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Remember Girls, Don’t Get Mad. Get Everything!

As a sartorial gypsy and collector of cute stuff, daily excursions and nomadic travels lead to the acquisition of rare treasures. I have always adored picking up a piece that was worn or utilized before by some fabulous woman and letting my imagination run wild, developing stories of where this item has been – and better yet, where it’s about to go. (Yes, I do realize I just loosely recited lyrics to Jay-Z’s “I Just Wanna Love You.” Timeless classic.)

This exquisite sweater was gifted to me by my vintage dealer, and as he said, “THIS says Olga all over it!” Not only did it fit perfectly and was in mint condition, but I immediately named it my Ivana Trump sweater. The ornate sequin detailing just screams to me excess, glitz, glam and alimony. Whoever the past owner of this dazzling article, I envision, is sipping mai-tais on a yacht in Saint Tropez, still living off of her sweet divorce settlement from the 90s.

Ivana Trump sweater

The necklace I found at a charity hospital consignment shop for a few dollars and I love that it has a Eurasian flair to it. It reminds me of my roots in Turkey, but I also see Asia or Russia in it too. I like to think that the necklace was an ornate door knocker that has traveled the world and has enveloped the characteristics of everything it has seen along the way.

To add to my eclectic chest, I purchased this Indian umbrella for $8 from a woman who had a remote stand as I was passing by in Northern NJ. She was selling many wares from her country, though this caught my eye due to the intense bedazzlement and embroidery it has on both sides. Each umbrella was uniquely its own, and though it may not serve its intended purpose, it most certainly is decorative fun – which is more important, anyway.


The golden metallic purse was the ultimate FIND at Polly Sue’s Vintage in Takoma Park, Maryland. This treasure trove is an absolute MUST stop every time I am visiting friends in DC and houses the most delectable finds. The basket weave and the flawless golden shade of the metal is impeccably sized for a modern day girl, easily holding a pair of sunglasses and your cell. I imagine it to be like a high-class, miniature basket, similar to the one in which Dorothy hauled Toto. Or even reminiscent of a portable genie in a bottle, granting me wishes wherever I wander.


A sailor striped romper by American Apparel, topped off with a gemstoned golden turban found at a random Goodwill and my purple suede, laser cut Kelsi Dagger booties, I fought off an impending storm that had beautiful lightening bolts cascading through the sky. The travels are what we live for, learn from and recount, but it doesn’t hurt to pick up a few souvenirs during the voyage.



Overexposed picture that looks like I’ve been struck like lightning. 

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Meaning to go for quite a while, my great friend Patrick Eves and I finally were able to meet up to view the Bill Cunningham exhibit, Facades, at the New York Historical Society. Our mutual adoration for photographer Bill, a former milliner turned long time street style documentor for many publications and currently the New York Times, really flourished after viewing the touching documentary on Netflix, “Bill Cunningham: New York.”
ARTS CONNECTION 2012 Benefit Celebration Honoring MARK WAHLBERG and RICHARD KIRSHENBAUM(image via NY Mag)
For anyone who is passionate about virtually anything, Bill Cunningham’s documentary is a MUST see. The level of absolute obsession he has for his job is extraordinary, as he cares about nothing else but eating, sleeping and breathing street style. His pictures are not simply snapshots of outfits, yet a beautifully poetic ode to his adoration for New York City, as well as a historical, well-documented observation of New Yorkers. Not only will this film pull on your heartstrings due his undying dedication and extreme humbleness, but it will also make you fall in love with NYC all over again.


“FaSHioN iS tHe ARMOR tO suRviVe tHe rEaLitY of eVeRyDay LiFe. To do aWay WiTh FasHioN wOuLd Be LiKe DoiNg aWaY wiTh ciViLiZatioN.”


(above images via NY Mag)

The exhibit showcases a project with his muse and fellow photographer, Editta Sherman, who also makes a cameo in the film. Together they pranced around the city for eight years starting in the late 60s, embarking on a project that marked the dates of architectual design with the appropriate historical garb. With Editta’s vibrant personality and the modern day surroundings, this juxtaposition between buildings and wardrobe really gives new light to areas we pass every day and take for granted. It truly is enlightening how diverse the architecture of the city is, while thriving in the incessant hustle and bustle of modern times. They are a pair of visionary raconteurs, beautifully depicting what exactly makes this city so incredible – not only in its obvious stature, but in the details of its content.


(I’m rocking Claire’s sunglasses, various old necklaces from vintage to Express, an old Target dress, BCBG belt, H&M star leggings, old Marc Jacobs booties)

After the exhibit, we wandered around the Upper West Side, making our way to a cafe. We insisted on eating our late brunch al fresco under a protective awning, despite the heavy rains threatening to ruin our day. As we caught up on our lives over cocktails and came to realizations of the importance of the fruition of passions and true happiness versus being bogged down by the pressures of the hustle, societal expectations and never-ending rent payments, we concluded what in our lives we truly deemed as important and vowed to focus our attention solely on these matters. We also couldn’t help being inspired by what we viewed earlier in the day, and loved the almost Parisian feel of our rainy day surroundings.

Rainy Day Umbrella

(above photography via Patrick Eves)

After bidding adieu to Patrick, I had a craving for a latte and something sweet. In accordance with the Parisian theme, I headed to Cafe Lalo for the first time and instantly became addicted. Mostly known for its appearance in the film “You’ve Got Mail,” the busy, French cafe has an incredible selection of delicious desserts to satisfy any sweet tooth. As I sat by the window in my own cozy nook, sipping my perfect coffee and reflecting on the day, I became observant of the cinematic view of families and couples passing by and struggling in the rain. They were unknowingly part of the great heartbeat of the city, its vitality and its grand facade.

Cafe Lalo

Cafe Lalo Tiramisu

(delicious Tiramisu at Cafe Lalo)

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Your “homework” : to watch “Bill Cunningham: New York” on Netflix and RUN to view the Facades exhibit at the New York Historical Society before it ends on June 15th. 

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