Maven pick: Groove is in the heart (when it comes to new sunnies)

Hey now, Wednesday. Not so pretty outside. Snowy, rainy, yucky. Ughs.

Well we're one week away from Valentine's Day and since I shopped around Soho last weekend, I thought I'd share a bit of trendspotting.

Seems designers have some love for heart sunglasses this Spring. From Chloe to Saint Laurent and back again, the Lolita inspired frames are kind of everywhere (in the #metoo world we live in, Lolita references are a bit off brand). If you are under the age of 30, you should have at these. I know there are no rules when it comes to age appropriate anymore, but very few mature women can wear these and not look silly.  Some eccentric types are excluded from this rule, but for most of us, hard no on these. Cute for the young ones. Not so much for anyone who is on the high end of millenial +. Unless you are Giovanna Battaglia. She can do anything. Truly.  That's her above. Ridiculously chic. Always.

These are from Saint Laurent. Cute non? 

I do love these rose gold (another big sunglass trend) aviators from American Eagle. And at just under $16, you can try the trend without breaking the bank. 

These from Marc Jacobs are fun. Full stop. I would almost consider these if I was slightly less stick in the muddy of late.

 Totally crushing on these from Miu Miu- something about red and hearts going well together, right? 

These Target rimless are a little weird, but cool. More modern. And of course, completely affordable.

And these from Chloe were the ones I saw at the Chloe store this past weekend. Cute. Love. Rose gold lenses for the win.

Now that I'm looking at all of these cuties, maybe my stick in the mud is moving to a sunnier place. I like these. I'm not likely to purchase them, but very cute. Worth falling in love over? You tell me.

Cause that's what's up this love is in the air kind of Wednesday in the 212. Yours, in hearts and frames. XO


I live in New York, but today I'm a Philly girl

Good morning, Monday.

Welp, we got it done Philly. As many of you know, I was born and raised in Philly and left there after college. Truth be told, Philly was not somewhere I wanted to spend my adult years, but as I get older, I get more Philly pride. And last night, the 215 had my heart.

Also I know I'm hardly someone you'd expect to watch the SB for anything other than the commercials, but last night's game was truly exciting. Funny thing- each year David tries to explain football to me and each year I lose interest before the very first down. But this year I watched a video on all things football and rules of play, and it finally sunk in. Only took 40something years. NBD.

As for the commercials, there were a few that were worthy of the price of admission. My favorite was absolutely Amazon's Alexa spot where Alexa loses her voice and celebrities like Cardi B. stand in for her. Excellent and funny and celeb filled, which is always a big game day draw. Other good ones were Tide's domination of the entire night and spoofing the genre itself- great use of air time and a fun play on all the spots we've come to love. Oh and let's not forget the "Dirty Dancing" spot with Eli Manning and Odell Bechkam having the time of their lives. Hysterical. What's clear to me is the country needs humor right now- anything that smacked of rah rah 'merica fell flat on its starry striped face. Dodge's use of a MLK speech/voiceover felt excruciatingly pandering and tone deaf, while Weathertech's (not) building a wall spot felt just awful. Lots of misses during the commercials. Only thing that worked was humor. Check out a good roundup of all the spots here.

And Justin Timberlake's half time delivered for me, although many thought it was a bit of a snore. I love him. So talented and positive and fun. Great job and I liked the Prince tribute too, since it felt in step with the SB being in Minneapolis.

I've taken some things with me as a card carrying Philly born girl- I love the scrappiness of the city. I love the heart and soul of a real working class town. And I love the passion, even if it's for sports which is not typically my wheelhouse. I know everyone in my family was thrilled with the outcome, and to beat the Pats and Tom Brady's baby bangs is no small feat. 

I'm proud of my hometown today and wanted to share. I wish last night did not turn ugly  (why turn cars over and set fires and create mayhem why why why?) but I'm a happy girl from the city of Brotherly Love today and that, my friends, is that. But Philly fans be cray.

