my Armie’s leather jacket and a big ol’ smile!
- A portrait titled— The Girl Wearing Too Much Blush At Dinner Who Never Stops Talking. I mean, have you ever seen a more Amelia M. Thompson scene? I hopped into the car for a random Tues neighborhood dinner, wearing an overload of blush and an underwhelm of denim shorts. Normally, I would’ve opted for bottoms that were more palatable to the public, but as I journey to the core of my most authentic self, I thought “Fuck it, I’m wearing my teeny tiny shorts because I have the best legs east of the Mississippi River…and I simply want to!” Topping it with this random one-shoulder knit and my Amazon tinted shades is just chef’s kiss!
- THIS IS THE LOOK. This is my fun return!
- I purchased Posse’s updated Theo dress from Bergdorf’s approximately 16 minutes before the store closed. “You know we close at si–“ the sales associate attempted to ask as I slithered into this perfectly constructed knit and imagined about 100 different ways I would wear it. By 5:55pm, I was walking out of the revolving door onto Fifth Avenue. I brought it along for my perfect Joe Beef dinner in Montréal, and could literally hear air whiz around the heads turning as we walked to our table. We all know I love special treatment, and this dress does 90% of the work!
- This outfit is the equivalent of wearing my great-grandmother’s dining room table with my grandparents’ China cabinet. Walking family heirlooms. The black corset top by eveningwear legend Jessica McLintock is a hand-me-down from my aunt, paired with the gold star of my closet— my granddad’s work jeans. I felt like the coolest, luckiest girl in this look. **important accessories note– the sliver of my clutch in the background is a find from the Gucci Museo that I bought as a newly 30 year old on a life-changing trip to Italy**
- I was standing on the corner of W. 10th and Hudson waiting for a BFF/NYC dinner at L’Artusi, still deeply in the throes of my spring malaise, when a woman walked by and offered, “You look so cute.” That was the little lift I needed on a night when I was faking it till I made, dressed in my infamous Swarovski x Skims mesh bra, vintage Levi’s cutoffs, an old H&M blazer and my beloved Bottegas. Just a girl, building it so they may come.
- Two truths and a lie. My sister loves my wardrobe. This is the dressier version of what I was originally going to wear. I am in L-O-V-E with this mini Tommy. Which could possibly be the lie? Lolllllz. I call this look Classic Mimi, with the shorts and the Ferragamo kittens and a caped denim jacket. My sis got over her consternation at my outfit because I was just the glowiest, most fun dinner companion ever. Oh wait, or was that more about the rounds ofe spicy margaritas?
- These East of the MS denim shorts plus my cowboy-adjacent booties (from above Sausalito trip) plus the world’s greatest mini LV Speedy were the backbone of this birthday dinner look. I was about 50/50 on the dinner, but 150% on the outfit, so the math worked out in the end. Not pictured is seemingly misplaced vintage sequins in a shade of blue the exact match of my boots. It’s only random if you don’t have the vision!
- Even I was stunned at my own audacity to pull out a lace bebe top from my sophomore year in college. God Bless, Gen Z because they think they invented everything! My college girls were the original purveyors of the “going-out top” and jeans. We rocked that top-half life like no one’s business. If you were lucky enough to be an 17-23 yr old when Cache, Arden B. and bebe ruled a specific corner of the mall, give all praise to God. You know this about me, but certain items I will never throw out because I know that someday I am will be dying to break it out for a weeknight dinner at my fave spot in downtown Manhattan.
- The nightgown to rule them all. Speaking of Gen Z, my sweet cousin always indulges my request (re: begging) for a Soho House night when I am in Nashville. It’s like I have this overwhelming need to throw on some ridiculous outfit with pounds of hairspray to go drink too many overpriced Picantes on that deck. Back in July, we were talking about dating and attracting the right type of attention. Her- “No one ever approaches me.” Me- “How is that possible?” Listen, I get it– some men just won’t approach a woman. However, many times, many men just will. She told me I was being nuts until we walked to the door, and I got no less than 3 stare-downs in 3 sq feet, because I am crazy enough to continue to wear this Irish nightgown as if it is clothing. My sweet cousin– “Ok, maybe I need to borrow that dress.”
How fun are these posts? This walk down the 2024 sartorial lane was a nice reminder of some of the best moments of my year. There may have been fewer than normal, but I’ll still take ’em. Xx
