tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:/posts the world according to sherimaven 2021-01-11T17:59:28Z Sheri Rosenberg tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1638645 2021-01-11T15:20:42Z 2021-01-11T17:59:28Z Bird Brooklyn is closing and its the end of an era

Good morning, Monday. The weariness. It's a lot. I'm so hoping we can get back to sanity soonish. It's tough out there for a human. I'm so grateful to have what I have but jeez- what a crazy world we live in, not to mention a crazy country.

And amidst this backdrop of chaos and mayhem and COVID came the news that Brooklyn retail icon Bird was closing. For those unfamiliar, Bird and its owner, Jen Mankins was instrumental in creating the whole "Brooklyn look" that became not only a local phenomenon, but an export around the country, and arguably, the world. 

I have always thought about what my mom would think when walking around my Cobble HIll/Carroll Gardens neighborhood.  As a woman who has always been stylish, I'm not sure she would understand the BK vibe. Here women look like hippies, commune members, or some version of sculptress. The BK look is epitomized by the following items, and Bird sold them all:

A clog or clog boot (No. 6 is preferred)

A generously cut sackish dress (brands like Rachel Comey, Black Crane, and Suno made this famous)

Chunky knits of all kinds (Lauren Manoogian comes tor mind)

Carpenter pants and wool socks (Jesse Kamm is the icon here when it comes to pants)

My mother would probably think these women look vaguely unkempt. Not put together. Disheveled. But that's part of the look. Because though the women in this neighborhood skip heavy makeup and wear their tresses in top knots, their skincare game is on point (Bader products, Vintners Daughter, all bought at local beauty icon Shen Beauty) and their highlights probably cost more than a monthly car payment.

I remember when I first moved back to Brooklyn in 2011, I loved the vibe and embraced it wholeheartedly, even though dressing in this laissez-faire manner doesn't come cheap. Though I am not a mom (which makes me an anomaly in this neighborhood), I did fall in love with the aesthetic, and though I never really went full Brooklyn look, I incorporated parts of the aesthetic into my everyday attire. For me, the whole look can make me look like I live in the shtetl, so I tend to glam it up slightly.

Shtetls aside, I spent a lot of my hard-earned money at Bird. There was my Black Crane phase. Flannel flavored jumpsuits. Voluminous poet dresses. Elastic waist pants I wore on every flight I took for a long time. Or the Isabel Marant and Ulla Johnson tunics and dresses I'd rock all summer long in an homage to my boho comeuppance.

Then a favorite item of mine- a Rachel Comey faux fur leopard coat. Only one left in my size the day after Christmas and massively on sale (thank goodness). I live for this coat still and always am so excited to wear it. And I also loved when they did their own dress line under the Bird name- I bought an adorable printed mini dress with a mock neck and short sleeves that is simply the cutest dress of all time. Or the way I'd drool over all the Dries Van Noten pieces I craved and sometimes dreamt about.

When I read the news on Instagram this weekend about the store closing, I felt so sad. A real bonafide part of Brooklyn was leaving, and could not survive the current climate or inevitable fallout from the pandemic. I do think the legacy of Bird (they had four stores in Brooklyn at one time) will live on. But I'll miss shopping there and so will many stylish women in the neighborhood. This store was not for everyone- the clothes could be tricky to wear, not to mention expensive. But I love the risks they took to bring a new aesthetic to the city and the world. And most importantly, a feminist approach to dress that showed us all that feeling sexy was more than just showing some skin. Feeling sexy in your clothes was all about confidence and a cool cut or silhouette. I give Jen Mankins so much credit for redefining how we all want to dress, and making Brooklyn style cool. She was instrumental in that and the clog booted hoards in my 'hood will surely be mourning this loss. It's true there is not a default Brooklyn look, but Bird created an archetype that became an icon.

And that's what's up this Brooklyn forever kind of Monday in the 718. RIP to an icon. You will be missed. XO








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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1632826 2020-12-29T15:10:19Z 2020-12-29T15:48:37Z My take on the year that was

Good Monday morning, my friends. It's been a minute since I've written. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday, albeit a weird one. As someone who has lived 50 years on this planet, it's true that certain years are better than others. This one was not great and I'm really looking forward to a fresh start in 2021. 

A few housekeeping notes as the year ends...

I'm committing to exploring some new ventures next year. I've been writing steadily for a while now and I'm ready to stretch and flex a bit. If I'm using my intuition, it's going to be something clothing related- a design, a pop-up, something of that sort.  I'm ready for a new challenge and most of all, I'm ready to do something that feels 100 percent like me. Because 2021is all about being true to myself, and only doing things that feel aligned with my point-of-view, desires, and DNA. 

I know we've all had a ton of time to think about ourselves lately. Being a shut-in is good for that. And for me, I've learned that at this stage in the game, I want to be more discerning about life in general. If this year has taught us anything, it's about what matters most to us. That looks different for each and every one of us. My picture is all about finally embracing my entrepreneurial spirit and going for something one hundred percent myself. I am so grateful for the incredible work I've done in 2020, and cheers to further development of my unique offer in 2021. I feel like everything I've done in my career from trends to production to writing has landed me here.

And speaking of writing, I'm never going to stop doing that. Writing is a part of me, but I have many parts of me that are itching to come alive as well. Let's see where I land but this blog will continue to live as long as I feel like putting it out- I do love sharing with all of you and can't see that stopping any time soon. I realize the frequency is not ideal, but I like this blog to be a non-stressful place for me to connect. It's not necessarily meant to be a daily "job". But I'll keep going as long as you want to keep reading. And if there's anything you'd like me to cover, do let me know.

Next, I miss you. All of you. I realize how important the relationships in my life are- and how much I am looking forward to in-person connections when this horrible plague is in the rearview mirror. I miss dinners. Drinks. Dinner and drinks. Connecting in hallways, stairways, and just about anywhere. I'm sure you all feel the same way. It's true I absolutely am a homebody and need my space, but man- I can't wait to kick my social life and family time back into regular gear. It's enough already. This is all a revelation as I previously considered myself a bit of a misanthrope. Turns out I like people. Weird.

I've also noticed the importance of rituals as we all spend all of our time at home.  Somehow, there's an unpredictability to the mundane that can be anxiety-producing. What will the day bring? What fires need to be put out? What will Cuomo say in his 11 am preso? Because of all the unknowns and instability, I find comfort in certain routines. For instance, I love setting up my home for the day. From opening the curtains to let the sunshine in to turning on the lights in the living room to flipping the switch on the Christmas tree (needed this year), I'm loving how the day comes alive and also how I wind down in the evening. I've also been super diligent with all of my self-care rituals. I'm digging skincare and makeup to help set a course for some version of normalcy. Oh, and my favorite new ritual is my Nespresso machine. The whole experience is top-notch and I'm obsessed with it. That gentle whirring. It's the most.

From a style perspective (no maven post would be complete without one), I've cut my hair short again and am embracing more of a tomboy moment these days. I did succumb to a matching sweatsuit and have not worn it once. I have however switched out my obsession with dresses for jumpsuits. I'm no longer a nap dress kid. I'm all about that pants and jumpsuit life, but I for one am looking forward to embracing a more colorful perspective come Spring. I'm going to invest in some non-black or navy clothing to amp up my mood and go for something bright. Cobalt blue is particularly top of mind, as are hot pinks, purples, and greens.

As for pop culture consumption, I continue to be obsessed with Harry Styles. His appeal to women of a certain age is not lost on me. I just love that guy. Because he's the guy at overnight camp who played guitar and dug Baudelaire and put your stomach in knots but not in a truly hormonal way. There's something very safe about his sexiness, and I like it. On the other side of the sexy spectrum is Miley Cyrus. She's killing it. From gorgeous cover songs to rock and roll style to that blonde mullet. I just love her of late. And of course, I watched a ton of television. All the usual suspects. My fav of the year was probably the bawdy period series "The Great". But I also loved "The Queen's Gambit", the hilarious second season of "Pen 15" and of course, "The Morning Show". I'm sure there are more I'm missing but those stand out for me. Ooh, and of course, "The Crown". Omg. I so love that show. As for "The Undoing"? Meh. I'm scared of Nicole's face, though big kudos for Jen Aniston, whose performance in "The Morning Show" is stellar and she's owning her age in the best of ways. Well played.

And this year was also all about taking long weekend drives. We've schlepped all over the place to escape the city and have so loved getting in the car with the dog to explore all the riches nearby. From going upstate to checking out Greenwich to finding hidden jewels here and there, I am immensely grateful to have a car.  But truth be told, no matter where I go, it's simply New York or nowhere, baby. With so many abandoning ship, I love this city more than I ever have.  Big up to my Carroll Gardens neighborhood for providing a deep source of comfort during this very strange time. Though I did think about spending the summer and beyond at the Jersey Shore, I'm not ready to leave New York and I'm thrilled and honored to contribute to its resurgence. I feel a sense of duty to give back to a city that has given me so very much.

As for food, we've all been cooking a lot more, though the past few months have seen me patronizing local restaurants much more often. In terms of what I've been making, I'd say cauliflower rice is my go-to of all go-tos. It's super easy to create custom dishes with cauli rice as a base, and I've done it with everything from arrabbiata sauce to "fried rice" by adding an egg and some veggies and soy sauce to adding frozen cauliflower rice to my smoothies and using it like ice for a bit of a veggie boost.  I also find myself more drawn to vegetarianism again. And though I gained weight in the first six months of the quarantine, I've now lost it and feeling back in my groove. 

And no post on this year would be complete without mentioning the home gym sitch. I don't have a Peleton and don't plan on getting one as my second bedroom is now my closet and there's no room for it. I have loved the innovation of workout studios around the country and around the world in terms of providing an incredible array of options for any taste and fitness level. I'm still doing Pure Barre, am obsessed with The Salt Drop, and go in and out of Taryn Toomey's The Class (it can be a bit woo woo but it's a great workout). I've also found yoga to be immensely helpful, particularly during the nail-biting days leading up to the election and the days following. I'm grateful to Prema Yoga, my local studio, for bringing online classes to life, as well as Bulldog Yoga out of Villanova, PA for their fun and music-fueled workouts. I also dig Y7's online offer, because I can't handle their in-person classes (hot yoga is not my bag) but love their vibe and choice of songs. 

So that's a wrap on the year that was. It's hard for me to admit I fared so much better than others. With so much suffering and sadness out there, it's hard to not feel that collective sense of tragedy. I'll never forget the feeling I had early on in the pandemic when my next-door neighbors lost their daughter to the virus. Or the fear I felt when my mother got it. Or the freezer trucks parked outside of my neighborhood funeral home. Or the sickness in my stomach over George Floyd and so many senseless killings. This was one fucked up year, and it will take time to heal from all of this darkness and fear.  I just wanted to give my take on how I handled life during COVID and how I am so looking forward to turning the page on the pandemic. Look for me at the disco, darlings. I'll be there in a silky, jewel-toned something or other. And if you need a bit of a pick-me-up may I suggest a Soul Train line dance rabbit hole courtesy of YouTube? Delicious.

And that's what's up these last few days of a crazy, paper-thin fragile kind of year kind of Tuesday in my beloved Brooklyn. Happy new year and let's hope for health, happiness, and some version of normalcy. Yours, in home is where the heart (and apparently everything else) is. Bye, Felicia. XO









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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1623701 2020-12-02T17:57:56Z 2020-12-02T17:58:58Z The Shoptimist Returns: The Brooklyn Small Gift Gift Guide

Good afternoon, Wednesday. Well I have to say it- I’ve succumbed to the Coronacoaster and have been feeling more ups and downs than the elevator at Saks. I tend to be a bit of a late bloomer when it comes to catching up to the masses, but the holiday season at-home vibe hit me hard. I’m missing holiday cocktails and holiday attire and a general sense of holly jollies. I’m well aware I’m luckier than most, but ya- tough times, strange days. All of it. I find listening to Drake helps with a few extra dog snuggles, but that's just me.

