Cole, Houston Street, New York City
Who are you wearing?
My military boots my cousin gave me. I come from a large military family. My pants are old H&M. My shirt is old American Eagle flannel. The coat is some thrift magic. I got it at the thrift store on First Avenue, and I can’t remember the store name, but there is some incredible stuff there. My hat … honestly, I found it on my apartment floor. I don’t know whose it is. Ha! Oh, and my evil-eye necklace. I never take it off. My family is Mediterranean.
What were you thinking?
Not going to lie: I rolled out of bed and fell out of the shower and put on anything that was sort of in sight. I didn’t want to be too late to work.
Where are you going?
On my lunch break. Going to get some lunch and then a gym membership. They tend to not go together, do they?
Who_What_Where? is a weekly post spotlighting a unique look found on the street.
A lot can happen in a week, but really, all you need to know is here.
It’s officially winter. Face Hunter, London.
The world of print and online are starting to shake hands. [Stylelist]
The rumor about H&M cutting their old clothes and leaving them on the curb for trash were true. [NY Times]
But now H&M is apologizing. [Racked]
Marc and Lorenzo are NOT married, they just wore white and someone threw them a party. [Fashionista]
Sonia Rykiel and H&M Underwear Collection Launch
Do I look like the biggest sucker on earth? Don’t answer that. It seems that every time I step outside the Westin on the Rue Castiglione (I’m in Paris on a delightful press junket to celebrate H&M’s Sonia Rykiel collaboration — when I’m paying for myself, it’s more like the Holiday Inn Republique), I am accosted by gimlet-eyed ladies proffering “gold” rings in a variation on the centuries-old jewelry scam in which tourists are tricked into buying bogus baubles. But who cares about a little nonviolent street hustling when you’re in France at Christmastime and all you have to do to earn your keep is attend an incredibly lavish H&M party? (And it’s not like I haven’t been tricked many, many times into buying things that weren’t what they seemed.)
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Article Tags: Christmas, Comme des Garcons, Diamonds, France, French, H&M, Jewelery, Karl Lagerfeld, Nutella, Place de la Concorde, Sale, Secret, Skull, Sonia Rykiel
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Happy Thanksgiving! Instead of merely stuffing your cakehole and wallowing in guilt about every calorie and carb you consume (relax; how much different do you think you’d look if you actually ever did lose those five pounds? I mean, really?), why not take a moment to give thanks for all the wonderful gifts, fashion-wise, the universe has bestowed on us over the past 12 months?
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Article Tags: H&M, Jimmy Choo, Kohl's, Michael Jackson, Rodarte, Sonia Rykiel, Target, Turkey, Vera Wang
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Jimmy Choo designs for H&M
I think about going to the Jimmy Choo H&M press preview on Friday night, but it is pouring down rain and I’ve never been much of a Choo girl anyway, preferring to run around in Repetto ballet flats rather than nine-inch nail-studded stilettos. Truth is, I was a little surprised to be invited back to a preview at H&M at all, given my behavior a year ago at the Comme des Garçons/H&M preview, where I stuck like glue next to the best items even though press was let in early ostensibly to interview H&M bigwigs, not scarf up merchandise before the huddled masses were admitted half an hour later.
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Interior Ann Taylor Loft
The weather has finally turned crisp — well, relatively crisp in these strange times, when there are still 70-degree days in November — which means it’s time for a little seasonal shopping! Let’s see what can be had, not for $1,000 (that’s easy) or $500 (still not much of a challenge) but in the glorious $100-or-so category.
First stop? The formerly stultifying Ann Taylor Loft (is this a good name for a store? Are lofts still cool?), where there are glad tidings to share: Santa, or more likely a cadre of smart retailing executives, has swept the cobwebs from this place and stocked it with sequins and swirly chiffon rosettes. I am dumbstruck to see chic gray cardigans decorated with floppy grosgrain bows, dead ringers for Lanvin but for their $59.50 price tags.
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