Please enjoy this new song from The Walkmen (unreleased B-side from Lisbon) while examining my fashion week findings. Only the very best for you, of course:
And my belated top five* from New York's Fall 2011 fashion week.
Please do click to enlarge. The bigger, the prettier.
|Prabal Gurung, Fall 2011|
|The sweet sway of Prabal Gurung's leather|
|The orange sun comes over alone. Peter Som, Fall 2011|
Whistle in my ear:
|Rodarte's Kansas. God, that red. And those neck lines. I've never loved them so.|
|Preen Fall 2011 pleases me. I'm not sure they've ever pleased me more.|
Stuck on a winning streak:
|Jason Wu nails it. Again.|
Ah, lyric love. It's very sixteen of me, no? I don't think it really works, honestly, but this is a quick post, eye candy. It tastes delicious.
P.S. *Seven if you count Naeem Khan and Wes Gordon, as you must. And now I wonder which handful of looks you, my tiny readership, love most. Do share.