 So this morning I saw on NY1 this awesome website built to help Brooklyn businesses. It’s called Shop Brooklyn not Bezos and I just love it. I’m not going to pretend I don’t shop on Amazon, but I am a huge fan of shopping local, particularly when it comes to thoughtful, unique gifts. So I thought I’d do my very own take on BNB and share with you some of my favorite spots in my neighborhood for self-gifting and for everyone on your list. I've focused on small but special gifts here. Because to me, this season is all about little presents with purpose.  My neighborhood of Carroll Gardens/Cobble Hill has some amazing little shops well worth your support, as does every neighborhood in this blessed borough. So here goes my gift guide- all of these shops are within walking distance to my house. I'm a lucky girl.

For beauty lovers, Shen Beauty on Court is clean product paradise. The staff are amazingly knowledgable and fun and the items offered are some of the best you can buy. I’ve become a devotee and their new location further up on Court Street is beyond gorgeous. One of my fav brands I discovered while shopping there is Haoma. I love the packaging and the oil-based cleanser takes self-care to a luxe and melty new place. This face oil is gorgeous and layers beautifully with all of your skincare for a bit of a bright, holiday glow.

 Down the block from me is a fab new store called Rue St. Paul. I love their rental model but also love their bits of sparkle. Isn’t this a lovely little necklace?

If you’re looking to pick up something for your man while you self-gift, I love Haus of Hanz. They have wonderful stuff for the boys (and girls) and I’m a big fan of this extra-soft flannel shirt, and he will be too. I should know, because I bought it for David. Plus, they are the nicest people and always send you a lovely email to thank you for your business. Classy.

If you want to give your tree a modern touch, check out Wanderlustre. They have fabulous stuff for the home overall and I just love this Good Witch ornament. We all need a bit of positive hocus pocus right now.

And how much fun are these mother of pearl stash boxes with a checkered Vans vibe? And this faux fur throw, though. Spendy but great for a high-end gift. PS well aware this is not a small gift but gah. I love it.

Oh and if you have a Gen Xer on your gift list, check out Woods and Grove, a store close to home I find myself enjoying all the time. I’m obsessed with these super fun, pop cultural plates. This Kurt Cobain one feels on point.

Further along on Atlantic Avenue are some fabulous shops. M. Patmos has the most beautiful knit wear and elevated basics, not to mention those socks I posted a few posts back. If you’re on the market for chic stocking stuffers, this is your spot. I’m in love with this vintage Indian silk scarf for a pink pop of boho to go with all your at-home attire.

You all know by now how much I LOVE Meg, a local Brooklyn brand that has been a go-to of mine for years. If you have an activist in your life, get her this great feminist hat in hot pink (yea I love pink). It’s so good.

 We are all feeling the homebody vibe, and if you want to go for something unique and special, The Primary Essentials has you covered. They have incredible things for the home and I’m loving these rather unique candles that would make a very cool and Insta-worthy tablescape.

If you or a friend or loved one is a vintage vixen, Consignment Brooklyn is a one stop shop for all of your fashion fixes of the vintage persuasion. Owner Eva Gentry has the best eye, and I love these vintage eyeglasses. Giving me major Jena Lyons vibes and I’m crazy about them.

 So there you have it- come to my neighborhood for a walkabout and I’ll show you all the hot spots, socially distanced of course. Or shop online.  We can still make the holidays glorious by supporting small business and helping everyone stay on their feet. Cause that’s what’s up this give a little and get a lot kind of Wednesday in the 718. I truly believe supporting small business is crucial right now. Yours, in small gifts for all, with love from Brooklyn. XO

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1621377 2020-11-26T13:49:14Z 2020-11-30T19:19:38Z Thoughts on Thanksgiving: Gratitude with a side of kvetching and future gazing

Good morning and Happy Thanksgiving to my friends, family, and everyone I know. And don't know. All of y'all.

Thanksgiving has always been one of my very favorite holidays. From the fall colors to the crisp air to the Macy's Parade to the fantastic meal and togetherness with family and friends. Not to mention it's the traditional kick-off to the holiday season. I am a big fan of the holidays and feel grateful that I've had nothing but a wonderful time for the past few holiday seasons. But here we are now. And yea. Hmm.

Though I am tremendously grateful for my work and my family and friends, I'm missing stuff. 

I admit at the beginning of the quar. I was thrilled to WFH, be at home, eat at home. All of it. I was relieved not to have to run around to and fro. From the gym to the office to the dinner plans to falling into bed and feeling completely tapped out. But now I feel that way from the lack of much to do at all. I even started missing commuting a bit. It was that time in the morning where I'd put on my music and look at people and places and watch the city wake up. As a creative person, I'm getting somewhat panicked about the lack of inspiration. I'm like a baby. I need constant stimulation. A baby and a New Yorker. That's why I live here- for the constant air of surprise, delight, and sometimes disgust. I need that range in my day. Now I may have all of those things. But it's because I watch too much CNN while I'm working. It's just not the same.

Yesterday I was chatting with someone about what's next. What will people want to wear after months and months of matching sweatsuits? Will we ever stop wearing ugly shoes? Will I ever need a blazer again? Or a dress? I'm starting to dress like a bro and I can't stop. I mean my last blog post was about socks. Send help.

But back to what's ahead. 

As I watched Biden introduce his cabinet, I felt an unusual sense of calm. Like, yea. We're in a crazy pandemic, but things may just be ok soon. Because we are going to have some normal people around. That look normal. And talk good. And care about public service.There's relief in that, and I know I'm not alone.

And when this plague is over, will we all take to the streets and rejoice? Will disco make a comeback along with silky, lame silhouettes and high heeled sandals? Will I embrace my inner Bianca Jagger, or will I continue to dress like Rocky? Or perhaps I'll combine the two. My navy separates from the Uniqlo  men's department with a high heeled sandal? It's not clear.

But my money is on makeup, glamour, and fa-shun, honey.

Because next year at this time, there will be another Thanksgiving. And I'm hoping we are all going to celebrate with our families and loved ones the way it's meant to be. And there will be parties for Christmas, and yes, there will be sparkly moments to celebrate. And there will be a President in the White House who loves dogs. And people. And I'm guessing- the holidays. Today I warmed my spirit with some classic house music. While I was home alone with the dog looking on. I need fun in a BIG WAY. I'm not ok without fun. Who is really? Fetch me a dopamine release. Or is that what online shopping is now?

On that note,  as the sales permeated by feed, I purchased pajamas. Three pairs of pajamas. That's how I roll right now. I don't have my eye on a shoe or a handbag or even a dress. I only wish to buy pajamas. What does that say about these strange days? Also, we got a Nespresso machine. I'm not sure about it. Why is it so whipped? Is that normal? It vexes me and I'm not sure why.

I guess we all just have to make the best of it. Thank God for "The Crown." Thank the Lord for strong coffee and mid-afternoon music breaks and cauliflower rice. Weird I know, but I literally make it with everything. I'm thankful for my bubble of sorts. I'm also grateful for Trump leaving office. It's time. GTFO. I'm also thankful that we left our old apartment to live in this sweet building. What a blessing. And obviously, for my health and the health of my loved ones. Oh and lest you think I'm ridiculous to complain, I know how lucky I am. But I'm Jewish and complaining is my birthright. And if there was ever a time to kvetch...

Because coming to a terms with a rather strange holiday season has me feeling blue. I'm missing all of you and missing my upcoming traditions- no Sandra Bernhard at the holidays, followed by our annual dinner at Indochine. No dinners to celebrate friendships. Some window shopping, most likely but not a ton of bopping about in stores. Besides, I'm shopping small and you should too. It's the right thing to do, and we both know it. SUPPORT SMALL BUSINESS. FULL STOP. Ooh and on that note- another trend I predict for 2021. The little engines that could are going to win. Think people taking care of their communities, digging into their neighborhoods, and supporting mom and pop shops in an effort to heal. A sort of new hyperlocalism/bubble culture while we all continue to feel a bit shy about traveling?

Last year, at this time, I was sitting in my new apartment, surrounded by boxes,  packing for a trip to Jamaica. What a difference a year makes. These days, it's hard enough to just focus on what's immediately in front of you. But I believe we all need something to look forward to and dream, dream, dream. 

But for now, I'll enjoy a few days off. And fantasize about wearing something silky with a bold lip and hitting the town and eventually getting on a plane and traveling again. Hoping your weekend is all about being very present and grateful but also allowing a little room to dream, darlings. We must.

Cause that's what's up this Thanksgiving Thursday in the lovely borough of BK. Yours, in tryptophan and trying to stay positive. Eat the dessert tonight, ps. Live a little. XO


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1615906 2020-11-12T16:18:43Z 2020-11-12T16:18:43Z Maven recommends: Get grounded with a good pair of socks

Good morning, Thursday. Three cups of coffee in and yet, still tired. As a girl naturally prone to darkness, this gloomy weather is intoxicating but also slightly debilitating. I romanticize gloomy days, but I suppose I could use some sunshine. That or more Drake. I'm all about Drake today.

Weather aside, it's almost the holidays. Yea, I know.

I'm thinking gifting may be something we all want to do this year or for many, the economics of gifting may not be in the cards this year. And then there's those of us who are feeling the need for a bit of a self-gift lift. For the self-gifted types or for those looking for gifts for sisters or anyone else, I'm obsessed with these socks. 

Socks and I have a complicated past. I've always fancied a bare foot. It must go with that sunshine vibe I love so much- I like my feet to be uncovered as most socks feel sweaty and gross. But since the quarantino I'm loving all of my slippers (hello Baboosha babies j'adore) and now am also loving on socks. Keeping my feet warm in between Teams calls keeps me grounded. Or something like that.

So when I found these Pata Paca socks in my sock drawer, I fell back in love with them. I purchased them at M.Patmos last year (lovely local brand and shop in the BK) and remembered how great they are. They're Peruvian alpaca and are somehow incredibly warm and comforting but not itchy or hot in any way. I'm currently rocking a red pair (red socks rule) and this season the shibori ones are calling my name. At 30-45 bucks a pop, they're not cheap but man they are cozy as cozy gets.

They're almost like slippers and they take your Birkenstock game to the next level, so get a pair.  I also love the marled/melange vibe of this pair.

You can purchase them on M.Patmos site here. They make a great gift for you or anyone else in need of steady footing. Cause that's what's up this it's almost the holidays kind of Thursday in the 718. Yours, in good tidings and playing footsie. XO

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1611075 2020-11-10T14:14:15Z 2020-11-10T15:05:14Z Tangled up in (navy) blue
Good morning, Tuesday. I have lots to say about the election and I promise I will, but I'm a bit busy of late so here's a post about, yup, you guessed it, fashion.

To me, this election gave us a chance to exhale. Lord knows we needed it. It's been dark dark dark of late and Lord knows I have enough black clothing to channel the infinite sadness.  And though I will wear black until the end of time, lately I've been cozying up to a new love- navy.  Even before we went blue (President wise anyway), I was moving more towards navy than ever before. Pantone's color of the year is classic blue, and though I'm loving blue in every hue, for my personal preferences I'm all about navy. There's something very sophisticated about it, and it's a bit softer on the face than black. Plus I like the way it looks on redheads, but looks good on pretty much everyone.
Navy can feel preppy, it's true. But it's also very Japanese in feel and super modern, and yes, I love to mix it with black. But lately I'm all about something like this sweater set from Something Navy that could be a bit blah in black but feels a bit more put together and French in navy. I'd love to wear it with a metallic shoe.
I also love the very Milanese feel of new aspirational crush brand, Marfa Stance. Their quilted coats are just so chic. And I love this one in navy, it's so fabulous.
 
And of course, a navy jumpsuit makes my list. This classic from Alex Mill get a great moleskin update, and this sweater jumpsuit that's perfect for cozy times indoors.

I also love this navy sweatsuit moment, and don't forget about a great navy bra, I love love love this one from Cuup.
This navy turtleneck from Uniqlo is comfy as could be and looks great with jeans and whatever else. And this gorgeous coat from Emerson Fry is so so beautiful in person. It's timeless and gorgeous.
And of course, a good navy blazer stands the test of time. If you're not into a splurge, this oversized one from the Gap should fit the bill (I love how they styled it with cream). And this one at Shopbop shows how you can make it a bit more rawk and roll.  I of course would keep it from looking like lunch at the Yale Club by wearing it with leather pants and lots of gold necklaces. 

To me, navy feels very modern and makes me want to burn some Japanese incense surrounded by beautiful plants and shibori throws but that's my trip. Rethink your next basic black purchase and switch out for some navy. Also goes beautifully with a bold red lip. 