Cause that's what's up this Fly Eagles Fly kind of Monday in the 212. Yours, in Philadelphia freedom, and big wins. XO


TBT: Let's play what was your look?

Good afternoon by the time you read this post. I'm late to the soiree today.

Funny thing- someone asked today on Facebook what your go to outfit was when you were 20. I love this question. Some of you are closer to that age than others so you may not have yet deviated from that look. And even though I'm not close to 20, I remember very clearly what I was wearing then. I came of age in the 90s (I am a child of the 80s and a young woman of the 90s) and it was a fun hang when it came to fashion. So what was I wearing at 20?

For me, it was a long sleeved bodysuit (Bodysuits are yesterday's jumpsuits ps. Getting out of one to pee was always a fun time), a pair of 501 Levis' and some Frye engineer boots or motorcycle boots- the engineer boots were black and the moto boots were the brown ones with the harness. With this look I used to do a western vintage belt- found a few good ones at a flea market back in Philly and loved rocking them- one was brown and braided with a big silver buckle and the other one was black with a plain round disc buckle if I remember correctly. So happy to see Gigi and Kendall rocking this of late. Everything old is...well, you know.

It's funny to even imagine wearing that now- I mean the separate components are still very much in my lexicon- but perhaps not all together. I'd wear the boots with my beloved dresses, the bodysuit under a blazer, and the jeans with everything. I'm all grown up I suppose. But I take little pieces of my past with me wherever I go when it comes to style. It's all part of the big picture.

Though truly a fashion pinnacle for me came in my late 20s, when I wore nothing but lingerie (slip dresses but actual nighties), ribbed tanks, and kitten heels with a cardigan, or a slip skirt with my Hole tee shirt (Courtney was kind of my jam). I think that was one of my fav looks of all time. The winter version of that was either done with black tights or I lost the slip and went with cords with a bit of a flare and a baby tee. For real. A BABY TEE. I wore something called a baby tee. Jesus, we all did. Drew definitely did. Look how cute she looks in it, too. Oh, and there was an awful lot of Betsy Johnson. A ton of panne velvet slip dresses, girly LBDs,  and lace trimmed denim skirts and the like. 

Oh and if you're old enough, you no doubt remember the black pants phenomenon. If you lived in New York or were of age anywhere in the 90s (the earlier part), you no doubt had several pairs of black pants that were for "going out" when paired with a cute "top". My favorites were by a brand called Parallel and were flat front and straight and slightly cropped. On top I'd rock a silky button down and a faux fur. I'd keep the pants and the faux fur now- not so sure about said silky top, or at least the Gucci Fall '95 version that I was endlessly trying to emulate. Let's not even talk about the hairdos. That's for another time.

Was just a fun little exercise to think about what I wore back in the day. I'm wondering what your look was when you were 20 or what you loved to wear in your more youthful years? Looking forward to responses so please write on the comments below or email me at sherimaven@gmail.com if you feel like sharing, or hit me up on Facebook. There were many other looks, ps. But these were top of mind.

Cause that's what's up this looking back to move forward kind of Thursday in the 212. Yours, in fashion icons and the way we wore. XO



Maven pick: A white wash when it comes to Spring footwear

Good morning, Wednesday. It's bloody cold outside. I'm a little bit over it.


So as I'm thinking of Springtime my mind usually goes to dresses, but it also goes to shoes. And I just spotted these white loafer mules on Everlane and they appear to be a must have. I love a white shoe of late (bit of a craze for them this winter) and think these would look great with everything from cropped black pants or jeans to midi dresses to minis. Gotta have 'em. White shoes used to scare the bejeezus out of me (nurse fears), but now I love, love, love them. And love that this is a mule too as I like to be as close to bare feet as possible when it gets warm outside. They feel so fresh to me.

What are you thinking about for your Springtime look? Keep me posted. Would love to know.

