Ever since the wearable tech craze took hold, there’s been a breathless race amongst designers to create the most stylish product. So far, nothing’s really caught on and designs for wearables and concealing accessories have fallen short (ahem, we’re lookin’ at you, Tory Burch). Up until this point, it seems the bulk of Fitbit users — even the most style-savvy of the bunch — wear their fitness trackers au naturel, thick rubber band and all. It’s a source of pride, perhaps, or a conversation-starter, but it’s most definitely not chic.
This week’s current item to covet: these insanely cool bracelets at TownHome. The simple beauties — hammered silver and gold-plate on a silk cord — are handmade by Parisian designer Nilaï (warning: the site’s all in French).
The bracelets are $95 each, and TownHome currently has only eight in stock (two gold, four silver, and two silver on a chain instead of the cord). Read more »
It’s no secret that I’m a huge fan of wearing full arms of bracelets. (I even have a huge dish next to my computer at work where I take off my dozens of bracelets, so that I may type without injuring myself.) But then the term ‘arm party’ was coined and everyone started to clang around with their bangles and cuffs up to the elbows. It seemed, suddenly, basic. So I invested in my earring game. Read more »
A few years ago, I took to wearing a cluster of vintage brooches on everything: sweaters, dresses, t-shirts, clutches. After a while I grew tired of the look — and the pinholes I poked in everything. Now my exceedingly vast brooch collection languishes in a Lucite box in our living room so I can still see my treasures, even if I don’t wear them. (In fact, the only one that gets any play is a tiny vintage rhinestone star brooch which I leave on the pocket of my Madewell chambray button-down, a pinprick of sparkle that differentiates it from the 19 other chambray button-downs you’ll see in the Philly Mag offices on a given day.)
But now the brooch is back in a big way, turning up in unexpected places like the cuff of a pair of jeans or clipped to a belt loop. Yesterday, I stumbled upon photos of the shoes that stomped down Céline’s latest runway show: painfully prim square-toed shoes with a disarmingly long toe-box and a low stacked heel. They were rather nondescript — even a tad ugly— except for the pairs that featured a spangly spray of rhinestones and pearls, huge antique brooches that hung like fringe at the sides of the shoe or that burst with wild abandon from the toe. Read more »
If you ask 100 men what they want for Valentine’s Day, I guarantee you at least 75 will say ‘Nothing.’ Or, ‘I don’t need anything.’ Or something X-rated. So we set out to uncover what guys really want for themselves. We asked around — friends, colleagues, husbands, boyfriends — and forced them to choose something they wanted.
Our initial suspicions were correct: About 50 percent said they wanted nothing; the other 50 asked if it could be something sexual (we said no). After a lot of cajoling and pestering, we have compiled the near-impossible: the secret gift wish lists of 10 guys. (And then we found great options for each.) Happy shopping.
As the corner office gives way to open-plan workspaces, the easiest way to show status is with a structured, top-of-the-line briefcase. Here are the five best reasons to ditch the messenger bag for good.
The best antidote to the dreary stretch of February? A kaleidoscopic burst of greenery, most spectacularly shown in these heels by London designer Sophia Webster. (Think of her as Manolo Blahnik’s irreverent little sister.) The fantasy—a lotus flower snakes around the ankle; pin-thin heels are covered in tiger-striped satin—is grounded with a classic black-patent pointed-toe silhouette. Because sometimes you need to come back to earth, even if you land in a jungle.
When you think of sample sales, you think of frenzied crowds, rabid women fighting to the death over the last size 7 pair of Jimmy Choos, stripping down in the middle of a crowded room and praying that you’ll fit into that Saint Laurent jacket. Avoid this mess but still reap all the benefits with online sample sales—the more shopper-friendly way to score cool stuff at bargain-basement prices.
The one to shop now is Orly Genger by Jaclyn Mayer, a collection of spring/summer-perfect accessories crafted of bright industrial rope and metals. (You might recognize the name from its collaborations with J.Crew and Mara Hoffman).
For a very long time, everyone talked about the great arm stack: piles of clanking bangles, all shapes and sizes, lined up on wrists like a kid’s colorful ring-stacking toy. By now, we’ve all mastered this, and every woman I know wears some sort of bracelet stack (though most I’ve seen lack the thoughtful mix of a set curated over decades; a matching — or artfully mismatching — set from H&M or J.Crew does not a stack make).
In any case, with bare wrists making a comeback (even the Man Repeller herself—coiner of the now-tired term “arm party”—has left her wrists naked of late!), we now have a new appendage that we must make a living jewelry display of: Enter the Ring Stack.