Sunday Styles no. 42

So, the autumn came and went in LA this past week. One day, we were having crisp, cool, sunny days...and then, unapologetically, the heat returned. It was 88 degrees yesterday. I mean, c'mon! I'm over it...warm weather is nice and all, but I've got sweaters pestering me to take them for a spin.

Which brings me to today's Sunday Style. Whether I'll actually survive the day wearing this is a mystery...but, mostly likely, an impossibility. Nonetheless, I'm trying to celebrate autumn with a fail-safe combo of black & tan. (Mr. Merlin included...his tan coat and black nose & eyes are oh-so fashionable!)

I'm never one to wear tight sweaters. It's just not my jam. When it comes to the chillier months, you'll find me in bigger, comfy sweaters throughout most of the season, but sweaters that are tailored in such a way that they don't become a lumpy, bumpy mess under a coat. The key, I found, was wearing sweaters with a roomier midsections (also great for when you wanna go out for a large meal) and well-tailored armholes.

It's all in the armholes, people.

Big armholes equal lumpy, bumpy annoyingness when you put a coat on. You know what I'm talking about...that big mass of sweater resting in your armpit and cutting off your circulation. Not cool. If the armhole is cut small enough to your actual arm size, all will be well. That and thinner materials that are still warm. Cashmere and thin wool work well. Lightweight, but still warm. A winning combination.

A wider midsection and a little bit of length will give the entire look a casual, comfy feel and still allow you to wear a coat. Big plus for a bigger neckline also. Magic.

In this case, I opted for getting a larger size as well. This sweater is a medium.
My usual sizing is small or x-small, but not for sweaters. Nope. Gimme a big ones and marvel at how comfortable I am all day. No pulling and tugging. No weird self-consciousness. Just the equivalent of a blanket...that you wear.

Because we all know that those days where you can get away with just wearing a sweater are few and the winter months come up as fast as sirens surfacing to trick sailors into getting lost at sea.

Anyway, maybe I'll end up changing in a few hours (probably), but for now this girl is gonna dream about the east coast changing of the leaves on the trees, hot apple cider, and getting cozy with the one I love while spending the rest of the weekend out and about amongst the west coast palm trees and blazing sun...and maybe cozying up to the one I love in our apartment with the AC blasting.

Have a great rest of your weekend! xo!

Update: It's going to be in the 80's today. (Insert a big, heavy, sad-it's-not-autumn sigh here.) Well, a girl can dream, right?

A Note About the Clothes: Madewell Leafstitch Crewneck (Hthr Toffee)Club Monaco Carolina Skinny Waxed Pant (Black)Madewell Teddy Loafer in Calf Hair (Truffle), Mr. Merlin - not available.


L.A. Ladies Interview #5: Jessie Kahnweiler on her film, "Meet My Rapist"

It's time for some serious talk, people...


It's happening all the time. Maybe you know someone who has been raped. Maybe you yourself have been. Maybe you recently saw something on TV, read something online, read an article about someone's experience...

The fact of the matter is, rape is very real. It's tragic, it's horrifying. No one deserves it.

So, what happens when your best friend has been a victim of this heinous crime?

You watch her write, direct, and act in a short film about her experience. She does it to inform, to learn about herself, to heal, to inspire others to have strength...and, shocking to many, she does it through comedy. Yep. It's true. An incredibly difficult task indeed.

Jessie Kahnweiler, one of the most talented women I've ever met and my best friend, has created a very powerful piece of art and I wanted to share her journey, her reasoning, and her experience with you...

Here is my interview with her as she takes me through her process and her purpose behind her film:

And now that you're probably curious to see her film, you can watch it here (warning: if you are easily offended, are particularly sensitive to this subject, or feel incredibly uncomfortable right now, proceed with caution...still, it's definitely worth watching):

Some of you may be sitting there, judging her. Maybe you don't understand or are horribly offended. Still, many of you may be inspired and get what Jessie is trying to do here.

This short film put me through a whirlwind of emotions, but in the end, it brought me closer to my best friend and I honor and respect her amazing work. She's truly an inspiration.

Don't forget to check out more of Jessie's work here.


Quote of the Week: Special

So, I woke up this morning with the usual vigor that one has at 6am (as in not very vigorous, especially pre-coffee) and got to work.

Whilst getting dressed, I ended up pulling together an outfit that may have seemed a little fancy for working from my apartment with no meetings to go to and nothing in particular planned aside from a possible painting project. (I'm getting Decorati Fever again!) Chalk it up to getting dressed in the half-darkness.

When I was getting ready to head to the local coffee shop with Charlesband to get my morning latte I mumbled, "Should I just put your flannel on and jeans?" (By the way, I just discovered that I totally fit into one of his newest flannel button downs which makes me extremely happy because that means I don't need to get new flannel for myself.)

