Posts tagged ‘central park’
Dad Shirts
You are probably thinking, “Where are your pants, Sonia?” And it’s a valid question, it really is. But while I assure that I am in fact wearing cut-offs in full never-nude form underneath this oversize button-down, the notion of pants (or shorts) is irrelevant here. What is relevant is my Dad’s giant shirt.
For Mother’s Day I showed you how to style Mom Jeans, or more specifically, my Mom’s jeans circa 1985. But what about Father’s Day? Originally, my plan was to dress like my Dad since we own a few fairly similar pieces: red and white striped button-down, khakis, tassel loafers. But then he showed up at my apartment with one of his old crisp white shirts deeming it unwearable due to a mini hole up near the collar. Never one to turn down a freebie or opportunity to have pedestrians take a double-look as they question whether I’m wearing pants, I gladly took the shirt from his hands and promptly hung it up in the dress section of my closet.
There were a few iconic giant shirt movie moments going through my mind while styling my Dad’s shirt. The first was Risky Business, but since I am not the biggest Tom Cruise fan and have a hard time thinking of tube socks as anything but a teenage boy’s favorite vessel, I decided not to imitate the look to its entirety — though, yes, I did wear wayfarers in true Joel Goodsen form. Then my noggin went to Pretty Woman, when Julia Roberts borrows Richard Gere’s shirt to wear shopping since she can’t very well go out on Rodeo Drive in her prostitute outfit, now can she!? So, she puts his white button-down on and ties the bottom half of the shirt so it sits as more of an oversize crop-top. I admittedly tried doing this but the resemblance to Julia Roberts’ half-hooker half-Richard outfit was too close. So I nixed that. Finally, my mind took me to the memory of when Carrie Bradshaw falls into the pond in Central Park while trying to avoid Mr. Big’s unclear kiss/hug hybrid (it’s the Cock-a-Doodle-Doo episode in Season 3, FYI). She then goes back to Big’s apartment to shower and borrows one of his white button-downs to wear with her stilettos on her strut home. As a forever admirer of Carrie’s style, this was clearly the winner. One pair of red pumps and a few bulky accessories and Dad’s shirt turned into that effortless outfit Carrie wears as if she had intentionally put it on that morning while getting dressed.
So is this an everyday look? Probably not. But for something to throw on quickly while running out the door? Why not! Just add pumps, consider shorts, and go.
My Dad’s shirt | the shorts are irrelevant but they’re vintage Levi’s | Boutique9 heels | Ray-Ban sunglasses | Kenneth Cole watch
// photos by Emily Malan
Peanut Butter & Jelly
Certain colors go together like peanut butter and jelly; no matter the brand or bread, pb & j will always taste good (I actually have a friend who just made pb & j using a tortilla) much like the fiery fall colors of orange, red, and yellow.
Yesterday, on a stroll through Central Park, I couldn’t help but notice my color coordination with the autumnal trees around me. I’m not normally that colorful of a dresser, but wearing such eye-catching and seasonal tones while everyone else around me was wearing black Lululemon while pushing their strollers around (the quintessential Sunday morning in Central Park) was a definite morning coffee perk for me.
And before you go thinking that the trees and I called each other the night before to plan matchy matchy outfits, think again. We didn’t talk; hell, I don’t even know these guys, though they were more than willing to let me swing on their branches.
Paul & Joe jacket | BDG shirt | J.Crew pants (on sale!) | Gucci shoes | Bottega Veneta bag | River Island watch
I ❤ New York
As much as I may bitch and moan, there’s no denying that I absolutely love New York City. About a year ago I traded in my California Drivers License for a New York State ID, thus making me an “official” New Yorker. It was then that I realized just how many things I haven’t seen or done since moving to this city. I’ve never been to the Empire State Building or the Statue of Liberty, I’ve never skated in Rockefeller Center, never gone sledding in Central Park, and I still have yet to enjoy a legendary sandwich from Carnegie Deli.
As we get closer and closer to the months of snow covered streets, I’m making it a goal to accomplish at least a few of these touristy adventures. First on the list is the top of the Empire State Building before all the trees lose their autumnal leave, then it’s time for some holiday cheer (and me falling on my ass) at Rockefeller Center’s ice skating rink!
I love New York!