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Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts

Monday, June 1, 2015

A slow clap that no one joins into...



In the movies...someone starts a slow clap that is supposed to turn into an applause and then no one joins in and it's super awkward and they sit down...that's how I feel about this outfit.

She gave this a valiant effort. I will applaud that. And then I am sitting down.

White on white is a tough look to pull off. You can end up looking super Hamptons-chic or like marshmallow. With those pants, I am saying no to this shirt. A (white) tucked in blouse with a belt would allow these pants to shine. A simple heel would be the way to go here. Maybe a heel with a splash of color or a statement necklace. Neon heels are never a good idea. 

You can't sit with us.

Bye Felicia...

xoxo
Coco

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Just (don't) Do it - a nike memoir



Sneakers
I love wearing them. 
I love that they are trending.
I hate this outfit.

    -a Haiku by Coco

Honestly though, sneakers are great. I can openly embrace my tomboy, workout-aholic style in public and still be considered fashion-forward (<<not really but whatever). This outfit though, is extreme(ly bad). She could have went with simple white Keds or a flat sandal..why oh why baby blue nike trainers with a lavender and black paisley spaghetti strap skater dress?! It just...it's mind boggling.

Possibilities: for the sake of the benefit of the doubt
   - she came from a soccer game to get lunch and forgot appropriate shoes
   - color blind (total possibility)
   - blind in general (doubtful though since she is looking at a cell phone...)

EASTER EGG: 
   - she is wearing a ring...engaged? married? just an accent piece?

We'll never know...

xoxo
Coco

Saturday, December 14, 2013

It's a bird it's a plane

It's Jack the Ripper?

Everything about this screams death, sadness, bird funeral, mourning...basically anything other than chic fur coat. Coco can't even. 

Saturday, September 28, 2013

Speaking of the devil

Spotted. Just outside my elevator. I boarded the elevator and snapped this unfortunately not so rare sighting. For those millenium babies who aren't sure what I am presenting, I give you the Chinese slipper. It was a fad that did not die quick enough and like cockroaches, they cannot be destroyed. #boycotttheslipper

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

The midlife brisis

There is a new trend hitting the streets of NYC that I would like to call the midlife brisis (bra crisis).


Yes, I ran after them and snapped pics. I was in awe. It's like A) you're not 19 and hanging with your friends B) I don't even wear that unless it's a sheer cute top and I'm going to a bar C) like, what is your bra ?! Your bra shows your age ladies. And in this case, your lack of style and common sense. No words.