He looked at me, cocked his head and said, "what's wrong with what you're wearing right now?"

And I was about to make a point that it seemed too fancy...but then I stopped myself and thought about it. My fancy-pants conscience (who I always imagine to be either Regina Brett or Holly Golightly), perched on my shoulder and whispered, "Why not? Why not wear fancy clothes? You never know what might happen today!"

Which brings me to today's quote. I do find myself holding out on wearing certain things or using certain items (let's not get into the pile of beautiful notepads I have lying around because I'm too scared to write in them) because I'm saving them for a "special occasion". What the occasion is and when said occasion will happen is a mystery...and then you die. Boom.

I can see it now. My obituary will read "Nami is survived by her husband, Charlesband, her pooch, Mr. Merlin, a very large stack of gorgeous notebooks and a pile of fancy clothes - the latter two, completely untouched."

I mean, what am I waiting for? And I ask you the same thing. What are you waiting for?
Let's just say that the special occasion is that you woke up alive & well and ready for the day ahead. In this day and age, that's something to celebrate!
Remember: TODAY IS SPECIAL, so use those beautiful things in your life. That's what they're there for! xo!


Sunday Styles no. 41

have officially returned to the land of the living, everyone! Isn't that exciting?! You never truly appreciate being healthy until the Angel of Death is hanging out with you on the couch all week, watching episode after episode of "I Didn't Know I Was Pregnant!"

Whatever the case, the flu & I officially parted ways on Friday. As I said to my dad-in-law, "a relationship that stops you from eating or sleeping and stresses you out isn't worth it. It's for the best." It was a relationship fated for disaster from the very start.

Anyway, to further fluff up my shiny new enthusiasm for life, the weather is cooling down. (Happy First Day of Fall!) Though, to be fair, autumn in Los Angeles is vastly different from autumn in New York, I'm still appreciative. The air is crisper, the sun is still bright but less "let's make the entire world feel like a skillet where you play the steak," and overheating Charlesband can comfortably exist with me without having to blast the AC. An open window will suffice. (HALLELUJAH!)

In other really (maybe not really) exciting news, I discovered this morning that my hair has gotten to the point where I can put it up in a (not so polished, but still passable) bun! I know this might seem like a non-event for most of you, but for this woman who has almost always had short hair and has been struggling for over a year to not lop it all off just to prove she can grow it and to have something to do fun things with...well, this was like the hair gods giving me a reassuring pat on the back. "Good job, Nami. Way to grow your hair, kid. You done good."

Thanks, hair gods.

And because I'm bunnin' today, I've decided to go with a ballet silhouette while still honoring my all-black aesthetic. Pleated skirt and super-simple fitted shirt anyone? I know I wore this pleated skirt two Sunday Styles ago, but I'm so obsessed with it, that I just had to wear it again. The coated fabric really defines the pleats and gives the skirt more structure and volume which me (of narrow hips) wants badly. Couple the ensemble with my trusty field jacket, sunnies, and some gold bling for a look that's decidedly almost-autumn.

And, ya know what? It's a really comfortable outfit too. The skirt has a little room at the waist, so I can still eat and the shirt is super-soft and stretchy. Good times, good times.

So, with that, off I go to enjoy this gorgeous weather with Charlesband! The days are getting shorter, so we need to take advantage of the daylight stat! Hope you're all enjoying the rest of your Sunday! xo!

A Note About the Clothes: Club Monaco Faye Solid Top (Black), Zara Coated Pleated Skirt (Black), J. Crew Field Jacket - no longer available, Jeffrey Campbell 'In Love' Flat (Black/Black Patent), House of Harlow 1969 Imagine Sunglasses - I can't find them anywhere now!


Fashion Week: Day 5 (Long Overdue!!!)

I know, right? Way to make you guys wait! I'm the worst.

The good news? I think I'm finally rejoining the land of the living! I had enough energy to clean the apartment, do the laundry and go grocery shopping! Also, I don't think I'll be eating soup or sipping tea anytime soon. I can't stand even thinking about either of those things at this point.

AND Ritz Crackers...I can't. I never thought I'd see the day, but it has come. I can't stand them. I'm hoping my love will return, but after eating several sleeves over the course of the last 6 days, I'm done. Those buttery, golden disks will have to sit in their box and wait.

Goodbye, sick foods. Hello, fabulous food! I didn't realize how much I missed real food until I was sitting and watching Food Network last night and near tears wanting to put everything in my mouth. Now, the real question will be whether my stomach can actually handle real food. We shall see tonight! How exciting?

Ok, back to Day 5 of Fashion Week! (Sorry, illness digression. Booooring.)

