Serge Azria, with some styling help from Samantha Traina, has made the collection of my dreams.
We've given you a sneak peek at what fashion week is like for an editor-in-chief thanks to Glamour's Cindi Leive--but what does it look like for a fashion director? Glamour's own Anne Christensen is giving us the behind-the-scenes scoop on what fashion week was like for her.
You guys--she's back. Paris Hilton hit the shows today to check out the Jeremy Scott runway, along with the Jonas brothers and Nicki Minaj. But we saw plenty of other exciting things at day seven of New York Fashion Week. Check 'em out here:
Name: Meredith Wadsworth What do you do? I'm an intern, student, and blogger. What's the fist website you visit every morning? Style.com is my homepage but I also check my email throughout the day and go through all of my subscriptions. What would you never be caught wearing? Skinny fitted jumpsuits. What was the last thing you bought?
Marc Jacobs, Altuzarra, Derek Lam--all names we expect, and look forward to seeing on the New York Fashion Week calendar. But, J Brand, G-Star, and Juicy Couture? Not exactly what comes to mind when we think about runway shows. We look into why so many mass market brands are showing at fashion week this season.
Click through for our comprehensive rundown of all the best black booties in a variety of styles and price ranges. Hopefully it will provide an end to your search for the perfect black bootie.
I'm a sucker for a good weekender bag. There are so many excellent ones out there--from the preppy to the minimalist to the, dare I say, directional. (As directional as a weekender can get.) Given that it's a holiday weekend, I'm assuming plenty of you are heading off to a family barbecue, a country cabin, or most likely, the beach. Maybe a combination of all three. I, for one, am writing this on a plane to Chicago. (Yes, American Airlines has Wi-Fi at every altitude!) One thing's for sure: Whether you want to spend $10 or $10,000, no one should be without a sturdy, good-looking weekender. Now, for some options:
Last week was long, so I was pretty exhausted--and pretty lame--on Friday night. After a quick double date in the city and a stop off at Old Navy to buy my other half some cheap golf clothes, I landed on the couch at 10pm, ready to pass out. Of course, cable sucked me in--and out of a lovely lull. Pretty Woman, one of my all-time favorite movies, was on. So I decided to commit to watching the entire thing. What I realized, as Vivian stomped divots at the polo match, was that I had inadvertently replicated her wardrobe in my own closet. Here's what I found on my own hangers--and around the Internet. (Sadly, nothing modern comes even close to matching that red dress in beauty or style.)