Clemence Poesy's bedhead, check.
Olivia Munn's lob, check.
Alexa Chung's layers, check.
Three haircuts. Two months. One salon. Have I officially gone off the deep end?!?!?
OR is late spring simply the perfect time of year for beauty play?
Clemence Poesy's bedhead, check.
Olivia Munn's lob, check.
Alexa Chung's layers, check.
Three haircuts. Two months. One salon. Have I officially gone off the deep end?!?!?
OR is late spring simply the perfect time of year for beauty play?
Walking down Madison Ave. at night
I think about what I might
Wear to a ball held in the palace of Versailles
For the #Kimye crowd, perhaps a glittering Lanvin would fly?
Or maybe that gown by Morgane Le Fey...
Swathed in tulle, I'd dance the night away
But then to my left it's the windows of Celine
With a swooping staircase and leathers that gleam...
O.M.G.
HELLO WINDOW SHOPPING A.D.D
Tom Ford... Ralph Lauren... It's happening to me–
This 4D fashion mag has sucked me right in
Just don't try to save me. No Black Card, no sin.
Every New Yorker knows that life's finest philosophical musings are #overheardonthesubway.
Here's a taste of what happens when you give your headphones a rest and listen to the real sounds of the city:
1 Train, 5:47 p.m.- "I hate selfies."
F Train, 8:15 p.m.- "Everybody says my nose is so small."
F Train, 8:17 p.m.- "Yo I bought the best shit upstate. It's called happy shaman."
6 Train, 2:33 p.m.- "You can't change it because that's who you say you are."
L Train, 11:45 a.m.- "The creative spark helped figure out the right combination."
R Train, 12:07 p.m.- "He just raps and holds the baby in front of the camera, but I'm like dude–your life sucks."
You do not–I repeat: DO NOT–ever have to buy any full price designer garb ever again.
Because everything you could possibly want and more is hiding for way, way less in one of the recent influx of Upper East Side and online consignment troves.
Is anyone freaking out about the recent fabulousness of consignment shopping as I am?
First let's discuss Second Time Around, the approachable consignment chain organized and edited like a local boutique. Maybe I'm biased member of the 'hood, but its uptown Lexington and Madison locations are total goldmines. WIth brands ranging from Free People to Chanel, it's a major must for every budget and taste. I recently scored a pair of Nike Dunk Hi's, a striped Saint James tee, and J Brands there, all for about $100.
Want to stay in? My trophy vote goes to Bib + Tuck. The closet trading site's online currency means nary a green is exchanged. Instead you put a value on your reject clothing and accessories, and when someone snaps 'em up, you get a credit to your account. It's SO addicting, and kind of a lot more fun than using real money. I'm still deciding what to "buy" with my credit for a pair of flatform sandals that just weren't working for me.
Runners up Vaunte and The Real Real have a much more select range of designer-focused offerings. Are prices higher? Sure. But with jewels like mint condition Burberry trenches, Alaia booties, and beyond, it still beats retail by a landslide.
Like they say, one woman's trash is another woman's most amazing buy ever.
How do you know you've really made it big? When The New York Daily News quotes you in an article about Loehmann's, duh!
Let this day go down in history for HaliBerman.com!!!!!! And of course, check out the poem that fired the shot heard round the world here.
Today, the New York Times asks if normcore is real or a joke. To that, I say, pleasseeee: my white Tevas just can't arrive soon enough.
Normcore–as opposed to the Times' lamely named "fauxcore"–is comfortable, easy, and cheap. Until I get around to digging through my '95 fashion archives (also see: turquoise Champion sweatshirt, duffel Jansport backpack, and Gap overalls), I'll be online shopping these norm-tacular items:
1st Row: Lacoste Polo, $62; Jansport Laptop Sleeve, $25; Swatch Originals, $50.
2nd Row: Oakley RPM Edge, $150; Teva Orginals, $39.99; FILA Bucket Hat, $20.
3rd Row: LL Bean Rain Jacket, $79; Gap Jean Shorts, $49.
DailyCandy, I've been gone for a while
But still your emails have made me smile
The wit, the humor, the style, the fun
Without you, my inbox will have no sun
Ok maybe that's a little extreme
But shutting down?!? Um, kinda mean
You're basically responsible for launching my career
(And I don't mean the parts that have me writing poetry here)
But in all honesty, it's the end of an era
One that lots will remember foreva, foreva-eva.