And as we all continue to work from home and hang out albeit with a bit of a spring in many of our steps, lighten up a little or at least go navy vs. BLACK. It will feel good, I promise. Cause that's what's up this looks like we made it kind of Tuesday in the 718. Yours, in red, white, and navy blue. XO




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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1609085 2020-10-27T13:51:33Z 2020-10-27T13:51:33Z Maven Pick: Bobbi Brown's new venture, Jones Road

Good morning, Tuesday. It's a gloomy one in the ghost town.

So just to put on your radar because it's on mine- Bobbi Brown, who has not been part of her namesake line for several years, is getting back in the beauty game with the launch of Jones Road. According to the site:

"Jones Road was founded by makeup artist Bobbi Brown on the philosophy that the world doesn’t need more beauty products. It needs better beauty products. Clean, strategic, high-grade formulations that work on every skin type and tone—and that are as simple to use as they are to master. Jones Road is a lifetime of beauty knowledge, distilled". 

I love her aesthetic and minimal approach and I just ordered a few products to try (I'll review them for you next week) but thought if you were interested in spicing up your next Zoom call, you might want to perk up with these products. Plus, clean beauty is becoming the norm and all of her products are formulated sans phthalates, sulfates, petrolatum, PEGs, cyclic silicones, EDTA, or BPA. 

I ordered the balm in rose (balms are big in the makeup and skincare world these days) as well as two glosses, the boysenberry and the nude. I've given up on bright lips for me at this stage in the game- just not the look I'm after of late but do like a deeper vibe as long as I can blot it and make it look barely there. I love the models she used too- beautiful and natural and very right now.

I'm curious about the mascara,  but didn't order that because I still have a few I need to get through before I get a new one. Point is- I'm seeing a big trend and push towards a more minimal approach to beauty, and life in general, really. I know many of you out there have given up on makeup for the moment but not this maven. I enjoy the ritual of it too much and I find it gives me a little energy to go about my day. Needless to say, I'm not piling it on, it's all rather spare but still totally there.

Let me know what you think and if you decide to purchase a few things and I'll do the same. Cause that's what up this made up Tuesday in the 718. Yours, in saying little prayers for you, with product love too. XO


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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1604375 2020-10-14T13:39:25Z 2020-10-14T13:39:26Z Maven recommends: 6 robes you'll want to live/work in right now

Good morning, Wednesday. The sun is finally out and I'm out of my two day gloomy weather funk. I'm a girl who needs sunshine, this much I know. Cold temps are fine as long as there's sun.

So we're all working from home and most likely hunkering down for round two of a virus that just won't quit us. It looks like we're going to have an infinite snow day moment this winter, and many of us won't leave the house except for the essentials. I'm not psyched about any of this ps, but this is what life looks like of late and there's no point in fighting it.

So with that, I give you one of my favorite work from home attire when you have a Zoom free day- the robe. Robes always make me think of Marilyn Monroe

There is nothing quite as luxurious and comfortable as padding around one's home in a robe. It's a lovely piece when you get out of the shower, but I also love wearing it with a rock tee and my beloved Splendid leggings when I'm feeling like being undone and effortless.

Here are a few of my favs:

I'm pretty obsessed with my new cloud cotton robe from Parachute.  I got it in this gorgeous mulberry color and it's the perfect robe for those of us who don't like big fluffy numbers. I find them suffocating and far too hot and don't enjoy them for the most part. This robe is super light but warm at the same time. And it looks cool. Love.

My all time favorite robe is the Shangri La from Natori. It's a modal blend and is ridiculously soft and delicious. I love the length and it's the absolute perfect robe for hanging at home.  I have bought one every few years since I'm about 30 and I literally live in it. In black of course.

If you're looking for something a little sexy, this robe from Free People is fuego. I love the velvet panther print and the sheer vibe. Good stuff. Meow.
This silk charmeuse number from sleepwear favorite Sleepy Jones is pure fun and though they don't have a ton of sizes left, it's on sale on their site. I am a fan of polka dots as they are great for pick me up moments. Great over all black for a bit of zing.

And I adore this classic silk robe from Lunya. First, it's totally washable. Second, it comes in green. I love green as you know and this sweet number is going on my wish list for the holidays. So beautiful, and incidentally, perfect for the holidays at home in this festive green hue.
And here's a major league splurge alert- this smoking robe from Fleur Du Mal is so darn perfect. All silk with that piping. I'm obsessed. Super timeless and elegant and chic. It's like a YSL Le Smoking in robe form.

So if you're craving a bit of a wrap-up go for a robe. I know I've written on pjs of late but that's where I'm at. Cause that's what's up this comfy/cozy Wednesday in the 718. Yours, in cocooning. XO




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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1602134 2020-10-08T18:27:45Z 2020-10-08T18:37:21Z Maven pick: 90s and early 2000s fashion on the fast track

Good afternoon, Thursday.  Late breaking and hot off my feed- the almighty Zara is releasing an archive collection this Throwback Thursday from the 90s and early aughts and it's a blessing for fashion nerds everywhere. I'm seeing a trend across the fashion universe of archive collections being rereleased- I guess we're all craving a bit of a yesteryear moment? Buy it all here. Those leather pants...omg.

In any event, I want every single piece. Here are some photos from the original campaign, and link to buy here. I die. My love for 90s style will never leave me. I can't quit it, and Zara knows this. Smart cookies.

Cause that's what's up this TBT fashion moment in the 718. Yours, in hit it and quit it and happy shopping. XO

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1601603 2020-10-07T13:09:25Z 2020-10-07T13:59:34Z RIP Eddie Van Halen, Gen X icon and huge part of my youth

Good morning, Wednesday as the world burns.  The weirdness permeates the deepest depths of my mind. I can’t process any of it. And then Eddie Van Halen died.

 For some of you, this will be a mere blip. For others such as myself, this is a huge and very odd loss. If you were ever a fan of Van Halen (and I don’t truly trust you if you weren’t) this one hurts. My fellow Gen X brothers and sisters were raised on a steady diet of Doritos and Van Halen.  And though my first truly dirty thought about a man was about David Lee Roth and his magically thick thighs, Eddie was the best. Boyishly cute and beyond talented.

 A virtuoso. Always with an adorable smirk. A California kid that was a rock star but somehow all American in the best of ways. His guitar playing was next level epic. And though I was more of a new wave chick and then an out and out Deadhead, I fucking loved Van Halen. Because they rocked. So. Hard. Pre-Sammy Hagar, people.  Pre-Hagar. An obvious caveat.

 I said above this is an odd loss because Eddie Van Halen was a dude you thought would live forever.  He had transcendent appeal and for those of a certain age, he is a legend. I have so many memories associated with the music of Van Halen. My ninth-grade teen tour recreated the song “Panama” in honor of the name of our bus and sang it to the same tune. Not surprisingly, “Ninth Grade B” was not a tremendous hit, but we loved it just the same.

 I also remember loving all the incredible videos for songs like “Jump” and “California Girls” and who could forget “Hot for Teacher”? My crush on Diamond Dave was real, and I always loved Eddie’s party vibe. Don’t even get me started on anything from Diver Down, which includes my favorite cover of all time, “Dancin’ in the Street”. It’s so good. That wavy/weird guitar intro is one of my favs. Van Halen is irresistible for those of us who love a steady diet of classic rock.

 Eddie was also married to Valerie Bertinelli for a time, and though you may know her from weight loss commercials, she was very much America’s sweetheart for a time. And they named their kid Wolfgang. Wolfgang Van Halen. Epic.

In any event, you all know I’m in my feelings these days and this didn’t help. Jamie’s cryin’ and I’m cryin’ and RIP Eddie Van Halen. A part of my childhood is gone. Cause that's what's up this running with the devil kind of Wednesday in the 718. For the unindoctrinated, check out this list of Eddie's greatest hits. Yours, in rock and roll forever. XO


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1597375 2020-09-25T14:31:18Z 2020-09-25T14:32:40Z Some somber chic to suit my mood.

Good morning, Friday. I'm still feeling a little funky today but looking so forward to the weekend. Safe and healthy fast for those observing Yom Kippur. For those non-tribe types, Yom Kippur is the most solemn holiday of the entire Jewish calendar. It is a time to forgive, forget, apologize, and reflect, and of course, fast. It's a fairly somber situation, so feels particularly suited to this very strange year.

And speaking of somber, mass retail is feeling a bit maudlin these days as well, and not just because retail needs to be completely reconfigured to meet the needs of the pandemic era. A Facebook friend of mine jokingly posted a pic of some dresses at H&M and asked if we were going back to the 1800s and who would want to wear such funeral-like attire? Um, hi. Have you met me? 

I am loving the gothic, sister-wife vibes of fashion the past few years. I'm aware this look is not for everyone, but brands like Batsheva, Simone Rocha, Cecilia Bahnsen, and the Vampires Wife (and many others) have shown us a world where giant puffed sleeves and modesty have the makings for a great dress. I for one find modesty very sexy, even if I'm well aware that sexiness is very far from the point. I'm also a woman who wears a ton of black and always have. I'm not particularly goth but do dabble a bit in the dark arts from time to time. Who doesn't love a good Gene Loves Jezebel moment? (Stay with me non Gen X types- you may not know from 80s new wave goth vibes but you can still get involved).

With that in mind, here's a few dresses from H&M I'm loving right now. They bring to mind a Sarah Moon photograph, shown at the top of this post and here. I just love the dark vibe (and amazing price) of these frocks. And who's wearing poppy colors right now anyway? Doesn't quite feel right but maybe that's just me.

This all-over lace dress with ruffles is really great in person and a steal at under 50 bucks. 

This lace trimmed dress is a slam dunk and it's under 20 dollars. It's made from recycled polyester and presents as taffeta. I was shocked how great it looks on and how inexpensive it is. I'll wear it with my snakeskin knee high boots or even with a pair of Gazelles. It's so good. Truly.

This a-line girl is so lovely and love the mini length and silhouette.  Great with tights and over the knee suede boots. Oh and it's just shy of 50 dollars so there you have it.

I have seen this trend for a few years now and find it fascinating- maybe we want to dress in clothes that suit the times- maybe just maybe 2021 will have us all craving something altogether brighter and sunnier. But for now, keeping it goth feels right. Cause that's what's up this freaky Friday in the 718. Yours, in going dark and black celebrations. XO


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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1597150 2020-09-24T12:54:08Z 2020-09-24T20:47:27Z Let's get real.

Good morning, Thursday. I've been waking up so early lately to greet the day and just get going. Either that, or I'm just too worried all the time to sleep.

Here's the thing- I've become a later in life optimist for the most part. I certainly wasn't raised that way and it's not particularly present in my DNA. But I've been through a lot and come through a lot and I made the decision to try and live in the light as much as I possibly could. But times like these challenge even the most sunny amongst us, so what to do what to do?

The news is all so distressing and horrible and absolutely relentless with negativity and darkness. I just found out one of my favorite neighborhood haunts is shuttering for good and it triggered me deeply.  It's absolutely true that often you don't know what you've got till it's gone. And I'm going to miss this special little bar called Robert that spun Brit Pop on Thursdays and had that special sauce that made it the perfect neighborhood bar that could easily be at home in any city around the world. I loved it there and will miss it terribly. Argh. 

And though Fall is my favorite time of year, I find myself feeling some dread about winter. I'm not ready. For early darkness and freezing cold. I realize my complaint about a bar closing and weather could be seen as entitled- after all, I'm working thank goodness and I have my health and people and a pet I love and all the things. But the thing about the bar is not as much about me, but about the fact that the person who owns it was not expecting any of this and deserves far better, and the idea that a community gathering spot has vanished is totally sad.

I'm not trying to bring anybody down here- we are all feeling it together and going through it together and it's not just the fact we have such a polarizing president, it's the fact that he is beyond toxic and a complete danger to our democracy (duh). Can you even think of a more important election than this one? Staged during a global pandemic and with implications for women and everyone else for the rest of our time on this planet? It's a wonder any of us are sleeping at all. Not to mention just about everything else coming across my news feed from COVID spikes to Breonna Taylor to oh, just about every damn thing. Just last night, a report of a dumpster fire in Park Slope came up on my Citizen app, and man- could there be a more apt malcontent moment to sum up 2020?

