New York, London, Milan, and Paris. It’s that time of year again. Fashion month. I got to kick it off extra early last week in New Zealand of all places, and I am still recovering from the jet-lag. I’m using this holiday weekend to really just get my much needed sleep before one of the busiest months of the year. Paris is certainly the highlight. I love waking up in Place Vendome at the most beautiful place to stay, The Ritz Paris, before slipping away into a visual dream at each show. The locations, like here at the stunning Cartier chateau, are gems. It’s like stepping into a picture book. Every detail. Every corner is immaculate. I like my wardrobe to feel the same when I’m in France. This is what a New Yorker in Paris looks like. Leather trench coats. Printed tights. Tulle dresses. Accentuated shoulders. Pastel suits. In Paris, living and dressing is art. 

// Bally trench coat // Mulberry bag // Reike Nen sandals//

// Maggie Marilyn sweater and dress, Malone Souliers heels, Bally handbag //

// Maggie Marilyn dress, Tamara Mellon boots //

// ANNAKIKI suit, Mulberry bag //