FEELING CHIC

I am finally moved into my new apartment--which, by the way, is far fancier than my old place--and can happily say I am finally feeling New York cool. This is all despite the fact that my living room has no furniture and I am currently writing this post while sitting on a large throw pillow on the floor. In my pajamas. Watching reruns of Law & Order: SUV. Snazzy huh?

Anywho, in keeping with my new-found feeling of coolness, I thought I would do another post about the ultimate purveyor of NYC cool: the Sartorialist. I recently stumbled across an awesome parody of the Sartorialist, created by the geniuses at the Pipeline, which consists of a flow chart detailing how you can get photographed by this amazing fashionisto! (Click on the chart for a larger view).

In other sartorial news, the Sartorialist (Scott Schuman) is publishing is own book of portraits! Love it! The best part? The reasonable price of $16.50. Check it out here (or the $100+ bespoke edition here).

I'M DIGGING THE SARTORIALIST

Sorry for the brief hiatus.  Things are starting to to get crazy with exams - so posts may be sporadic but I promise to keep at it.

In the meantime, I wanted to share with you some of the really beautiful shots being posted at the Sartorialist.  I love the way his depth of field allows the image to capture the distinctness of each place without making it the focus of the image.  The top photo, with all its postcard racks and marble pillars, is so distinctly Florentine . . .

Check more out here.

TAUNTING ME WITH DRESSES

The New York Times just did an article on sparkly holiday fashion.  The Sartorialist was just in Rio finding the most drop-dead gorgeous people in the most lovely outfits.  Both of these things make me want to forsake newly-frigid New York and go on a vacation fling some place I can wear a fun, flowing, skimpy dress.  I would kill to take along the Philip Lim beaded skirt-top combo (first photo) or the skull dress (third photo) as spotted in Rio.  My wardrobe would be so much sassier with either of them in it . . . . Sigh.  Unfortunately I do not have the thousands of dollars necessary to pick them up.  But really, who does these days?

See the NYTimes article here and the Sartorialist globe-hopping here.