Hi. My name is Hallie. I’m 5’2″ on my good days. My feet dangle when I sit on chairs, subway seats, and toilet seats (I know…tmi). I choose food at the grocery store, based on the shelves I can reach…which isn’t many. When it comes to clothing, it’s a greater challenge.
This weekend was quite the sunny one in NYC, and I loved every second of it. The sunshine has got me counting to down to summer, as well as Memorial Day weekend. How many more days? I should start the picnic prep now, right? I thought so. I’m a summer girl, and I live for my summer wardrobe. Bring on the brights, the prints, and the insanely uncomfortable, yet adorable summer sandals! I’m ready and armed with extra band aids!
Do you ever spend a whole day breaking rules? I mean your own rules. I tend to be a creature of habit, ordering the same lunch, same coffee; I run around the city with the same daily schedule, and my life can feel a bit like the movie, Groundhog Day. #Snooze. I do appreciate the daily grind, but it can also feel a bit stale from time to time.
Spring has finally sprung, (but without the warmer temps)! That being said, let’s talk seasonal trends. Denim is a timeless classic. You’d be lost without your favorite pair of jeans, right? Well, for me that’s not necessarily the case. I actually don’t own a pair of blue jeans…#truth! I’m not a casual girl, and never quite feel my best in them. In the winter, I sport black pants, and live in a leather jacket. In the spring, I dust off my white jeans and pair them with a floral blouse. There’s no in between for me.
Hello yoga pants! Now that I’ve got your attention, a serious question to ask, here. Does anyone really look bad in yoga pants? They are somehow flattering to all shapes and sizes (unless of course, they are sheer, and then I might retract my statement.) Although yoga isn’t quite my forte, I am a fan of these easy, breezy little tights, that I slip on before I dart out the door to the gym. They shrink down to size, and as I pull them out of my drawer, they look teeny, they look tiny, and I swear if I eat one more blueberry, they won’t quite fit, but voilà! They always do! They stretch, they cling, they flatter, and they do hug in all the right places. Little miracle workers, they are! As I throw on a top, and sneakers, I think to myself, why can’t I just live in these clothes everyday? They’re cute, comfy, and they are entirely too easy.
What to wear when it’s 90 degrees out? It’s roasty, toasty, and well…if we could just head to work in our swimsuits and sit next to an inflatable kiddie pool, that would be divine. Maybe we could add a pineapple pool float or two…(Don’t forget the margarita!).
Summer sundresses, picnic blankets, and a polo match? Yes please! Top that off with some Veuve Clicquot bubbly, and you’ve got yourself a perfectly dreamy afternoon at one of NYC’s swakiest events, the Ninth Annual Veuve Clicquot Polo Classic. The match is held at Liberty State Park, and is a competition between Nacho Figueras’ Team Black Watch and Team Veuve Clicquot. This year, we attended with event with two of our closest friends, Nick and Blair.
No, I don’t mean those melons! (But, we’ve got those too.) I’m talking about the hottest spring and summer accessories of the season! You may be jetting off to some sunny destination sometime soon, and you won’t want to leave these behind. They are the fanciest floats you can find, and they are the perfect addition to your spring or summer pool party.
This past Sunday, we celebrated the first day of Spring, with a forecast of snow. Lovely, right? However the sun was shining throughout the weekend, and so I definitely made the most of it. Last week, was crazy with my work schedule, but we did attend a fab magazine launch party for Reserved Magazine x J. Elster pop-up shop. It was hosted by super model and photographer Helena Christensen, model and actress, Brooke Shields, along with film maker and designer Jennifer Elster. I promised myself that I’d hibernate over the weekend, in hopes of getting lots of sleep, a few great workouts, and some cleaning accomplished. Quite the opposite of my plans, it was a jam packed weekend, but full of fun.
It was date night on repeat in Maui, and every night was a dream. I hadn’t even packed a pair of stilettos for our trip, and I didn’t miss them at all. My typical packing routine would include grabbing every single pair of heels I own, shoving them into my suitcase and praying that it closed. I generally know I’m packing too much, but I do actually wear them all.