Fashion Week
Thong pants, sweater undies, and more.
Deranged is a word too rarely used in fashion.
And yet, its the one I hunger for most.
Give me innovation,give me shock factor, give me something well, a little bit ugly.
Theres no greater high than taking a massive fashion risk and having it pay off tenfold.
But, unfortunately, I rarely get that opportunity.
The outfits within the story are the result of that.
A party at the 5th AvenueVivienne Westwoodwas the highlight of my day, and its for Vivienne I dressed.
Owning no actual Vivienne Westwood, I leaned into the playful punk vibe the brand is known for.
I added a bunch of safety pins in an attempt to duplicate the dreamyR13 jacketI cannot afford.
After painstaking research, I was able to find them on e-tailerSVRN and the games began.
Not one for sexy dressing, I channeled androgyny to tone down the provocative piece.
Instead of a blazer, however, I emphasized my red undies with a matching coat anothergem from Argent.
Why was I at a courthouse in the middle of fashion week, you ask?
Well, its actually a very popular NYFW venue.
Naturally, I reached formy trusty Bubble Clogsand my baggiest jeans, a wonderful mom cut fromDL1961.
Grandpa style is best served with another trend an era, a color story, an aesthetic, etc.
so I chose a groovy, retro vibe to play off my vintage blazer.
This was easily my tamest outfit of the week and yet, it was also my most photographed.
Worked like a charm.
I stayed up until 1 a.m. (on a work night, no less!)
Needless to say, this was an Uber home pop in of night.
Even so, Uber was my best accessory that day.