Yesterday I posted on Facebook that I could use a bit of good news. Any good news. I got the best responses. From reports on good doggie behavior to a friend from high school getting a job after being unemployed for a while to cherishing a sunset, it lifted my spirits slightly, and I sensed that sharing good news felt great for them too. What struck me about the news people shared were their simplicity- and how grateful all of us are for any victorious moments we are feeling right now. It truly is all about the little things sometimes. And it's beautiful to find those things that bring joy amidst so much discord.

As for me, I'm coping by overexercising and generally working my butt off. I find myself appreciating evenings more than ever and try to set some boundaries around working after 6ish. I'm currently loving two very different shows about islands- the new Jude Law thriller/scary as f show on HBO called "The Third Day" and the deliciously vapid American version of "Love Island".  Never has winding down felt more important. What else what else? I'm tremendously grateful for all that I've got going on- not a day goes by where I don't count the little things and blessings that are part of my everyday existence. But still, it's a hard time to be a human being, particularly a sensitive, empathic one. I do pray that some balance prevails after all of this manic energy. This too shall pass? Here's hoping.

My next post will most likely be about fashion or some such. I write those not because I'm a superficial woman but because fashion and style and personal expression bring me joy. I hope that my writing sparks a chord with you and brings you joy too. I feel lucky to write and share and so glad so many of you reach out to tell me you appreciate it. Cause that's what's up this trying to see the bright side kind of Thursday in the 718. Yours, in keeping it real. XO





 


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1594920 2020-09-17T12:13:21Z 2020-09-17T12:13:21Z Maven recommends: Homebody style to lift the spirits.


Lately I've been thinking about how to be a better homebody. Not for myself, mind you. I'm great at it. Almost too good. But for many, the whole cocooning/nesting thing is anything but cozy, so I'm here to give you a bit of an assist, particularly in the wardrobe and product departments. 

Although the world is on fire and everything feels politicized, weaponized, and destabilized, I am finding great comfort in my Cancerian tendencies and am grateful for spending time at home (Crabs love to be at home, so they can be sensitive in their own shells). On that accord, here's a few of my favorite things for going big and staying home. Consider them homebody heroes, and because some of them are spendy, think aspiration/inspiration:

A beautiful body oil. I adore a good body oil straight out of the shower.  Nurturing, nourishing, and feels so nice. I'm super chuffed to try this one by Maison Louis Marie in my favorite scent of Number 4 Bois de Balincourt, which is a less expensive take on Santal by Le Labo. Warm and yummy.

A can do jumpsuit. By now you all know I live for a one piece wonder. This Alex Mill jumpsuit is so so cute and love that it's in chilly weather corduroy. So good. I love it in navy.
An oversized luxe cardigan. Now this piece from Naked Cashmere s aspirational but tell me you wouldn't live in this if you could? I adore a sweater that feels more him than her and this one is just perfect with ripped jeans, leather leggings, or whatever you have going on at your casa.
A layering piece. On the other end of the fiscal spectrum, how's about a 9 dollar turtleneck? I adore this one from H&M- tissue soft and great on its own with some joggers or layered with whatever you want.  The leopard print is a no brainer but so are all the other colors/patterns. Put it under a slip dress an pad around the house. Go ahead. I'm not mad at you.

A lovely slipper. I am obsessed with my alpaca Baboosha slippers (those are my feet at the top of this post)created by an old ad world colleague of mine and have written about them before, but here we are again. They're getting better with age and I literally live in them as I shuttle between my living room and bedroom for conference calls.

An easygoing jean. I dream of Jeannie, not the one with the ponytail. The one that's denim and has an oversized fit and goes with everything. That one. I love these from Imogene and Willie out of Nashville so much- pricey but perfect. 

Self-care skincare. You all know I love skincare and my latest favorite thing is an essence. An essence is applied after cleansing and toning and sets your skin up for serums and moisturizers for maximum penetration and a bit of an efficacy boost. I'm currently digging this one from Kiehl's, but also dig this Eve Lom take for a radiance moment.  It may seem like more work, but adding it to your routine has an almost meditative quality and sets up your skincare intentions for success. A little goes a very long way ps so you'll have one bottle for a long while.
Oversized pjs. I know, these are expensive but they are a wow. Silky giant pjs. I want 'em bad.  The sleepy version of David Byrne's suit in "Stop Making Sense". Love. Naturally I love them in black so what else is new?
A sketchbook. Having a sketchbook nearby is good stuff. I love this one because I draw with markers and love the binding for easy pag turning. Heavy duty for all that scribbly goodness. Good for the mind and body and soul.
A new candle. A new season calls for a new candle. I die for this one that is packed with crystals to keep everything calm at home and "ward off evil spirits".  Who doesn't need this? We all do. Fragrance is fab too- Bergamot, Eucalyptus, Lavender, Musk, Patchouli, and Tonka Bean. Good vibes only.

That'll do for now. I hope you are all appreciating your stay at home vibe and keeping your sanity and faith. Strange days are these. Cause that's what's up this homeward bound kind of Thursday in beautiful Brooklyn. Yours, in big Cancerian energy. XO




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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1593155 2020-09-11T13:26:09Z 2020-09-11T13:27:03Z Oh, New York.

Good morning, Friday. Today is that day most New Yorkers and Americans everywhere dread. 19 years. Very hard to believe. I will never, ever forget that day and the gorgeous sunny Fall morning that accompanied it. It's particularly poignant this year as New York is facing yet again a crisis in terms of a sense of uncertainty and mourning lives and livelihoods lost during the pandemic. One thing's for sure, if you're counting New York out, you better get a calculator. We are nowhere near done. Know that.

Last weekend I did a ton of stuff in the city from walking over the Brooklyn Bridge (as a commitment phobe not my favorite) to visiting the newly reopened Whitney and the always magical Met. I dined outside both days and had a sensational lunch uptown with my dear pal Irma that felt like we were enjoying a meal in Paris. I strolled my beloved city for miles and fell back in love all over again. There are endless reasons to love New York City, and despite what our President (who made most of his money here) says about the scary democrat cities, we are resilient, strong, and awaiting what's next with all of our street smarts, grit, and creativity. 

If you read my blog on the regular, you know how I feel about this beautiful city that has given me everything and more. I'm not mad at the people who left, they needed to do what they needed to do. I had moments of wanting to go but only for a few days or a week- there is just something about this city in crisis that makes me want to dig in even harder. I do love a challenge. I can't help it, it's in my nature.

Before New York, I was a young woman out of sorts. My love for fashion and all things cool and forward was not a great fit for me in Philadelphia. I had trouble connecting to people and my last year there was one of the worst of my life. I was at a deadbeat job, crushing on a guy who was emotionally unavailable and far too preppy, and eating microwave baked potatoes for lunch. I was far too full of life to be on that path. So I answered an ad and got a gig in Manhattan. 

I will never, ever forget that feeling of moving here and being here and immediately feeling life begin and unfurl in all its glory. Even though I was working a few jobs and sleeping on a futon in a shared one bedroom, I felt I had made it. And I did. Because all I ever wanted from a very young age was to live in New York City. I've accomplished so much here, and I will for sure know when I'm done with it, though I may never be. It's simply part of my DNA to live here and laugh here and love here. And I take it very seriously.

Today I will take a few moments of solitude and reflect on that horrible day 19 years ago. The city came back then and it will also renew itself now. It's going to take more than a pandemic to have me fleeing for the burbs. I love my city and my beloved borough and that, my friends, is that. Looking forward to.a beautiful weekend in the best city in the whole wide world. Cause that's what's up this salute to the city kind of Friday in old New York. Yours, in never forgetting, because this ain't no ordinary love. XO

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1590362 2020-09-03T16:24:08Z 2020-09-03T16:37:53Z Industrial strength style for "unprecedented" times

Good afternoon- well Labor Day weekend is upon us and I just can't believe the Summer is coming to an end. Needless to say, it was a weird one. But as the days get shorter, I feel a bit of sadness- because even though this was a stressful season, I was loving the warmth and the ocean and wearing easy clothes. I know many out there are still sitting in their gym clothes from this am, but that's not really my thing. I still love clothes and I still very much wear clothes so there.

As for Fall, I've got a bit of the industrial look on my mind.  A new workwear vibe for the new way we work. Hardworking clothes for hardworking women. You feel me?

I adore this look from the Gap and ordered this Mac from their workforce collection. It's so chic and I love how it instantly refreshes pieces we all own- a denim jacket and jeans and some high tops and just like that- instant, effortless appeal.

I also am obsessed with this Bill Cunningham blue. Particularly in this little canvas Chore jacket from Everlane. It's so cute and I love it with everything from pants to a dress to give it a bit of balance and softness.

Then of course my beloved Alex Mill jumpsuits. If you haven't made the jump for a jumpsuit, get one of these. I adore it, and here is their standard version in that great blue. I am also in love with it in pink. 

Next up, an industrial pant. These from Universal Standard are so chic in cotton twill. Love the slim fit, the elastic waist, and the cargo pockets. Fabulous.

Next, a functional shoe. These have that Blundstone vibe I dig but are weather proof for rainy days. Love these and also love the high take on them that have that Hunter vibe but somehow more industrial. I'd wear the heck out of these in the Fall and quick jaunts upstate to leaf peep.

Needless to say, I like the idea of making these feel as tomboy or femme as you want. Keep it simple or add a slick of red lipstick to give the look a bit of lady love.  Also think about incorporating a strand of pearls into looks that feel very masculine. It's a great juxtaposition.

Oh and as for that army jacket look at the top of this post, a military inspired jacket is one of my all time favorite layering pieces. This one from Nordstrom is on sale (only small sizes left) but it's such a great take on the classic.  Madewell has it on their site but it's not on sale.

So there you have it- a few Fall things I'm falling for. What's your vibe with pumpkin spice season around the corner?  I'm all about practical clothes that are altogether cool. Cause that's what's up this hardworking Thursday in the 718. Yours, in industrial revolutions. XO

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1587619 2020-08-27T14:19:53Z 2020-08-27T14:20:14Z The shoptimist returns (my pick me up picks for the week).
Good morning, Thursday. It'a pandemic, revolution, catastrophic weather event kind of week, and not in that order. I don't even know where or how to begin but it's a lot to unpack and process and I'd be lying if I didn't feel deflated. Add in the RNC and well, you've got a recipe for some serious down and outs. The above photo sums it up for me. I'm trying to stay positive but first I need more coffee and some good news of any kind. 

That's why I'm bringing you another edition of the Shoptimist, my picks for some items that may provide a bit of pick me up. They are in no way a substitute for say, justice, sanity, and peace. But they are a fun way to distract yourself for a moment or two. PS- don't get too distracted, because there has never, ever been a more important time to keep your eye on what matters in this crazy world.

But I propose a respite. So here you go:
It's almost Fall. And I'm craving a new pair of kicks to wear with my beloved pleather leggings. I spotted these Diodora (remember them?) high tops and knew they needed to be mine. They are such a great sneaker- streamlined somehow and even though they are white high tops, they're not at all clown like. I adore them. Slightly narrow in the footbed, but extremely street smart and chic.

I'm also loving these Marfa themed pjs. Pajamas are a thing right now for obvious reasons and these pay homage to one of my favorite places and are a super cute way to go from bed to desk. And you can get them monogrammed.

On that note, an oversized cotton button down shirt has a real appeal right now. I love the crisp comfort of it, paired with leggings or shorts or nothing at all. Who cares, nobody can see your legs. It's a good look, and lots of well priced options like this one from H&M.

And since a girl needs to have a little fun, why not try a leopard print bra? I love this one from Cuup- it's chic and sophisticated and gives a nice little pop of party underneath a button down like the one above. It comes in a nice swath of sizes too so bonus points for however you're blessed.

In terms of beauty, I must recommend this well priced argan oil for all of you out there dealing with frizz. I discovered this product in a CVS by the beach this summer, and I'm never going without it again. It's great for taming the tresses and smells nice too.
And this nail color from Essie is giving me life and fits well with that Pantone color I posted last week. It's a pretty hue and sunny enough to lift my spirits. I adore it. And the name. Sunny Business? Come on. So good.