Cause that's what's up this dreaming of a white shoe kind of Wednesday in the very unSpringlike 212. Yours, in wishing and hoping. XO




Maven man crush: Gary Clark Jr.'s rock and roll style

Good afternoon, Tuesday. Tonight El Presidente is on the telly and I'm scared I'm going to throw things. Let's just wait and see.

But more importantly, I'm here to tell you I have a man crush. It's not what you think.  Not a "crush crush" but a style crush (ok maybe a little bit of a standard regulation crush too). I think I'm obsessed with Gary Clark Jr. because he's one cool mofo and an amazing musician. Just watched him slay on the Grammys and went down a windy Google path and man- that boy has got STYLE. They don't call him "The Chosen One" for nada. 

I LOVE how he dresses (tons of it is John Varvatos, which in my mind, can either look horribly wrong or horribly right depending on the man). In my mind, this is how a dude should dress. Yea, I know all dudes are not rock stars from Austin, Texas but still. I just adore his look. And not only do I love his look for men, I love his look for me. I always love wearing boyish clothes and I'd love a female version of his looks for me to rock.  Just so good. Everybody needs a style crush. This dude is all mine right about now. Bonus points that he likes a good timepiece- a gold Rolex Daytona to be exact.  Just in case you were wondering. Don't you always look at a dude's watch and shoes? I do. 

Cause that's what's up this rock and roll forever kind of Tuesday in the very unTexan 212. Yours, in boys and girls and all that good stuff. XO


Maven takes a trip: My take on New Orleans and why it's one of my favorite comeback kids

Good morning, Monday. Back at it.

So this past weekend I was in New Orleans and had a wonderful time. If there is a city in these here united states that embodies poetry, it is the one where saints go marching in. The city has a rhythm and cadence and overall vibe that is lyrical in every sense. I love spending time there- my uncle lived in the French Quarter his entire adult life and my in laws are spending most of the winter there, so let's just say it's in my genes and my husband's genes to love this town.  This town has more soul in it's pinky finger than most places anywhere. Hard not to get swept up in it.

Truth be told- this is a town for people who like to imbibe and indulge. That's one of the many things I love about it. That and it's leafy, sleepy trees, it's beautiful avenues with grand names like Esplanade and Rampart. The Frenchness of it all. The endlessly lovely shopping of Magazine Street in the Garden District. The music on every corner. The bars on every corner. The drawl. The food. THE FOOD.  I could go on but you get the picture. It's a dreamy, special place that feels bygone and modern all at once. And it's a city that went through absolute hell and came back again with class, grace, and respect. I love a comeback kid. That's just me. Oh and for those of you think New Orleans is all about skeezy Bourbon Street, WRONG. The city has so much more to offer and it's all fabulous and elegant. 

New Orleans is a city where one goes HARD but takes it real slow. They don't call it the Big Easy for nothin'. Here are some of my fav things from my recent trip:

For shop ops- definitely check out Pilot and Powell in the Garden District (lots of lovely shops around here too as well as a Pure Barre studio). It's high end for sure and you'll find favs from Rachel Comey, Proenza Schouler, as well as lovely accessories. The gals there are delightful and chic and super friendly.

For getting your drink on- Um. Anywhere. Truly. There are more bars than you can ever get to, but my fav still remains the Sazerac Bar at the Roosevelt- did not get there this time but tops on my list since the Saz was invented there. And though I didn't love my stay at the Ace (more on that later), I did fall head over heels for the Creole Apothecary drink they mixed there. At the excellent Josephine Estelle restaurant bar in the hotel, I'll be dreaming of this crushed ice cocktail for days to come- here's some info on it from Flood Magazine.  Incidentally Peychaud's bitters and soda is the very best drink when you are hungover or nauseous. Just a pro tip for you.

“This is an ode to Antoine Amédée Peychaud, an apothecary in New Orleans who created his famous bitters in the 1800s. Peychaud’s Bitters are the only bitters used to make the city’s signature cocktail, the Sazerac.”