Have I ever told you how much I love menswear? If you've followed the blog for a while, you know this. There are few things I love more than a sassy suit...and, guys, don't tell me that it's boring. You have so many options. To be honest, the best part about it is that you have options within a slightly limited set of options...let me explain.

Suits. Period. Suits are awesome...and within that parameter, you can play with colors, patterns, accessories...and it always looks put together. Women? I feel like we have too many options sometimes and too many options can lead to disaster.

So, what am I referring to in terms of suits?

I give you exhibit A & B:

Behold! A pale pink suit jacket and matching paisley pants with bright green touches. A little bit of seriousness with black hair, black shoes, and black sunnies so as to not go off the foppish deep-end. I practically ran over 10 people to get a photos of Mr. Pink. It's fresh & clean.

Speaking of clean, Mr. Seersucker got the matching pant & jacket on lockdown with a classic, updated with black/brown accessories as an anchor. This guy was oozing snazziness. Another crisp look that will never, ever go out of style. If it's hot out (and, boy, was it gross in NYC that day), go seersucker if you're stumped. It will never steer you wrong.

Meanwhile, you don't always have to go the suit route. (Rhyming is fun.) Guys, feel free to have a little fun:


Fashion Week: Day 7 (Nanette Lepore)

Alright. I'm waaaaay overdue on this post (and I still owe you Day 5 from Fashion Week!) You may be wondering why (or maybe you're not, but I'm going to tell you anyway.)

I got back from the Fashion Week hustle on Friday, completely burnt out on work and happy to be home. I was totally planning on posting, but something happened.

I got the flu.

Stomach flu to be more exact, which has basically left me in a state of feverish weakness. I'm still feeling pretty miserable, but the guilt of another day going by without posting was worse. So, here I am to tell you about the Nanette Lepore show! The last one I covered.

Firstly, I was pretty in love with the hair...

Here's fab blogger, Rachel Parcell, and TRESemmé stylist, Jeanie Syfu, discussing the hair look which is being rocked by the very gorgeous Saara.

It's basically that perfect bedhead that everyone wishes their hair actually looked like when they rolled out of bed. I dunno, maybe I'm the only one who has whack bedhead, but it doesn't look like this. (I should probably stop going to sleep with wet hair.)

It's also really fun how they got the look. They run mousse through it and tie it up with elastic cord to get some texture...


Fashion Week: Day 6 (Jenny Packham)

I know, I know. I missed yesterday's post. I feel horrible about it, but I was working till 1am and couldn't find the energy...I owe you one! In the meantime...

Ya know, there are few runway shows that I get really excited about, but Jenny Packham's show is one of my favorites season after season. Something about the fact that the show is usually something like a dream locked away in the most feminine and romantic part of your soul...

And, yes, even I have that part somewhere deep down inside of me that squeals whenever I see her gorgeous creations floating down the runway.

Also, as you know, I've been on a big hair kick, so I'll start off with what the hair looked like:

Look! It's my girl, Jeanie Syfu, lead TRESemmé stylist makin' big hair!

So, it's not the best shot, but you get the idea. It was supposed to be a 70's Edwardian do. Really big, teased, and fun. I was in love. If only I could do that to my own hair every day.

Unfortunately, the hair takes a bit of time...
You create a curl set by using curling irons and wrapping each section up and pinning it to let it cool...which seems easy enough after some practice.

However, you also need to use varying sizes of curling iron. 1/2" curls from the nape of your next to your ears. 3/4" curls from your ears to your crown and 1" curls on top. Complicated, yes. Worth it...most likely.

For those of us know can't imagine doing this (I would likely burn half my head off and would certainly burn my hands and ears trying to do this to myself), there's hope. Try using curlers on wet hair and letting your hair completely dry. You'll get the same effect.

Just comb out the curls, tease the hell out of them and fluff.

The nails were lovely too. Dusty pink with not my style, but I totally appreciate them:


Fashion Week: Day 4 (Vivienne Tam)

Today just blew right by...yeesh. Where does the time go?!

Whatever the case, it was a show day today, so I was a busy bee. Naturally, I had to go get my hair did first and I went straight to Marco for some more follicular fun. This was today's look:

Big, glam curls. Wide with a sidepart. I was in love with it. It's only at Fashion Week that I can truly get dramatic hair, so I take advantage of the situation...not to mention, I'm basically a walking billboard for the TRESemmé booth at the tents - um, hello, free dry styling for anyone at the tents all day every day during Fashion Week!

There's just no way I could possible wield a curling iron like my stylist buddies at the dry styling salon. They take my look to a whole new level and I'm eternally grateful.

I also will desperately need a deep conditioning treatment when I get back to LA.

