Fashion for Writers

           I got this black, studded, slouchy cardigan from the 80s that I love. It’s really comfortable and I foresee myself wearing it all the time in the spring and summer. Last night I lounged around the house in a DVF slip, a green scarf wrapped around my newly-pinned pincurls and this cardigan, plus I’d just doused myself in jasmine oil and a little bit of my new gardenia perfume so I felt ultra glamorous. Today I’m in head-to-toe black and if I’m feeling adventurous I might take a picture.

            The fashion-and-culture blog No Good for Me is one of the best things around, and if you’re not privy to their brilliant writing and pointed witticisms, please do check them out. I know Kat best out of all the regulars, but all four ladies lend something to the table beyond the usual sample sale notifications and runway critiques. My favorite post so far is this analysis of Sofia Coppola as a style icon — Liz’s thoughts on private glamour are spot-on –  from three points of view. Included are embedded links to Coppola’s rare short film, Lick the Star.

            I used to love, love, love the Taiwanese label a la sha. Known for their comfortable fabrics and muted colors, a la sha consistently plays at being youthful while staying away from making me want to vomit from sweetness. Lately I haven’t loved a la sha as much; they can be a bit of a one-trick pony and I might be (gasp) growing out of them, but I checked out their website recently and was awash in nostalgia. (Their lookbooks are also wonderfully shot, if you can get your hands on one.) The blue coat reminds me of the old-fashioned schoolgirl look that I’m still fond of, I love the texture and colors of the tweedy skirt, and the slouchy suspenders call to me more than any jeans do (Images from a la sha).