1 oz. rye whiskey
1 oz. Peychaud’s Aperitivo
¾ oz. lemon juice
½ oz. ginger syrup

For strapping on the feed bag- Oh gawd. There is food for days in this town and all of it is amazing. Eating in New Orleans is a sheer delight- used to be you could only eat heavy creole food here but not the case now- tons and tons of options from the excellent St. Roch Market (one in Miami too), a food hall that's not to be missed for some of the best oysters of my life to my new fav Turkey and the Wolf for a collard green melt sandwich situation that is fairly life changing. I promise. Go get it. Here's the recipe.  Oh and Zapp's chips. Yum. And yum again.

For getting your dance on- Oh baby, there is music everywhere in this town. Not to be missed are all the awesome street musicians playing on Royal Street in the quarter, but if you can, check out a show at the infamous Tipitina's- I caught the Rebirth Brass Brand there and was nervous about getting blasted by sound (all horns yikes), but the acoustics were so fantastic and the band was so pro, it was a fantastic, sweaty, fun experience. Loved. 

For getting your art on- Endless opportunities- do a stroll along Royal Street in the Quarter and check out all the amazing galleries. Red Truck is a favorite for folk inspired pieces, but my big discovery this trip was the 818 Gallery- a fantastic gallery tucked away on a second floor on Royal that shares space with a vintage boutique. Jose Fernandes (his pic at top of this post) is an excellent photographer with some of the best photos of New Orleans I've seen- he's also got some fantastic images from Marrakech and I love his eye. We got to talking and he used to be a fashion photographer so no doubt he knows how to tell a story. I still may order a few prints when I figure out where to put them. Highly recommend going to see his work. So gorgeous in person. Amazing quality to his pictures. 

So many more wonderful things to do in New Orleans- going to write you up a post about the endless vintage opportunities- tons of great vintage spotted by yours truly and I'll share later this week. 

Now it's back to work, though my heart is still down south. What a rich experience- if you haven't been, you have to go. Oh and about the Ace. Hmm. I know people love this hotel and it's fabulous for a work trip/photo shoot/business meeting. But it's so DAMN DARK and masculine, it just fell short for me. Why don't hotel designers understand women wear makeup? Could not even see to put it on.  It's not my vibe really and New Orleans is so unique and special- they tried to capture its essence but somehow missed the mark. I know I know- it's the "new" New Orleans which I was quite psyched to see. Problem is, I'm too in love with the old New Orleans and that's that.

The beds are super comfy and the staff is nice enough- I dunno- just did not feel on brand for this town and that's the truth. Good shopping there though with the wonderful Freda from Marfa stocked with all your Ace & JIg favs as well as Defend New Orleans, a great local designer/lifestyle guru whose wares are uniquely Nola. And Friend is an excellent men's shop that will bring all the boys to the yard. Great looks for the dudes here.

So it's Monday and I'm back in my city but need to start looking for an Air BnB for my next trip to New Orleans. Much more to see, eat, and drink there and I'm not nearly done. Cause that's what's up this Cajun flavored Monday in the Northeast. Yours, in mardi gras beads and oysters on the half. XO



Loving on Isabel Marant this Frenchy Friday

Good morning and TGIF.

It's been a long week but I was happy to have dinner with an old pal last night and we laughed and drank and had pretty much the best time. It's feeling very important to come out of hibernation and get social again- if I haven't seen you in a while, have at it. Let's hang.

So y'all know how much I love a good menswear moment, and nobody's doing it better for Spring than Isabel Marant. I swear there's something about her clothes that makes you feel inevitably and primordially cool and c'est tout. Love her still. Most likely always will. And her clothes fit surprisingly well, even if you're not built like a little French boy.

Thought I'd show you a few looks I'm coveting, so you can see there's a way to do masculine suiting in a way that is so very feminine and sexy. J'adore, et tu?