As the work week comes to a close, I'm looking forward to the weekend and regrouping a bit. I hope you are all healthy and safe and sending you lots of love and a small distraction from this thing called life. Don't you miss "precedented" times though?

Cause that's what's up this thick and thin kind of Thursday in the 718. Yours, in peace, love, and shoptimism. XO








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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1586432 2020-08-24T12:57:52Z 2020-08-24T12:57:52Z I miss coming home and other thoughts from week whatever...

Good morning, Monday. Here it is and here we are.

The quarantine has officially gotten weird. As in it's enough already. As someone who has always dreamt of working from home, I'm not mad at that part. But maybe I'm a bit miffed that there is not a meeting out of the home, or a coffee date, or a chance to connect in an office like space once or twice a week. I have an entire sad wardrobe that is ready to be worn again.

But what I miss most about going to the office is not going to the office. It's coming home.

I miss that feeling of earning that beautiful moment when you turn your key in the door and walk into your abode. And exhale after a day of navigating a morning commute, a packed day at the office, and then an evening rush hour ride home. I love my home so much but it's hard to feel the same way about it when you're always in it. I miss that feeling a lot.

Lately I've been venturing out in the evenings for dinner once or twice a week, which I beyond enjoy. The city is starting to feel more alive, and honestly- I have mixed feelings about that. I'm thrilled we have such low infection rates, but I worry. And feel cautiously optimistic as. I see full outdoor restaurants full of lively diners, endless Aperol spritzes, and a new kind of street life I haven't seen in this city, possibly ever. I realize for those of us who are city dwellers, the main thing about living in a big crowded place is how connected we feel. To each other. To a dynamism. To a thriving, pulsing life force. It's what makes city living so amazing and what makes places like the suburbs feel a bit isolating at times. (Not dissing the suburbs calm down).

I'm not sure what any of these feelings are about but the focus of my mind right now is on what it means to be home, come home, and connect with the world in which I live. I'm not dying to go back to working out with a group, but I do find my workouts lately have been feeling a bit meh. I did a yoga class outdoors a few weekends ago in the park and it felt really solid to be with people and practice. As much as I'm Cancerian and need my space, I do love the power of an in person connection. Otherwise, we're all going to become a bunch of shut-ins. Plus winter is coming. Argh. 

I do find it interesting that in this time of so many people having to figure out how to make a living or redefine what matters during this pandemic, the whole notion of "home" takes on a new meaning. What makes you happy? What makes your soul sing? When do you feel most "at home" with yourself and your talents and skills?

I'm curious- how are you all feeling? Are you feeling ready to leave the house and are you missing the connection you get from in-person activities? Or are you still as vigilant as you were and not leaving the house much? Talk to me.

Cause that's what's up this new moon on Maven kind of Monday from beautiful BK. Yours, in coming home. XO

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1584518 2020-08-18T12:17:23Z 2020-08-19T22:00:43Z Maven recommends: A shopping list for optimists

Good morning, Tuesday. Thanks for all the love for my post yesterday. A friend said she could always tell when I write from the heart, and New York is not just in my heart, it is my heart. I guess I'm a bit of a late in life optimist because I truly believe we will get through this as evidenced from a lovely evening I had last night celebrating the birthday of one of my dearest friends. If you are in the city and ready to eat out, I highly recommend Le Crocodile @ Wythe Hotel in Williamsburg. Sensational, covered seating and excellent food and service. 

So while I'm in this optimistic mood, I thought I'd put together a shopping list for optimists. I'll call them shoptimists. Because this round up is for those of us who see the glass as half full, and if you are not one of those types, maybe you could channel the sunny side with some items from the list below. So let's get to it.

I am obsessed with the "VOTE" necklace Michelle Obama wore last night at the DNC. Apparently so did everyone else, because it was trending all over the Twitterverse. It's by this designer here and I just love it. To me, Michelle Obama epitomizes the hope I have as we get to November. Wearing a bit of hope around your neck sure can't hurt. I am dying to own this.

I also received an email from Moscot, a favorite eyewear designer of mine that is prototypically made in New York. They are a true New York brand- quirky and classic all at once. I adore these rose tinted, limited edition shades. From their website: 

"Dedicated to the optimism of New Yorkers and inspired by the charm of the state flower, MOSCOT’s New York Rose Custom Made Tint™ pays tribute to the love affair between the city and its inhabitants. The dusty pink tint is handmade and dip-dyed to capture the patinaed romance of the city while honoring the downtown DNA of The Moscot Family after 105 years in the Lower East Side of Manhattan".Talk about an item for a shoptimist. Yes, please.

Over at Pantone, they've heralded the color of Fall /Winter 20/21 as "almond oil", a buttery shade that exudes a cool, optimistic vibe.  I love this new neutral and it's not only a super flattering shade, but cool, calm, and collected. So good. I love this  cozy, cropped cardigan as spotted on Refinery 29 from & Other Stories. So cute.

I recently did a small project for FOCL, a CBD brand based out west that is phenomenal and smart. I've been a bit of a CBD skeptic as I've never had a positive experience with it (I prefer good old fashioned THC), but their CBD drops are the absolute bomb. Just one dropper and I felt more focused, calm, and ready to face the day with a positive outlook. I highly recommend checking them out. I like the orange cream flavor. The copy on their site says "cool and calm no matter what". Yup. Noted and needed.

And though I've not been drinking a ton of late, I've been prone to a tipple or two of late. As I mentioned, last night I dined at Le Crocodile and it was so fabulous- in addition to the wonderful food (and one of the best shrimp cocktails I've ever had), the frozen aperol spritz was absolutely delightful and immediately put me in a great mood. Sweet, refreshing, and fabulous. Cheers to New York evenings, wonderful friends, and cocktails that take you to a happy place.

I am trying to stay in the light here, folks. I do what I can, and was in the mood to share some positive picks. Cause that's what's up this Mrs. Brightside kind of Tuesday in the 718. Yours, in keeping the faith. XO


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1584268 2020-08-17T14:34:52Z 2020-08-17T17:22:20Z You can't cancel New York.

Good morning, Monday. Nice weekend of seeing friends and catching up. Now let's get on with it. Cause I'm a little fucked off today.

For the haters, nay sayers, cancel culturalists, defectors, deflectors, joy killers, unimaginative, unindoctrinated non-believers, a word.

New York is not over.

You can't cancel New York.

So stop saying New York is over. Dead. Dunzo.

I'm sorry but it's not. And just like the picture says, there are not enough middle fingers for this type of thinking/speculating. Yes, New York may change. We all are changing. New York is not over. Maybe your relationship with it is over. But guess what? When you walk away and decamp to the burbs or a small town or Lord knows where, New York will still be here. And once we dust ourselves off and get the leadership we need (come on 2021), New York is going to be just fine.  Right now, we need the chest thumpers and the card carrying New Yorkers who aggravate everyone else in the country who know that this city is not going to die. Because we won't let it. I will cling to my WNYC mug with pride and continue to worship at the altar of Brian Lehrer, not to mention Pat Kiernan on NY1. Because they're NY as f. Our mayor who eats pizza with a damn fork? Not so much.

Because there are people here who will fight for it as long as they can. This is not just a city.  It is a place where people come to make it. To dream bigger. To break free of the bullshit they faced growing up in towns that were not suitable for their brand of shiny bright. 

We may see a few more rats. There may very well be a rise in crime (already is). But for those who think this city is over, that's absolutely ridiculous. Are we going back to the 70s or the 80s or are we going to move forward and regroup, recreate, and reboot? New York is not a city that goes backwards. It's a city that moves forward. And it will continue to do so.

So to those who say New York is over, I simply say- maybe that's true for you.  But that's not true for the millions of people who don't live here because they have to, we live here because we want to and we love it and we will never, ever stop loving it.  This is not for the ten year folks. This is for the people who have roots here and struggle here and above all, life here. This is for the old Italians in my neighborhood holding down the local coffee spot with their throaty conversations and espressos. This is for everyone still trying to make it here, and giving it a go with all their might. Thank you, restaurants. Thank you, boutiques. Thank you to everyone continuing to keep this city going.

PS I just had a bagel. I don't eat bagels anymore but in honor of my love for this town, I ate one. And guess what? It tasted better than ever. As I sit here in my Brooklyn apartment, there are very few places I'd rather be than right here, right now. 

We need a few things to get through this, friends.

Leadership.
Compassion.
Strength.

We will do this. Let's do it together. I'm not giving up on New York.  If people need to go, let them go. It's all good. But stop cancelling New York City for the love of the Lord. This city will be triumphant for many years to come. Much love from the best city in the world. Call me an optimist or idealist or dreamer. I'm fine with all of those terms. It's because of those descriptors I moved here in the first place. 

Cause that's what's up this giving back to the city that gave me so much kind of Monday in the 212. Yours, in NYFuckingC. XO


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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1581479 2020-08-06T13:53:23Z 2020-08-06T18:07:00Z Throwback Thursday:Belinda Carlisle's perfect quarantine style

Good morning, Thursday. I believe I've reached the angry part of my quarantine program. I am pissed off that we are still so deep in this pandemic, irritated that I feel trapped at home, yet still somehow grateful for all the things i do have to count as blessings.

So my nap dress post was popular. And nap dresses even had a moment in the New Yorker. But since athleisure and nap dresses have both gotten so much play, wtf else will we want to wear come Fall and by we I mean me?

Bet you didn't see this one coming. Because I want to be like Belinda. As in Carlisle.

The other night I watched a fab Showtime documentary on The Go Gos, the ultimate Calfornia girl band that sealed our lips and made us all want vacations. Turns out these girls were not quite the pure sunny ladies they appeared to me- a more typical rock star story was revealed-sex, drugs, you know the drill. These girls started out on the punk scene and then progressed to pop stars. And of course, at their helm with that perfect pop pitch was Belinda Carlisle. The girl of my fashion dreams.

In 1986, Carlisle went solo and made a video for a song called "Mad About You" that was hugely influential on my fashion choices in life. Though I could never be a button nosed, blond bobbed California girl, I could channel that effortless sex appeal in my own way, and as I rewatched the video this week, I realized this- Belinda's style in this video is the epitome of everything I want from my quarantine chic.

The video's premise is all about Belinda and her beautiful sunny sexiness, sashaying around Southern California being madly in love. Andy Taylor of Duran Duran even made an appearance. But other than the cameos and catchy lyrics, this video is so stylish and feels oh so very right now somehow.

See it for yourself here, and know why I am listing the following pieces as perfectly compliant for quarantine.  Here we go:

A black oversized turtleneck. In the video, Belinda's iconic dance around the beach is all about that outsized black mock turtleneck and the hoop earrings (more on that later). Was she wearing pants? Who knows and who cares. We don't need no damn pants in quarantine. To update the look, I love this version from Cuyana. Supa chic.

A bralette. Ok yea. I know. I'm 50 and maybe I'm not having a coquettish pillow moment wearing a bra top. But maybe I am. Who cares. Nobody can see me. In the video, Belinda rocks a bra top with a shrunken cardi and trousers, all black. I love this Norma Kamali bralette, and with indie brands like Negative, Pansy, and Cuup making bras you want to show off, there are no shortage of good bralettes on the scene. 

A shrunken cardi. A shrunken cardi appearing in a video in 1986 is pretty ahead of its time because for me, a shrunken sweater was very 90s, and believe me, I wore the hell out of them. Get something simple like this one from Saks or go more prim and preppy with this one from Kate Spade. 

A cashmere v neck boyfriend sweater. Just so ya know. Everything is black here. That's the brief. I love a good boyfriend sweater and this one from J.Crew is just right. Incidentally, an oversized black cashmere cardigan works too. Very very well. Here's one.

Black trousers. Yea yea ok. Pants are sometimes necessary. Belinda wore her bralette and cardi with some pleated, easy cropped pants. I love this look. And there are no better pants in my mind that from Noir Kei Ninomiya or Comme des Garcons. I splurge on a pair every year. They are perfection. The Japanese are the best when it comes to menswear inspired looks for ladies. I realize we're not going anywhere. But you may. And sometimes, you just want to wear the pants. So wear 'em. And if Japanese design is too high of mind (and pocketbook), how cool are these from COS?

