Skin Possible

Nothing makes you more aware that the times are- a- changin’, than a birthday; which I had a few months back.

I took a closer look at my skin, and it had definitely changed, much to my displeasure.

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Play Suit vs. Pajamas

It’s April and officially summer here- awesome. NOT.

Naturally, 91 degrees and 100% humidity can dissuade even the most committed fashionista out of wearing well …anything. Since clothing is not optional in most places, operation ‘less-is-more’ is in full effect. If I could wear pajama bottoms and a tank everywhere in this heat, I would.

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Beaches and Creme

So in spite of my geographical location, I don’t have a huge spring/summer wardrobe.

I own about 5 pairs of sandals (I think), not a whole lot of color, and not one maxi dress. Don’t get me wrong, I live near the beach, so I own bathing suits and shorts, they are all just black and white. I guess I prefer a liberal interpretation of warm weather wear, and don’t necessarily want to give up my aesthetic when it gets warmer.

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Romper Roast

I’m the queen of versatility, if I can’t style a piece 2 ways or more, it does NOT see the inside of my closet.

Naturally, basic silhouettes and neutrals are the best recipe for a versatile piece, but this deliciously fun romper I found on LETOTE.com by Collective Concepts is an exception. It fits like a dream, which can be challenging for a curvy and petite frame like mine. I cooked up two looks, one on duty and one off duty.

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Skeletons in my Closet

I consistently get asked two things: “How often do you shop?” and “How big is your wardrobe?”

Answer: not very often and pretty small. I pride myself on being a very stringent editor, I blame it on OCD and living in tiny NYC apartments. I don’t keep anything I don’t wear for 4 months (with the exception of seasonal and outerwear), and I don’t buy anything that I can’t make two or more outfits with. So what stays? My skeletons.

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Work it Out

Shout out to all the women who ROCK the “I just came from the gym” look.

No evidence of sweat, not a hair out of place, and flawlessly coordinated pieces. I on the other hand, even post Fabletics subscription, can’t seem to channel the effortlessly chic athletic look that Kate Hudson deems attainable.

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Playing Pastels

When I was a little girl my mom and grandmother INSISTED on making my bedroom pastel colored.

Mint green, lilac, baby blue and lots of pink. Blame it on the early 90’s, blame it on my being the only girl, blame it on the water colored, art deco influenced back drop I grew up in. Whatever. I didn’t really dig it. I longed for bright cobalt, bold reds and graphic patterns in black and white. Living in New York for almost a decade definitely helped deter me from this color scheme, and fall in love with all things dark and edgy.

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Overtime

A few years back, I found myself in the back of a Banana Republic, at the clearance rack (naturally) on the brink of a panic attack.

Somehow I went from casually sifting to frantically shoving wool pencil skirts, all sizes 00-2. However, this frantic fit was not brought on by the usual battle of the curvy girl meets tiny clothing, no, it was as simple as the question “How did I get here?” Not in the existential way I asked myself at 22 after recreational drug use, but in a very literal HOW DID I GET HERE?’  HERE: WOOL PENCILSKIRT; I live in Florida. HERE: BANANA; I don’t ever shop here. HERE: I AM SHOPPING FOR WORK CLOTHES.

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