 Cause that's what's up this French femme kind of Vendredi in le New York City. Yours, in happy Fridays and boyish great looks. XO

Maven's state of the union

Good morning, Thursday. Welp my career as a blogger is totes tanking. Ha. I've been so bad about posting here but that's cause I'm writing every day for work and somehow, this blog suffers. I apologize. I hope to get better at regular posting but since I've been in hardcore hibernation mode, not much to report. It's too cold to be inspired. We got the memo, Winter. We got it. 

So let's see, what's new? Oh. I'm going to New Orleans next week for some hang time with David's dad and his wife and I'm really excited. Some of you know my uncle lived there his entire adult life and for some reason, that city has a real appeal. I feel like New Orleans is a bit like Good and Plenty- a very sweet place but super polarizing. I think I like polarizing places, actually. Jamaica. Glasgow. Detroit. A million other places most likely.  It's hard for me to imagine why people hate New Orleans- I think they consider Bourbon Street the "thing" to do there and there is simply so much more. The city is bursting with vibrancy, weirdos, amazing food, and best of all- music. Everywhere. Of every sort. I can't wait and plan to see something live every night. If anyone's been there lately and has some recommends, I'm wide open.

We'll be staying at the new Ace and can't WAIT to check it out. 

What else? I'm still happy I'm writing every day for work, but occasionally I miss a big, juicy shoot. I console myself with the fact that they are few and far between but the perfect mix for me would be a combo of big production and the written word.  And lately I've been missing my old comrades in the ad world- need to reconnect with the amazing people I worked with and have a drink or two. I'm missing the camaraderie of that world but have my feet deeply planted in this one. Although I've always been a bit of the grass is greener type of chick. I'm working on that.  Well, kind of. It's deeply ingrained. Meditating helps. Must. Be. Present.

I also wanted to put it out there again (a bit of a broken record I know) that I'm available for all your personal styling needs so let's go shopping. I've been in cool down mode when it comes to my own personal consumption, but would love to get my shop on for you. Just let me know.

So what have we learned? I'm headed South next week. I miss you. You know who you are. Let's have a drink.  After I dress you up in my love. That's about all. Just wanted to catch you up. Oh, and buy this Tatcha  tinted lip oil in Geisha. It's a gorgeous bit of tint and really works wonder on Winter lips. You're welcome.

Cause that's what's up this playing catch up kind of Thursday in the 212. Yours, in taking care of business. And pleasure. XO


On going back to basics when the going gets tough

Good afternoon, Thursday. I'm feeling like a whirling dervish on ten peyote buttons right now. I swear. I feel like I can't stop or catch my breath and the city is gloomy and the trains are a disaster and everyone needs something and all I want to do is the following:

ABSOLUTELY NOTHING

Just STOP for a moment and take in the moment, the day, the year. I don't know. Take in anything at all. I think many of you may be feeling the same way and sometimes you just need to strip it down and reset. Back to basics and such.

That's why I'm feeling fairly vexed at the moment when it comes to what to wear. Because even a girl with a closet full of clothes can feel overwhelmed and moreover, hate everything she owns. It's been snowing. It's been cold. Now it's warmish. And about to rain. I can't get it right. 

So for me, the appeal of the classics takes hold and I want to wear something somewhat ordinary but chic and keep it real basic.

Because of that, I present the humble, oversized white men's button down. Is there a better look? Fresher? Cooler? Put together but perfectly undone? That's my goal. And look I would point you to some white shirts but they are just about everywhere. For me, I like men's shirts from Brooks Brothers and J.Crew because it makes me feel a little sexy to wear a man's shirt with something pretty underneath but that's just me. Some of you may prefer something more fitted and that's just fine- but I like mine oversized and maybe slightly rumpled and soft. That's my jam.

So truly in these times of great stress and cuckoo vibes, erbody needs to take it down a notch. Loosen up by buttoning up. I know what I'm wearing tomorrow so thank goodness for that.