An everyday LBD. You know what's great about most of the stuff I've listed in this post? You most likely have something like any of the above in your closet already. Basics are so on brief right now. And there's no way you don't have a little black dress in your closet. And maybe you'll go to a socially distanced something or other and will want something classic. So do like Belinda who ran through the streets of LA in a sleeveless and retro inspired LBD. That look is not super hot right now so a little hard to find something like it, but I know you have a sleeveless black dress in your closet. I have several. If you're feeling vintage, I love this one on Etsy. Very Audrey H. For a more modern take, how about going for something silky and lingerie like? This one from Modern Citizen is (racerback) bra friendly and would like just swell with the shrunken or oversized cardigan above. What a good look. I also like this one from Aritizia. Sexy.

A party dress. This is not a black dress. This is a festive dress because maybe you're gonna do date night at home and want to dress for it. I've heard crazier things in my life. I'd go with.a vintage wiggle dress like this one. Or this shape is so Belinda. Lovely. What's wrong with all dressed up and nowhere to go? Not a damn thing.

As far as accessories, big silver hoops create the look in the video. I love these from Jennifer Fisher or these from Blue Nile.

And of course, the Ray Ban Clubmaster is just everything. To update, I love the oversized version. So good with a bob and some lipstick.

Also- that makeup and hair- I'm mad about it. In the best of ways. How gorgeous and still so perfect right now? Stunning. Lately I've been doing makeup in the morning because somehow, it gives me hope. I know that's weird but that's my trip right now. I could only aspire to this vintage visage. Insanely beautiful and timeless.

So what have we learned? It's all black basics with a hint of party and classic cuts. So be like Belinda and go for effortless, easy pieces that are sexy, smart, and understated.  I may just say see ya to the nap dress and adios to athleisure. It's all about going back to basics for Fall. Way back to basics, that is. Cause that's what's up this mad about you kind of throwback Thursday in the 718.  Now go shop your closet and see how you can economize for Fall, or alternatively, invest in classic pieces that will last a lifetime. Yours, in go go going. XO

 



 

 



 


 

 


 

 

 

 

 



 

 

 

 

 

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1579398 2020-07-31T13:13:54Z 2020-08-03T15:31:06Z The many moods of maven: The topsy turvy quarantini edition


Slight update to the below post: Wrote this last night to post today and somehow woke up feeling slightly less unhinged after a good yoga sesh. Exercise is the key to keeping me sane- two days without it and I fell apart...anyhoo- read on.

Good morning, Friday. TGIF. Looking forward to the weekend.

As an early adapter but also late bloomer, the sad and hopeless part of this rollercoaster ride called quarantine came for me this week. The early adapter in me had me loving working from home, working out once if not twice a day, indulging in self care, and taking care of business and myself. I really thought I had the shelter in place thing on lock, and I was feeling great.

Then I went on vacation for a week which was just glorious.

I swam, I sunned, I ate ice cream on a regular basis. We rented a lovely house at the shore and explored local towns while socially distancing. I continued my workouts and felt great, almost like normal life. But the second we got home, I felt different. Gutted. Anxious. Hopeless.

I know so many have been feeling that for months but this was the first time I was in a true hole. I worked from under the duvet most days this week, and my workouts were sucky and even skipped two days. I had a glimmer of joy Wednesday night when I had dinner with friends in a beautiful yard in Brooklyn, with way too much wine and loads of laughs and support for the city we love. i was happy. Way too drunk, but happy. It felt so good to be with friends and hang at  a perfect New York dinner party. And there were rocket pops. I love a rocket pop.

But the next day, hangover in tow, I felt crappy again. I'm having a hard time being productive or focusing or really doing anything at all. I'm craving eggplant parm. And ice cream. The news of an economic apocalypse is too much to take, and I found myself tearful watching Obama at the John Lewis funeral, because I miss having a president with class, dignity, grace, and intelligence. My only consolation this week was my refusal to post a black and white picture of myself, because I didn't feel that searching for a selfie that made me feel good about myself was  the best way to support other women. Turns out I was right. 

Lest you think I'm whining, I may be. And I know beyond know how fortunate I am to be healthy and working and generally keeping it together. Maybe this era of uncertainty is getting to this freshly minted 50 year old in a big way, and it's a tough time to be an optimist. The other night I went for a manicure in the evening and then picked up dinner on the way home and it made me feel normal for two seconds. I'm missing some version of that. I'm not missing the chaos of modern life, but right now I'd take that chaos over this version any day. I also feel that as a creative person living in a city as inspiring as New York, not being able to take part in culture as we knew it is lethal. I miss walking the streets and popping in shops and spontaneously visiting a museum or meeting a pal for dinner. It's not that you can't do that stuff, but it doesn't feel the same with a mask and a pocket full of hand sani. 

So does one eat the parm and allow some wallowing for a few days so one can just get back on the train? I don't know what the answer is but just wanted to share that Pollyana had a week. The question is- do I order fries with the eggplant parm? Inquiring minds.

Cause that's what's up this hoping for a better week next week kind of Friday in the heart of BK. Yours, in thrills, chills, ups, downs, and everything in between. Rest easy, friends. And eat the damn parm. XO



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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1577610 2020-07-27T14:17:55Z 2020-07-27T17:51:33Z On manifesting

Good morning, Monday. Hot hot hot here in the city. Back at it.

So as you know I turned 50 a week or so ago, and finally, for the first time in my life, I have a real goal. Two, actually. Sure I've had goals before- lose weight, get published, make a real living as a writer- check, check, and check. But up next in this lifetime are two things I'm desperate to manifest. 

First- I want to make more stuff that has my stamp on it. A dress, a scent, more drawing, more writing- maybe even a book. I know my voice is loud and clear, and I am quite sure it's time for me to share that with as many people as I can. I need to start small but it's going to happen. For now it will most definitely be the side hustle of side hustles, but so be it.  From a very young age, I have felt a strong need to make my mark somehow, and on my own terms. Stay tuned for that.

Second- I need a place at the beach. A shack of sorts. After spending ten days there, I know that's where I belong. At least for part of the year. I must admit with this whole working from anywhere moment it's tempting to not renew our lease here and head for the beach for the year. I know people might roll their eyes because winter but I have always fantasized about quiet (albeit cold) winters where I can master something- French cooking, yoga, that whole doing my own thing thing. The hibernation period would be good for my creative soul. I just know it. It's worth exploring, and now instead of my often over the top shopping habits, I now have a reason to more mindfully spend money, and hope to save for a home by the sea. I have always wondered where I would eventually buy something, and the beach is one hundred percent right. Though I love it upstate, bugs. I hate too many bugs. And bears. Not a huge fan of those either. I am at my best at the beach and that's the truth. I know it's true for many, but spiritually, there is no better place for me than the ocean.

So as we all continue to mostly shelter in place, I'm choosing to be in manifesting mode. One of the first steps in manifesting, for me, is sharing my goals, and putting them out there, so all of you gorgeous people can hold me accountable. I've never been one for big life goals, but after all these turns around the sun, perhaps I've figured out what I really want, and if I think hard about it, I've always wanted both of the above. That's pretty miraculous. Large caveat- I'm worried beyond worried about how COVID is going to kill all of our dreams. We just have to get this under control right now.

Hope you are all in manifest mode too. Been listening to tons of guided meditations on the subject and hoping to lock and load my conscious and subconscious minds together. Let's do this, people. Oh and while we're in manifest mode, it's 98 days to the election. We gotta do it. No time like the present.

Cause that's what's up this making it happen kind of Monday back in BK. Yours in sun, sea, and self fulfillment. XO

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1576668 2020-07-24T20:04:52Z 2020-07-24T20:04:52Z Short and sweet shameless plug...

Good afternoon, Friday. I've had the best first week of 50, spending it here at my favorite place, the beach. I can't underestimate how much happiness the beach brings me. I just live for it.

So a few days ago some of you may have seen my thoughts on turning 50 during a pandemic in the Ageist. Love contributing to their awesomeness and very happy with the piece. Have a look if you haven't had the chance and share it with all your pals. Link here. Sorry for the delay in sharing, I'm very much on vacation time.  PS that's Phoebe Waller Bridge, who is not 50, but is very fabulous. She is however, wearing a Bella Freud jumper from the year I was born so there you have it.

Though it does feel a wee bit like end of the days, I'm still somehow on top of the world, at least for now. Cause that's what's up this sandy, surfy Friday from the Jersey shore. Yours, in getting published while sand is between one's toes. XO

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1575792 2020-07-21T12:30:09Z 2020-07-21T12:40:26Z Maven goes to the beach: My favorite things to wear this Summer

Good morning, Tuesday. Fifth day as a 50-year-old and so far so good.  I'm at my happiest of places, the beach. Even though this is one crazy summer, I feel so happy to be spending my birthday week where I feel the most peaceful and joyous. In my opinion, there is nothing in life better than an ocean breeze and view, and although it looks a little different this year, I can still socially distance by the seaside which is just fine by me.

And no week at the beach is complete without some cute looks. Just look at my fellow Philly girl Grace Kelly. 

My sister and I chatted before I packed (way too much as usual) and asked why I was bringing anything more than bathing suits, tee shirt and shorts. I love that idea but I'm not really a tee shirt and shorts kind of girl. It may be true I haven't put on a stitch of makeup since I've been here, but I have enjoyed switching up my cover ups and putting on a little dress to go get some ice cream in the evenings. Pandemics aside, there are some very cute pieces to be had this Summer, and thought I'd share some of my favorites. Let's take it from the  top.

A good hat is an absolute must to keep away from harmful rays. Since my bathing suits tend to be neutral and black, I love this bucket hat from Loeffler Randall, for a pop of animal print. 

For sunglasses, nothing beats a classic aviator at the beach. I adore these outsized all black sunnies from YSL, and this more affordable version here .

I love beachy dresses of all sorts, but admired  these leggy numbers from UK based Juliet Dunn and I'm in love. Animal print yet again and tie dye on this one  but suits my mood. Also love this pretty pink number which goes great with tan legs.

In terms of bathing suits, I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm wearing a bikini this summer. This one from Lively comes in smaller busted and larger busted versions, and is supportive and beyond comfortable (not to mention affordable) all at once. Simple and chic. I"m not one for loud prints on suits and always keep it minimal. 

I spotted this pair of perfect beach shorts at Givens, a store I found in Cape May last Summer and checked out yesterday and still love. These are from Jungmaven and come in three stellar, surf inspired colors, though I like the classic black and white. So cute over a bathing suit or with a tee shirt. These shorts I absolutely could do. Plus Jungmaven hemp tees and tanks are an absolute, responsibly chic dream.

It's not Summer without a caftan, and Michael Stars is going far beyond his yummy tee shirts this Summer to bring us some super, gauzy caftan realness. So soft and comfy. Great after the beach when back (working from) home in Brooklyn too. And this caftan from new fav brand is just so chic and elegant, but a bit of an investment.

Have you all discovered Freedom Moses? I feel like every NYC fashion girl is rocking these this Summer and I just love them. A great take on the Birkenstock, totally recyclable,  and so many fun prints. I am partial to this Memphis one.

For my dream beach bag (I tend to use the same oversized LL Bean tote I've had forever), this one from Loewe is the bag of the season, even if none of us are really going anywhere. So classic and chic and timeless. And in that bag would go this book. Jennifer Weiner, a fellow Jewish gal from Philly, makes for perfect reading at the Jersey shore, which incidentally, is full of Philly Jewish people. 

In terms of sun protection, I went all in this year and invested in Supergoop and I'm so not sorry. Loving their glow oil and their body mist so much. For my face, I'm all about StriVectin (the brand I write for). Their illuminating finish sunscreen is quickly absorbed into skin and gives you a lovely glow without clogging pores or causing breakouts.  I love it and even put it on indoors to protect against blue light.

 In terms of fragrance, I'm still the biggest fan of Nuxe's classic beautiful rose, gardenia, and magnolia summer scent, which I mix with a bit of Heretic's  sold out vanilla infused Amber rose, which smells fabulous on warm, tanned skin. That Nuxe scent is one of my favorite Summer must haves.

