Style

Panama In The City

Every autumn (and I’m going to call this “autumn” even though it’s eighty degrees outside because Labor Day is about thirty seconds away), it appears that I establish a uniform.

I think it’s just that every time September rolls around there’s some “thing” – whether that’s a pair of jeans, a sweater, a leather jacket, whatever – that I’ve been wanting to wear for months, and now that the weather’s turning I can.

And so I do. Every day.

In the fall of 2011 – the year our son was born – I wore head-to-toe black for about three months straight. The next year, it was cozy sweaters with asymmetrical necklines and bellbottoms. And this year, it’s hats and knits. Basically, I want to look like Johnny Depp, except for…

Well, actually: no “except for.” I’d take looking exactly like Johnny Depp any day.

This is my version: way-too-big vests and wide-brimmed Panama hats and everything else as low-maintenance as can be. (Seriously, I might as well just throw my makeup bag and hairbrush out the window for all the good they’re doing me at the moment. I just don’t feel like powders and creams and sprays at the moment; I feel like relaxing.)

On me: Urban Outfitters hat and vest; Alvin Ailey tank; DIY cutoffs; Hannah Warner necklace; cuff via T.J.Maxx.

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