Emily's Fashion Week Essentials: Fall Edition

Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
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Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials
Emily Weiss, Fashion Week Essentials

Cue the trumpets! Fashion week—nay, month—is upon us. And for me, this time around, it goes a little something like this: NYC→LONDON→PARIS→MASSAGE TABLE→SCARY LONG SLEEP. So before all of the running around, the “Where’s my phone?! I LOST MY PHONE!!!” panic, the total fan-girling around Pat McGrath/Tom Pecheux/James Pecis (swoon), I took a minute to get my shit together. I did a little shopping when I was in Paris two weeks ago, I streamlined my medicine cabinet, I did a 40%-effort closet-organizing job, and I got a manicure/pedicure (did you know that TenOverTen TriBeCa is open until 10 PM? Awesome.) I also told Nick, Alessandra, Michael, and Elizabeth to please forgive the incoherent crazy person I’m about to become for three weeks while schlepping a 15-pound camera bag through three cities in five-inch heels on three hours of sleep, blurting out declarations like “OH MY GOD, did you SEE the eye at Stella??? IT’S ALL ABOUT GREEN EYELINER!!!” Actually, I haven’t told them that yet, I’m telling them now. SORRY GUYS! I’m taking you for a lobster dinner in March.

In the meantime, here’s what I’m going to be living in—and it may come as a big fat surprise (sarcasm…): a whole lotta black and white. God bless the girls in prints, the perfectly put-together editors (and models) in pops of color and head-to-toe looks, but I just can’t. I’m not very good at figuring out what to wear. I pretty much wear some variation of the same thing every day, fashion week or no: black Rag & Bone Skinnies (not much has changed), a snazzy shoe (usually black, usually high), and a white top. As for the other stuff, let’s take some inventory:

  1. Canon 5D Mark III. I used to get scoffed at backstage with my trusty T2i Rebel. No longer. A 5-year-old could shoot ITG features with this thing, it’s that great.

  2. Céline sweater, in, what else, graphic black and white. Apparently, it’s “ swaggy,” and who doesn’t want some swagger during fashion week?

  3. SHOES: Céline flatforms (also slightly swaggy, I think, because of the gold chain), Nike New York Sky High Dunks; suede Manolo pumps—pumps, remember?!—in cream, to break things up; one sexy pair of lace-up Alejandro Ingelmos; pointy black Alexander Wang boots that make me feel like a French Vogue editor and are also, more importantly, incredibly comfortable.

  4. A nude knit/black leather tight tank for when I need to look sophisticated, and a gauzy, green-plaid Theyskens’ Theory button-down for when I need to look like Kurt Cobain (can there please be a time for this, please? Thanks.)

  5. Reed Krakoff perforated black leather Gym Bag: I wore my last Gym Bag, in white with a black stripe, to death (though admittedly, never to the gym)—it looks great whether you’ve got five pounds of stuff in it, or just a wallet. It’s kind of magic.

  6. A great coat! I’ll be sporting a navy double-breasted number by Derek Lam. The man knows how to do outerwear.

  7. One earring. That’s right—just one, preferably a cross from Stone Paris. If I had a nickel for the number of cool chicks I’ve seen sporting a solo earring in the past two weeks, I’d be able to buy…a Butterfinger. Or maybe a Toblerone.

  8. Warby Parker glasses. Do you know Warby Parker? They make buying glasses SO. EASY. Now hopefully I won’t get yelled at by my optometrist in August for wearing my contacts for 20 hours of the day.

  9. A “luxurious beanie,” as we call them in the Gloffice. You know, that beanie that’s perfectly slouchy, thick but not too thick, and nearly impossible to find? I found it. Actually, Elin Kling found it—she was wearing it while walking down the street in SoHo and I chased her to find out who made it. The answer, my friends, is “Fall Winter Spring Summer,” a brand from Norway, and you can buy it here. You’re welcome. Also important: sunglasses (I stick with aviators; these are Givenchy) and headphones that double as accessories (We Are Frends in rose-gold and white—so cool).

  10. Oribe Fiber Groom Elastic Texture Paste: I discovered this while hosting a beauty party at Holt Renfrew in Toronto last month. It is, hands down, the best thing I’ve found for short, straight, otherwise boring hair. You’ll look like Leo in Romeo + Juliet in no time.

  11. A trifecta of skin savers from my ol’ detox center, Henri Chenot: their products are wonderful. Really, truly. I’ve been using the Micro Stimulating Serum, Chrono Regenerating Night Serum, and Youth Concentrate Cream (THAT is really the star of the show). I haven’t been this hooked on a routine since my eleven-year-old self worshipped at the altar of Clinique’s 3-Step System. I’ve also been really into Natura Bisse’s The Cure Sheer Cream, a feather-light tinted moisturizer with SPF, and, of course, Clarins Instant Smooth Self Tanning, which makes you glow just a teeny bit.

  12. Nail polish: sheer, nude, “nothing” color to last 7 days (Butter London); Eyeliner: Estée Lauder Double Wear in Black/Brown; Lips: Armani Maestro in #400 (one of several standout colors); Perfume: Dior Ambre Nuit—sexy scent, sexier bottle; Hairspray: good ol’ L’Oréal Paris Elnett, reimagined in a new light-reflecting “lumière” formula that I picked up in Paris; Face: Nars Pro-Prime Multi-Protect Primer in lieu of foundation; Mascara: Lancôme Hypnose Star—there’s just something about the brush…and, after all, the only thing you really need to look alive is a little mascara, no?

—Emily Weiss

Emily Weiss [1] wearing an Isabel Marant sweater, photographed by Elizabeth Brockway at the Standard Hotel on February 3rd 2012.