I highly recommend at least a day trip or ten to the beach this Summer if you can. It feels great to breathe some salty air and stare into the sea, hoping for happier, healthier times. Cause that's what's up this seashell of a Tuesday at the Jersey shore. Yours, in happy places and beachy keen styles. XO









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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1574615 2020-07-17T17:27:05Z 2020-07-18T15:00:30Z Sally O'Malley

Good morning, Friday. I almost said Monday. Oy. 

Well, here we are. And here I am. Today I turn 50 and have been thinking of this moment for about a year now. If I'm being honest, I'm feeling a little fucked off about it. Like, how the hell am I 50?  But I know this feeling shall pass. Because although it's a big birthday, I've never felt stronger, smarter, or better in my entire life.

As someone that's born in a new decade/year (1970), marking these milestones has a lot of significance. So I tend to remember those birthdays the most. Don't ask me about 20. I have no idea. Probably drunk somewhere, making out with someone.

I very clearly remember turning 30, almost more than any other birthday in my life.

When I turned 30 I was in San Francisco on a hellish project, and feeling all the feels. Every single one. I got in a big fight with my boss and retreated to my friend's Victorian in the Haight. There I listened to "Blood on the Tracks" on repeat, and cried. The tears were not tears of sadness. They were tears of relief. I was so happy to be out of my manic panic 20s era. l knew at 30, life would be different. And it was. I met my husband two weeks later and the rest is history. 30 was probably my most important birthday of my life. Until now I suppose.

I turned 40 in Miami and threw myself a party with Jamaican patties, and David had a cake made with my picture on it. I had lots of friends over, my aunt flew down which was awesome, though I'd be lying if I said I was thrilled to fete myself in such a way. I'm not super comfortable with people celebrating me. Not that I'm not worthy. I'm just kind of shy about that stuff. Anyway, 40 was nice, and we all got boozy, but it wasn't really me to have a big bday party, and it still isn't. Thanks, quarantine.

Cut to 50. I'm working my butt off, I'm exercising my butt off, and I'm feeling powerful. I recently got a tarot reading (sorry non-believers) and the first three cards I pulled were the sun, moon, and stars. Can't beat that, really. I thought about renaming this blog "MIdlife Maven". But I'm still me. I don't need a label. I'm going to keep on just as I was because I'm not down with that title.

I feel that great things are in store, but this day threw me for a loop. I don't feel old at all, so I'm wondering how on Earth I'm 50. I had a hard time sleeping last night just thinking about it, but as the day got underway, I started to feel better. The anticipation was killing me. As in somehow I'd wake up with a chinful of hair and a.bucket full of hot flashes. Neither happened. 

Look for a piece from me next week about turning 50 in captivity/quarantine. I'm writing this piece here in the car on the way to the beach, my happy place. Thanks to all my friends and family for wishing me well. I'm a bit thrown off by 50, but so grateful I can find my groove in lockdown, where I can quietly welcome this birthday just as I wish, with a slow bandaid rip. To be honest, I have very little patience, so the slow rip is something I have to deal with. Patience has never been my strong suit, and it sure isn't at this moment.

Cause that's what's up this 5-0 kind of Friday from the highway. Yours, from Sally O'Malley (see above GIF).  XO

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1570712 2020-07-09T13:39:24Z 2020-07-09T13:40:59Z Nap dresses are the new athleisure

Good morning, Thursday. Back in the BK and it's hot in the city. Trying to call myself with some cold brew from my local spot and settle in to city life yet again. 

So check it. Recently it has come to my attention that athleisure sales have been skyrocketing. It's interesting to see the types of businesses benefiting from the pandemic- you go try and find a Clorox wipe anywhere, for instance. Not to mention paper towels and baking supplies. And when it comes to what we are wearing during the quarantine, many are sticking to elastic waists and gym clothes because they are comfortable, easygoing, and cozy. I for one am never without a fresh supply of my beloved Splendid black leggings. They are in my wardrobe forever and I absolutely adore them- they're on the thin side which I like and are simply the softest, most comfy leggings around. Highly recommend.

But as someone who also works out at home now, I'm not much for staying in my workout clothes all day, though sometimes I do. For me, being home is all about being comfortable, but I prefer to have a bit more fun with it. Because, well, you know. That's the maven way.

Which is why something called a "nap dress" recently caught my eye.

It came across my Instagram and I clicked on it and it was love at first sight. It's from a brand called Hill House, and it comes in a short length and a more midi version and I just love the idea of a simple dress to wear all day. And if a nap happens in between zoom calls, so be it. Don't even pretend you don't shut your eyes for 10-20 minutes when the going gets rough. Why not do so in style? Admittedly the name is kind of eye roll-worthy but who cares? It's cuter than sweatpants, this much I know, and I can throw on my Vans slides and take Khan for a walk, too. And since my current binge watch obsession is "The Great", my fantasy has me lolling around my castle/apartment, effortlessly lounging in a nap dress. I just find it lovely, zoom call worthy, and adorably sexy all at once. I am a longstanding fan of nightgowns as clothing- thinking back to the 90s in New York City where you would find me in a slip more often than not. I was so that chick. 

Cut to now- where most days I admittedly work from bed, often under the duvet. It's my happy place. I'm not one for a desk. So for me, WFH is very much WFB. 

Besides the above nap dress,  a bevy of cotton poplin dresses popping up everywhere are on my radar. From Zara to my new fav A Bronze Age, a puffy sleeved poplin frock feels just right- particularly in lemon yellow or lilac. Loose, easy, and crisp.  Sleeper is a spendy brand with the most gorgeous sleepy chic dresses ever, oh and I see you- party pjs. I see you and feel you and love to love you but this post is about dresses so sit this one out.  

Not to mention my current obsession with Eileen West white nightgowns, or this long sleeved one from Lacera, which I spotted in the Rhinebeck Department Store and wanted on sight. Prim at first sight, but taken up a notch with a black bra underneath and a coin necklace and it becomes unmumsy. A bit of cottagecore perhaps. But doesn't have to be matronly. Unless of course you want it to be. Do you though?

And if you're not into wearing white, a cotton black dress is every bit as cool. I love this one from Modern Citizen that came across my inbox last night. And the back is lovely too.  

So as we continue to keep it all on lock (I am anyway), consider a nap dress. Or don't. Whether you are team athleisure or team nap dress, move forward in good health, peace, and for goodness sake, a bit of style. Cause that's what's up this don't snooze on style of a Thursday in the 718. Yours, in cold brew, nap dresses, and sweet, stylish dreams in quarantine. XO

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tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1564900 2020-06-26T13:06:44Z 2020-06-26T13:17:54Z On cool cats and staying put

Good morning, Friday and TGIFFFFFF. Yes, friends. Yes. I'm headed upstate on Sunday for a week \to wftc (work from the country) and get a little change of scene. After the past few weeks, I need a small respite from my beloved Brooklyn. And as the city comes back to life, a bit of a cautionary tale.

What's fantastic about this city, this heartland of mine is the people's resilience here. In the past few days, I've seen my Brooklyn neighborhood of Carroll Gardens transform into a small European village, with outdoor seating and a bit of a return to something that did not feel normal, but lively. Traffic is back in the city in a big way, and there's more hustle and bustle than we've seen in a while. I feel like screaming "TOO BLOODY SOON," but I know that businesses are hurting, and we have to support them. As a relatively neurotic bunch, I'm wondering how comfortable we'll be trying on clothes in stores and getting our hair done and everything else. That's all very much TBD, and I'm admittedly in the minority of people yearning for the early days of quarantine- not the people dying and the fear but the strange sense of calm that came over this entire town. It was like "Vanilla Sky" when you drove through Manhattan- an empty canyon that had a sense of peace and beauty to it I've never experienced in my whole life here.

But cut to now.

I have friends hitting the road for good. Some have decamped to Connecticut for a year or so to see what happens back here. Others stay in their Catskills homes for good right now and let go of their leases in Manhattan. I don't blame them at all. I'm not one of them, and I'm not super interested in leaving right now. I am one of those romantic fucks that still loves this city. Unconditionally and at all costs. Talk to me in a few months, but I still want to hang. If anything, I'd choose to leave the damn country if I could. But that's a whole other thing.

Which brings me to the cat pictured at the top of this post. 

As I walked to a stoop glass (or three) of Sauvignon Blanc with an old colleague who lives in the neighborhood, I walked by this guy. There he was, just sitting on his stoop. Not a care in the whole world. Grizzled but handsome in a rugged, edgy kind of way. I am not one for cats, but I do admire their gravitas and general FU gestalt. Plus, they have character. And I like that.

So as I walked by, his owner unloaded her car and casually looked at me and said in her best Brooklyn deadpan, "That's Steve McQueen." 

I asked if I could take his picture, to which he remained aloof, but I like this shot, which says admire me but don't fucking look at me. I can relate. Very much.

To me, this cat epitomizes what I love about New York and always will. Somewhat disheveled at present, but way cooler than you could ever hope to be. A majestic figure, highly intelligent, and a bonafide badass, living right on my block. 

I realized as I walked by him, I was not yet ready to leave this cuckoo town. Because I still get such a kick out of it all. Of the old Italians that now drink their coffee alfresco and watch what's happening on the street. Of the beautiful, leafy streets of my beloved Brooklyn in the summertime. Of stoop hangs with old colleagues and chilled wine. Or the dad next door who spent hours inflating a lovely pool for his two boys complete with doughnut inner tubes, to the delight of the little girls that live next to them who peer over their fence in wonder at this summer standout. And of course, animals with names that make your whole day. You may find a cat named after a cooler than cool movie star in Connecticut, and you very well may not. And that matters to me. I've explained it as well as I could, but many of you know exactly what I mean. Particularly this funny feline named Steve McQueen. He gets it.

I'll stay in this city until it no longer serves me. But right now, I still need it, and it needs me. PS I'm not a martyr and I don't want a medal. I'm just sharing what's up in my little neck of the woods.  I wish everyone safety and health, continue to fight for what matters to you, and what matters to help us all keep going. Yours, in cool cats and sheltering in my place. XO

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1563144 2020-06-22T13:03:23Z 2020-06-22T13:26:13Z Thoughts from a city on edge

Good morning, Monday. I haven't written in a long time, and the world looked a lot different than it does now or the way it looks from my last part.  Today, New York enters Phase Two of la grande rentrée and stores, outdoor dining, and hair salons can open up again. Lord help us all.

For me, many voices needed to be heard, and I was quiet so I could process it all. There was a ton of posts, updates, and otherwise all over social media to support the protestors, and to commemorate the senseless death of George Floyd and countless others. Once upon a time in America...I hope one day we can talk about this time as a reckoning- when we confronted the virus of COVID-19 and the enduring virus of racism. At some point, I hope we can all heal together. Together being the operative word.

So I've been struggling to write about all the things I typically write about because it was not the time for my voice. I wanted to make room for others to talk, and I wanted to make room in my mind to process what was happening. And then came the fireworks.

True story and I think I've told you this before- I don't like fireworks. At all.

As a child, I had a raging phobia of loud noises, particularly fireworks and anything loud and boom-like. In case you don't live in a big city, maybe you're not experiencing the nightly sonic booms that we are having in places like Philly and New York. In my neighborhood, summer fireworks are a bit of a thing, but not on this scale. It's not going off like crazy in my nabe, but the surrounding areas are suffering anxiety with four straight weeks of BOOM after BOOM from about 10-2 am each evening. Dogs are freaking. Children are crying. People set off professional-grade fireworks every night for hours on end, and it's jarring, scary, and very unsettling, particularly because the city is already on edge. (Not to mention doing this is such close proximity to buildings, cars, and people is beyond dangerous).

Many people are complaining, and the fabulous fireworks debacle of 2020 is making the rounds of newspapers like the New York Times, blogs, and nightly news shows. The police are totally MIA when it comes to this illegal activity, and many are accusing them of planting these fireworks in neighborhoods themselves. It seems that besides the police, the only person not seeming to give a crap about it all is our mayor, but that's another story.

Anyway, I'm on Nextdoor (a local app for community postings) in my neighborhood and posted about fireworks about a week ago, and people came for me.

First, I was a "gentrifier," and how long have I lived in Brooklyn during the summer?

Second, I was showing my white privilege by complaining about this. And how lucky I was to have this as my only complaint as people were fighting for their lives every day.

Third, as previously mentioned, maybe it was the cops themselves setting them off to cause chaos and confusion.

