hits counter

Eloise Says Hi

On Saturday, my mom created a New York milestone for me: an afternoon Eloise-themed belated birthday tea at The Plaza.  I had no idea how majestic The Plaza was when I would read Eloise books as a child. I just knew that it was a magical place brought to life by Kay Thompson’s six-year-old with penchant for mischief. Prior to...

Read More

Seasons

I bought myself a few very New York-centric things for my birthday: BaubleBar’s state pendent necklace (with a heart cut out over my beloved NYC) and Noir’s Gotham City stackable ring. The idea was that it was it would reinforce the “brand” that I am trying to build as a very NYC-focused one, making me want to blog. Here’s the...

Read More

5 Style Lessons Courtesy of New York City

Or I guess that should read: 5 Style Lessons I Learned Living in New York City. I’ve officially been Channing in the City for a little over a year now. When I first moved here, I wondered how my style would change, what if anything I would do differently. While I may be a bit biased (it’s always hard to...

Read More

#IWokeUpLikeThis and I’m Sick of It

I think it’s important that you know that I went to school in the mountains. Penn State is literally in the middle of the state of Pennsylvania. Surrounded by, yup, that’s right, mountains. For four years, I became accustomed to be being accosted with snow in October. Going to football games in blizzards. Wind degrees chilling in the negatives. Only...

Read More

Bleu My Mind

When I am obsessed with something, it’s literally all I want to do, or in this case wear. It’s like that silly little meme floating around says, ‘this is how my brain works,’ and there is a light switch labeled uninterested and utterly obsessed. I am utterly obsessed with blue. I tend to do this with a color at least...

Read More

No Pants.

We’re about to get pretty personal here, FYI. This polar vortex is doing something bad to my skin. Like, really bad. My friends laugh at me because I just about (and have) refuse to wear pants. Pants depress me. Even in the chills of -8 degree weather–you read that right. Negative. Eight.  Wearing: Marc Bower Faux Fur Capelet, Forever 21...

Read More

In Defense of Carrie Bradshaw

I’m feeling pretty nostalgic  about my life here in the city. I somehow missed my year anniversary (it was the 22nd), between that and my upcoming birthday, I just want to lay in bed, watch Sex and the City and eat cupcakes–post Fashion Week perhaps we can revisit this? Despite being off air for nearly a decade–nine years to be...

Read More

Lyrics

So here’s the thing about zodiac signs, because they fit literally a million people, I never thought mine was particularly accurate. That and horoscopes only seem to come true after I read them. For instance, I’m having a great day and then I check my horoscope and it says I’m going to have to worst day of life–then I do....

Read More

See Some World

It’s hard to imagine, but if I were to travel during the late 19th century, right up until the civil rights era, I would more than likely had to consult Victor Green’s The Negro Traveler’s Green Book for appropriate and safe accommodations… in the United States. You could forget going abroad. The author wrote of his hope’s for the future...

Read More

Denied in Celine.

Remember Carrie’s slip-up in Paris? When she marched into the gorgeous suite she shared with the Russian and was like, “I fell in Dior.” I always imagined that would be mortifying until I had my on little mishap… in Celine. I decided randomly shortly after I moved to the city, that I wanted to make a big purchase for year...

Read More