LE WEekend

{ Finale }

I pretty much decided to opt out of fashion week this weekend, only attending the shows and presentations that I really, really wanted to. Instead, I ate Friday dinner at Pastis with my favorite girls, followed by a birthday dance revolution at Riff Raff, indulged in oysters and fig martinis at Bell Book and Candle on Saturday, and spent hours reading the New York Times in bed on Sunday with an early Valentine’s Day celebration.


{ Front row at the Lincoln Center Stage with @viviarias }

{ X’s and O’s }

{ Riff Raff }

{ Tommy H }

{ the Joy Cioci dress I can’t stop thinking about }


MUted MEtallics @ NYfw

{From left to right, Victoria Beckham, Erin Fetherson, Jill Stuart}

Over the past few days the runways have had a lovely soft metallic glow. From brushed silver to rose gold, watery blues to rich creams, and of course my favorite, opalescent blush pink, designers are promoting understated bling.

Earlier today I was thinking about how much things can change in just six months. It’s unbelievable how you can be in a new country, have a new job, and meet a new someone in so little time. And, I can’t help but wonder if designers were implying that same thing with their optimistic metallics. Maybe it’s a sign of better times yet to come? It’s as if Marc was saying, “What could be a better way to celebrate a new Spring than with a little (but not too much, let’s not get crazy here) sheen?”

Here’s to a new shining season…

{Left to right, Ports 1961, Marc Jacobs, Derek Lam}

All images courtesy of style.com