But enough about was the Vivienne Tam show today! Forever youthful Vivienne Tam. I swear, that woman never ages. I could say it's because she's Asian, but seriously...I feel like she's always looked the same. Impressive.

The hair for the show was a very natural blowout. A little smooth, but still textured with a matte finish. Casual and modern. It totally fit her spring collection.

So, first, the hair...

Lovely Jeanie Syfu putting the finishing touches on the hair

It's totally that hair that we all WISH we had when we got out of bed. Faux bedhead with less kinks. It's just a little ruffled, but still chic as a black Chanel suit and pearls.

But, yes, I was chatting about how it really complemented Vivienne's line, right? Take a look...


Fashion Week: Day 3

I'm still alive!

Today was a non-show day for me, so I was able to do a little bit of running around the tents between coverage for TRESemmé (you wanna go see great hair & some fun, you can go check out the TRES instagram feed to see what I was doing for most of the day.)

So, as always, let us begin with the hair of the day. My love, Katy Yung (stylist extraordinaire), was inspired by my outfit today. (I went a little classic with under the knee, flaired white skirt and batwing, boatnecky tip that's cinched at the waste.

Here's what the process looked like:

Now imagine that all over my head. She set it, sprayed it, and brushed it out and then started with her meticulous retro-waving. It requires a lot of attention to detail, clips, pins, combs, and coaxing hair in different directions. Needless to say, only the highly talented can do it.

And this is what it ended up looking like:


Fashion Week: Day 2 (Rebecca Minkoff)

Another crazy day, everyone! Fashion Week is in full swing and despite it being utter madness, it's always fun to see all of my team members and get things done. For instance, the TRESemmé stylist team members...always making my hair look awesome.

Here was today's look:

That's Marco (follow him on Instagram at @MarcoNYCStudio). He's one of the stylists at the TRESemmé booth that does amazing things with hair each season. Mousse, hairspray, a mini double-barrel curling iron, and 3 hairpins kept this hair in place all day!

Just in time to prepare me for the Rebecca Minkoff show! Can I just take a minute to talk about how obsessed I was with the hair? It's looks like these that make me want to actually grow my hair really long...


Fashion Week: Day 1 (Begging for Forgiveness)

Hey. Today was nuts and I'm tired, so I'm going to make this super short & sweet.

I'm staying at the Hudson Hotel again...which is great. I love their escalator amongst other things...

The work day was crazy at the tents...and I didn't really get to do a lot of trendspotting,, all I have is this...

Behold! Super dramatic couture samurai hair by one of my favorite stylists, Jamál Tadros! Lots of mousse, hairspray, and about 2 feet of elastic cord. Not only was it fun, it also gave me an instant facelift.

The only downside was me accidentally jabbing people with it in close quarters...but, hey, it's not like they didn't see it coming.

For those of you who don't know, I'm the TRESemmé girl, so I do all their Fashion Week coverage over these many days. If you want to see what I'm doing from minute to minute, you can go check out their Instagram feed (@TRESemme)...and, that's all I got.

I know. Horrible. I promise, promise, promise to have more for you tomorrow. For now, though, I desperately need to sleep. Forgive me, readers! xo!


Quote of the Week: Busy

I sure hope Thoreau is right because it's that time of the season again. Fashion Week is breathing down my neck and I have more things to plan for this season than I ever have in all the seasons I've worked this sartorial circus!

Forgive me, readers, for being quiet for the last week! I actually got to get away this past weekend for the first time in a really long time with the sole purpose of trying to relax. Bobbing in the pool and spending time with Charlesband seemed like much more of a priority this weekend. My Sunday Style was just a bikini (you didn't miss much) and I needed to take a few days to gaze blissfully into my husband's eyes (read: be consumed by an amazing autobiography about Liberace's lover while Charlesband read Dune for the 100th time.)

We ate a lot of fries and nachos and I drank more water than I thought I was capable of. Chalk it up to desert heat and a very lovely poolside wait staff at the Hyatt Regency Resort in Indian Wells.

Whatever the case, I've returned to a tornado of work that must be tamed. My life has been emails, social media, checking my phone every 10 minutes, and making epic packing lists (1 full page with three columns of tiny font) which is what I do whenever I need to prepare for the 8 days of fashion. 12 to 14 hour days await me and I'm really hoping I get a few hours here and there to see my parents for dinner and possibly a friend or two.

Rest assured, I'm going to try my hardest to report back on fabulous clothes and the equally fabulous people wearing them at the tents, so stay tuned for the coverage starting September 5th. In the meantime, expect radio silence until then.

I'm crazy busy, but if Thoreau is right, I'm also chipping away at a path to some sort of success. (I'm gonna take this quote and hold it close during those late, late nights of madness.) Wish me luck! xo!