Cause that's what's up this warm/rainy/weird day when all I want to do is hard chill in my white button down. Why is that so bloody hard? Yours, in classic looks and resetting the agenda. XO

Golden Globes recap, albeit atypical

Good morning, Monday. Phew. Ice storm's a comin' tonight. Fun times. Hibernating yet again. 

So last night's awards show was absolutely, at the very least, completely unprecedented.  As someone who has often commented on the red carpet (for my own amusement but somehow people like it), I felt weird. If 2017 was the year of #metoo, was objectifying women and talking about what they were wearing ok? Mixed feelings on that one. I did notice that it was not at all about "who are you wearing" but more about "what do you have to say" and that is A Ok with me.

To be honest, if the message was to be serious, I'm not sure the wearing black thing was quite right. To me, it looked like any New York gala, as more often than not, we New York chicks are generally in all black. Every day. Like, seriously. There's nothing chicer than black in my mind (except for deep midnight blue in some cases). So everyone looked pretty fantastic, except for Giuliana Rancic whose horse mane needed to be put out to pasture. She's kind of the worst. Not kind of. Is. 

I loved Claire Foy's Stella McCartney look in particular, and thought Halle Berry was an absolute beyond knockout as was Alicia Vikander. But everyone looked stunning, which is not hard in an expensive, perfectly tailored black dress.  Also loved Jessica Biel- gorgeous skin and dress, and not a bad looking date. 

But back to the show. First of all and last of all, Oprah Winfrey, who was honored last night and bought the house down. I have never made a secret of how I worship at her altar and always have. To me, she is the quintessential American success story, and a woman of color to boot. She is 100% self made. Not many people can say that and she did not count on her looks or her connections to get anywhere- she got where she is because she is an inspiration. Her speech really moved me and I can't wait to see what she does next. Step in the ring, Oprah. 2020 may very well have your name on it. 

For me, I think there should have been a female host, because Seth Myers struggled as any host would in such crazy times. 

I must admit, as a lifelong cynic, I was worried the whole show was going to be too Hollywood. Case in point- Meryl. I now really dislike her. On the red (black) carpet, she seemed so full of herself, and all I could think was- no way you did not know about Harvey. And that's that. In an industry that seethes and teems gossip, it would be difficult not to know. And that's where I kept falling down last night- how did they not all know? It's terrific they are saying "time's up" but is that only because a news story broke? Do we have to wait until everything explodes to clean up the bodies? The industry should have done more sooner, but I can only hope it corrects itself now. There's no other choice.

And though I wanted to hate on all the couture as protest, I couldn't. Because I appreciated what many of the women had to say- including Reese Witherspoon, Nicole Kidman, and a fabulously bare faced Frances idontgiveonesinglefuck McDormand. Love her. And also loved Natalie Portman slipping in a jab about no female directors being nominated. Well done. 

I'd like to sit and dissect the fashion, but that's not what last night was about. Everybody looked gorgeous, and everybody stayed on message. And really, I think this is a step in the absolute right direction.

Oh, and also major thumbs up for all the pixie cuts- Michelle Williams, gorgeous Zoe Saldana, Kate Hudson (hated her dress- felt inappropriate but loved the hair). In an era where we have so much to do, no nonsense hair is a very sound idea. PS- I'm inspired by Michelle Williams and very much want to go platinum. Do I dare?

Oh, oh- one more thing. That L'Oreal commercial was cray cray. Poor Winona. I felt it was so off brand for her in the worst possible way. Just show her being real. That's what 2018 should be all about. Sure you can have gorgeous hair and expensive gowns, but if you're full of it, leave the stage. Time to get real. That's what I'm after.

Cause that's what's up this post Globes kind of Monday in the 212. Yours, in getting real and taking care of business. Be like Oprah. Remind me again who runs the world? ;) XO