NYFW SS ’97, ehem I meant 2014

Extraordinarily busy feels not good to a natural born slacker like me and while NYFW ended I’m still roaming through the seemingly labyrinthine urls of stylecom to find the one collection that would give a Slash solo to my aesthetic heartstrings.  The revival of the 90’s is certainly one big yay but what will become of me now that Rodarte shamelessly turned dreamy to chola and Philip Lim exchanged sophistication for nods to high street boredom? Maybe London, Paris and Milan will make me go pizza inside but for now let me offer a few NYFW looks which put just one teaspoon of nutella on my sartorial toast when you all know I tend to go for the whole jar.



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