If you didn't know, I'm not a D.C. or NYC native--I'm originally from Atlanta (well, north of Atlanta...). Just one year ago I was living there! Last summer, I spent my summer there right before my official move to D.C., and I did a fake version of this upcoming post, which is about summer in the city. My one-year-old post was the 2nd best (or maybe 5th best version; Atlanta really isn't that great), as Atlanta is not even close to being the city. Yes, a city, but I feel as if it doesn't deserve its own post now that I'm living in the best place in the world! So now, one year later, two cities later, I'm spending my summer in the city. How accomplishing does that sound!
Atlanta is like New York's distant second-cousin that always gets forgotten (no offense, home town). A hotter, less-cultured version. So doing a fashion post is so much more rewarding here, as my style hardly fits into ATL's signature style (or lack of style, for that matter). My sartorial calling is in NYC, and what an amazing season to dress in the city!
That was sarcasm up there, btw.
It's surprisingly really hard to dress for the weather here, as it's either 96 degrees at 9 am (this morning) or 50 degrees and raining (last week). I'm used to this, as the east coast is always erratic; however, NYC demands a rigorous style that hardly works with the unexpected weather. Yay, fashion challenges!
Top by Nasty Gal (or try this one, also by Nasty Gal). Jeans by Madewell. Shoes by & Other Stories.
If you haven't skimmed my original "Summer in the City" post, there are similarities! Well, just the cold-shoulder top. I kept this a constant as it feels like the perfect summer shirt--it shows some skin (shoulders and a bit of chest) while still being ~interesting~ and not typical of the usual cold-shoulder tops that are seen literally everywhere the past few seasons. But then I changed some things! I've hardly seen anyone wearing shorts in this city, even when it feels like hell (literally, not figuratively). Which was strange at first, but then I realized that hardly any shorts actually fit the high fashion mold of NYC, and I realized that pants replaced these thigh-grazing garments. Proof lies below.
If that doesn't look like a perfect summer 'fit to you, then you're (probably) alone in your beliefs. This one is really fitting, too.
Jeans, culottes, trousers, even jumpsuits. This is perfect, as I've spent the last 6 months only purchasing these items. Something about items that don't carry a crotch just aren't appealing to me, mostly because I really like sitting on the ground of parks with my legs sprawled out (aka what I'm doing right now in Washington Square as I write this post). So my summer jeans replaced those old shorts that I don't even own anymore, and that half cool/half anxious mood, something that all New Yorker's feel 24/7 (no?), flew into me just with that switch.
The shoes are really important, too.
Heels are a must, which hardly makes any sense to me. Walking + heels = pain. It's a simple equation that city gals don't seem to understand. To follow this NYC demand but also follow my own style and comfort, I slipped on my two-inch peep-toe mules instead. Two inches counts, right? This feels even more right, as tiny kitten/block heels are taking over the long lost stiletto. Finally a trend that makes sense! And just like that, my transformation was complete. Maybe it was the fact that I did things a lot differently than usual--heels with jeans? Heels with uncuffed jeans? Now that's a sign that I'm willing to change. Style evolution, I'm ready for you.
Photos shot by Zoe.
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