I just returned from a second trip to New York in as many weeks.
Yesterday, Friday evening when all the work was done, a few of us girls decided to unwind with a trip to the Isabel Marant store in Soho. If you didn't read that correctly, it reads: Danger. Friday night. Girls together. Isabel Marant boutique. Or rather, danger for the pocketbook of everyone involved.
It starts like this. Oh, those shoes, I say, I'm just going to try them on! Kee says, well, if you try them on, I'll try them on too.
Then we get more comfortable in them, walk around the store a bit.
Take pictures of each other in them.
Then Simone says, I want to try them on too! Then the three of us have them on - because Kee and I have not taken them off, more precisely, have only gotten more comfortable in them.
We sit in our just-trying-them-on shoes in the dressing area, and admire Simone as she gives us a fashion show of different Marant looks. And chat about how we really can't take them off and then we say,
-Are you going to buy them?
-I don't know, are you going to buy them?
-Well, they look so cute on you.
-Those look so cute on you.
-OK. I think I'm going to buy them.
That's how it goes. Girls. At Marant. On a Friday night. Trouble.
The other purchase I bought while in NY this trip is this Steven Alan trench. For the first time ever, I got to see this Williamsburg, Brooklyn I've heard so much about. And, more importantly, I got to go to Jumelle, a store there that has carried my bags for a long time and I've always wanted to visit. It's so cute, it was there that I bought this SA trench because it was perfect for the weather we were having in NY.
After I bought it, I never took it off. I wore it with this vintage fur collar I'd brought from home. By the way, DIY trick, for these old collars: sew grosgrain ribbon on both ends to keep it on. Functional and so cute!
I'm back in LA, and my two newbies are in love.