Hmm. 

I, in no way, implied that my annoyance at fireworks is comparable to concerns for human life and police brutality. I just said they are very jarring and scary and add to the air's sense of tension. And as more and more people came to my defense (thank you, people of Brooklyn), I realized that the nightly explosives were part of this whole reckoning. That we all have to face our fears and the things that make us uncomfortable. Maybe it's all about staying awake. Because nobody can sleep with these explosions all night. Or perhaps it's just that people need to calm the heck down and understand that to judge someone you have never met is pretty horrible and counter-productive. On the subject of conspiracy theories, no comment. 

And as the other crisis of Corona continues to taunt us, I heard a story on the radio that gave me pause. An epidemiologist was talking about the decrease in cases in countries like Italy and France because countries like those in Europe are socially minded (and no, not just socialist). They are societies that believe in the public good. And then, there's us. 

We believe in individualism. At every cost. Because protecting our freedom is the number one thing we all are supposed to believe in the most in this country, right? But what if your individualism was making everybody sick? What if your endless sonic booms are making others uncomfortable, and not in the right way? 

I would love to see this country move towards something else. Because we can't go back to normal, and we shouldn't. I would argue that everything before COVID-19 was anything but ordinary. We were spinning out of control. Imagine a country where you can celebrate your individuality while being mindful and compassionate when it comes to the health and well being of others? Call it being civically minded, socially-minded, or just being a good neighbor and citizen of Earth. We have got to start caring about other people. And wear your damn mask, for goodness sake. 

Don't be an asshole. Plain and simple. Be considerate of your neighbors and communities and understand that amidst so much hurting and anger, we need some good healing energy too. Now is the time to fight, but it's also a time to acknowledge how deeply wounded we are as a country. This weekend was Father's Day, and I couldn't help but think of my next-door neighbors, who finally took down their Easter decorations yesterday and spent their first Father's Day without their 32-year-old daughter, who lost her life to COVID-19.
You have no idea what people are experiencing- practice compassion, keep fighting for what's right, and work for healing and coming out of this dark period better allies, better friends, and better Americans. Be a fighter AND a lover.

Cause that's what's up this loving Monday in the 718. Yours, in newfound American optimism, and keeping it real. XO
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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1550084 2020-05-26T13:01:39Z 2020-05-26T13:01:40Z Styled in Place: A stylish muse in animal print

Good morning, Tuesday. Hope you had a lovely long weekend. We spent it installing new air conditioners and taking care of business at home. We also found time to have a socially distant ice cream date, and strolled through Washington Square Park- the weather was just glorious. I also stored all of winter clothes and news flash- kept my summer clothes in storage too. I have less in my closet right now and have never felt happier in terms of feeling organized and a bit more minimal. More on that soon. Ooh and reading Andre Leon Talley's new autobiography which is more delicious than even expected. Fashion nerds this is a must read. I so appreciate his passion for dress as well as his take as the first African American man to have such an impact on editorial fashion pursuits. He shook the ground and broke through the ceiling.

But without further adieu, here is my second installment of Styled in Place for you. Hope you enjoy it- this look is a personal favorite of mine, ps. So good.

Bronwyn Berry: Producer and comfortably cool chick

We met Bronwyn on a crisp Spring afternoon earlier in the quarantine and photographed and chatted on her rooftop on Henry Street. Bronwyn’s one of those cool New York women that make you think about how cool New York women are. Originally from South Africa, Bronwyn is a film and television producer and epitomized feel good fashion with her look.

I was smitten by her poppy lipstick and of course, her amazing approach to sartorial, shelter-in-place style. Her outfit screamed “must have”, and after a frantic Google search, I found it was no longer to be had. Her cool timeless cred, passion for her career, and comfortable in her own skin vibe had me at hello. And her effortless chic which felt so appropriate for our urban jungle is what I love most about my little Brooklyn neighborhood. The women here are super stylish but super casual and never fussy. Here’s what she told us.

Okay, so tell me your name, where you live and what you do for work.

My name is Bronwyn Berry and I live on Henry Street in Cobble Hill, and I am a film and TV producer.

 What kind of things do you produce?

So, at the moment, I'm working on a documentary about doo wop so I'm learning all about music of the 50s and 60s, which I didn't really know about, because it's all like American music before my time. Today we are finishing cutting the trailer, the editors are in Brooklyn, the musicians that are working with us are in Florida and the executive producers are in Florida as well.

Well, I have to ask you, first and foremost about this fabulous outfit. Tell the story about it, if you don't mind.

 I went to Johannesburg where I'm originally from to see my mom, it was her 80th birthday in early March, and the flight is 16 hours. And I kind of got really tired of wearing leggings and T-shirts on the plane and feeling so incredibly unglamorous so I decided I wanted an international traveler look. So, I went to a store called the SPACE which sells like clothes by local designer and I found this one. And I was with my friend, who used to live in Johannesburg, but now she's moved to Barcelona. And she bought the summer version of this which was a kind of silky pale animal print. And I bought this one and we both actually caught the plane that night in our outfits.

 How is this look perfect for quarantine?

 So, my mother laughed at me when I got it, but I thought even if I wear it once on the plane and you know that's it, I was fine with that. But I got home, and it was a lockdown and I was just like, this is the perfect outfit. It just is. It's so comfortable. I don't have to try too hard. I've got a really nice kind of little velvet t-shirt that goes really well with it. It's like a burgundy color. And I've been wearing those like, yeah, for this entire time, which is kind of I don't even know how long it is. 

And do you always wear earrings and jewelry too while you are at home?

 I usually wear jewelry. Yeah, I wear jewelry and I wear makeup.

So how do you describe your sort of style during non COVID times?

 Um, I always like to look professional but because of my work, I don't kind of need to look like formal or anything like that. I like to kind of be put together when I choose pieces that kind of stand out, like, you know, like, like jewelry or kind of bold colors or something like that. I wear a lot of like, you know, jeans and tees, but then I always have an interesting jacket or a big piece of jewelry. You know, something like that. I mean, my, my style has changed quite a lot since I moved here. I've been here for six years now. And I was very bright in South Africa. Very bright, very cold, very grounded, like all of that. And I somehow have got quite muted since I've been here.  It’s kind of like a kind of don't want to stand off so much anymore, so I'm going towards more neutrals, but I always like, you know, to have a pop of color or something that's kind of unique or interesting.

Why is it important for you to feel put together right now? Like, what is it about this?

It's really important for me to feel put together now. I mean, I wake up in the morning, and I walk to my desk and I spend most of the day at my desk and I just somehow if I, if I don't kind of, you know, take a shower and get dressed and all of that, I honestly feel I feel I don't feel in working mode. So, it actually motivates me to work and to feel like in a way I make a transition from the bedroom and the relaxed to, you know, to the working mode, even though it's just like a couple of steps.

What kind of self-care things are you doing during quarantine when you're feeling stressed or anxious or any of that?

 I'm doing like a stretching class in the morning, which is like 30 minutes and it's just really slow stretching. And that's just to, you know, to kind of wake me up. Because usually I would wake up on my way to work, you have that walk or that somewhere, Yeah. And then I've discovered  something called The Class.

Oh, Taryn Toomey. I do it too.

 I'm obsessed with it. I feel it. It absolutely a energizes me.

Have you cried yet during the class? 

Oh, yeah. The class is like that. it's very emotional. It's a real release more than any. I kind of hate it when I first did it. I was like, this is I don't know what to make of this. And then I was on board, right? 

I'm building these muscles which I don't usually you know, work that much. Yeah, so, for me, that's self care.

Excellent. Is it just you and your husband here at home?

 Yes, and a cat.

 So how are you finding quarantine as a couple?

 Well, my husband is a writer. So, he always works from home and he's a real introvert. And I’m an extrovert who likes to leave home in the morning, I had the most adjustment. But I think we've got we've got very strict boundaries, he stays in his office, and I stay in my kind of office, which is the dining room table. And we actually don't, we don't unless you want to ask each other. Please help me write this or whatever. So, I must say that I'm lucky. I'm so grateful for him because I actually can't think of anyone else that I could have locked down with other than him because we have a lot of fun. It was my birthday last Friday.

Happy birthday. How did you celebrate?

I spent the day on the phone to all my friends all over the world they were waking or waking up and going to sleep at different times Australia and Barcelona and South Africa and LA and ended the day with zoom cocktails with like 10 people.  And my husband managed to get Wanderlustre, a great shop in our neighborhood, to open for him and he went in and got me some gifts and some flowers.

 I love her store as well. She is great. What are you most looking forward to when we come out of this situation?

 I am so looking forward to sitting across from my friend and having a glass of wine and talking to them. I mean, I really miss that kind of connection. I also really miss my three nephews in North Carolina. And I'm looking forward to seeing them. I mean, I would have to go into 14-day quarantine. So yeah, kind of in the future. It's not gonna happen straightaway.

Ok, so what are you taking away from quarantine? What are the life lessons?

 I think I developed a serious case of FOMO living in New York where I had to go out all the time, and I never stopped, and I could never be still. And I’ve really learned to be still and to take great enjoyment in the moment, and not have to rush everywhere all the time. You know, I think the quality of my life has actually improved, because, although I am not seeing my friends, and I am not doing all the things I want to do, I am actually really enjoying just living my life with a different sense of peace. So, I hope to take that for good.

 Cause that's what's up this animal printed, stylishly short start of the work week in the 718. Yours, in Brooklyn style. XO 

 

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Sheri Rosenberg
tag:sherimavenblog.com,2013:Post/1547673 2020-05-21T15:03:53Z 2020-05-21T15:04:10Z Maven recommends: The Home edition

Good morning, Thursday. Well, Memorial Day weekend is upon us and here we all are. I would love to be at the beach but I would not love to be around a bunch of idiots who don't understand social distancing, so I'll be channeling a bit of sun and surf right here in Brooklyn. 

And as this quarantine continues, I'm having some major epiphanies. One is- I have to much stuff. Way, way too much stuff. As I store my winter clothes, I'm clearing out my closet and am dying to live with less. This is not my typical state of mind, but it's what I want. I was talking to my husband about how I want to live like a quarantiner after this all ends- spend less money, be more mindful, and get hyper organized and clean in the home. it seems counterintuitive to buy more stuff to get organized, but it's all about the "right stuff" vs. just a bunch of mindless crap. My inspiration? Shira Gill. She speaks to me way more than Marie Kondo and I love her. So today I'm going to share some stuff for home that you might enjoy. As we spend more time here feel like it's justifiable to make some purchases for the home.

First up, new bedding. I love to switch out my bedding for Summer and I am dreaming of some spendy linen sheets to stay cool, but this set from Urban Outfitters caught my eye because it's so 70s. I just love it even though it's counter to my current mood for minimialism  and would be fun for those WFB aka working from bed days. 

On Andrea LInnett's awesome blog, she mentioned this blue (currently loving this blue color so much) bake sheet that I absolutely fell madly in love with, if falling in love with a baking sheet is possible, that is. Great Jones is a brand I've never heard of, but love this pot set that would be a nice way to upgrade my kitch sitch and get rid of old pots and pans in favor of one good set. I love the white for some reason but this pink is fun too.

Next, a fresh set of towels. Get rid of those old towels and go more minimal. Clear out the linen closet and get fresh with these modern towels in a great weight for summer. They are thin and I tend to prefer a thicker, more waffle-like towel, but these look gorgeous hanging in the bathroom (and come with a little hook which Is genius) and are a nice way to switch up the towel game.

And since I am so in love with my neighborhood these days, I am so thrilled that local French bakery favorite Bien Cuit started this amazing site to deliver provisions- amazingly yummy stuff, and yes- the fixins to bake bread, the Covid trend sweeping the nation.

For makeup, I'm always looking for ways to keep all my items organized, and this little swivel number is great for your favorite select items you need to keep out right now, which is probably less than usual. Stash your other makeup for later and only keep out what you're using, and of course, get rid of any old makeup. Now is the time- germs, people.

So yea, I'm becoming a bit of a minimalist as I want less and less stuff crowding my days and nights. Or rather, I want the right stuff. Cause that's what's up this home is where the heart is kind of Thursday in the 718. Yours, in next level nesting. XO



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Sheri Rosenberg