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Purple is out, pink is in.
The Guinness Book of World Records’ most expensive pet wedding ever took place July 12 in Manhattan (where else?) at the Jumeirah Essex House Hotel.
If you think Fashion Week is basically one big, glamorous trade show, then you’re correct — but it’s also a huge cash cow for New York City — it’s on track to generate some $865 million this year alone. And Mayor Michael Bloomberg announced yesterday that he’s doing everything he can to keep that money coming in year after year.
A little over an hour ago, we here at the Styleite headquarters in New York City felt a minor version of the 5.9 magnitude earthquake that struck Mineral, Va. and spread all the way from Washington, DC to Boston. And as our Twitter feeds filled up with notifications that several government buildings had been evacuated, they also bloomed with fashion people tweeting about their experiences.
We’ve always associated the Gap with the sunny, easy going way of life embodied by San Francisco, but apparently the company thinks being there is not a good way to run a business. Last week, shortly after former president Marka Hansen was ousted, the company announced that it would be setting up a “global creative center” in New York City.
Yesterday we reported that professional pretty lady Jessica White was arrested for assaulting another woman over a cab. But White and her lawyers don’t think she should be in trouble because Sports Illustrated models are “not the type of women that get into cat fights.” So clearly, White had to have been provoked. Or something.
With over 13,000 cabs in New York City, you wouldn’t think most people would actually come to blows over the handy yellow transports. But most people aren’t Sports Illustrated supermodel Jessica White.
In news that at this point should not be at all surprising, New York City’s Lincoln Center has bedbugs. Yes, that Lincoln Center.
New York’s now-famous retail act, The Bedbugs, have decided that specialty stores like Nike, Victoria’s Secret, Hollister and Abercrombie and Fitch were too small time. In order to bring their message of intense creepy-crawliness to the world, the bugs have started making appearances at Macy’s and Bloomingdale’s.
We’re kind of not surprised that Caroline Guiliani only got a slap on the wrist as punishment for stealing over $100 worth of merchandise from the Sephora in Times Square last month. What we are kind of surprised about is that among the things she tried to Winona Ryder into her possession was a hairnet.
Garance Doré might be our favorite style blogger out there — and that’s not just because she’s ranked third on our Power Grid. It because despite the fact that she sits front row at fashion shows, travels the world, and is dating the inimitable Scott Schuman, she still has time to write blog posts like this.
With tweets, posts, and news of fashion week already pouring in, we here at Styleite are drowning in anticipation of the upcoming shows. And this season is sure to impress – and surprise, no doubt – with many firsts in store for New York Fashion Week. Not only is this the first time fashion week’s new home will host the shows, but this September will mark the very first time plus-size fashion will enjoy a spotlight – and runway – all its own.
Last Saturday, record label Mad Decent took over New York City’s South Street Seaport with a block party that ruled the pier with some of its most energetic, party-starting acts. Naturally, the music meant that there was some ridiculous street style to be seen, but among the stage performers and young spectators, it was a break dancing grandma who really caught our eye. Here are five fashion tips garnered from the grandma who still gets her groove on.
Agyness Deyn may have been born in Littleborough, England and discovered at something as quintessentially British as a chip (or french fry) shop, but she’s a veritable New Yorker now. On the heels of the launch of her new
online magazine blog, Naag.com, Deyn and her bestie Fiona Byrne took London’s Sunday Times on a tour of their fave spots in the city that never sleeps.
The mind of a NYC bedbug slowly reveals itself with each news bite we receive. We have come to the conclusion that these elusive beings do have taste — though it’s certainly shallow. First Hollister, then Abercrombie & Fitch, and now our favorite bed monsters have found solace on a pair of angel wings and in wonder bras at a Victoria’s Secret on Manhattan’s Upper East Side.
There are two things we do with our unwanted clothes: put it in a garbage bag and drag it through the subways and streets of New York City to the nearest Goodwill, or just relieve ourselves from the back breaking task by chucking them into the garbage can. Admit it, most of us opt for the latter. There was never an easy alternative to conserve the constant cycle of fashion and trends for the big city – until today.
If you’ve been walking past Soho’s Hollister flagship store in the past month and sensed something iffy about the twitching shirtless models, recent reports confirms that your instincts are telling the truth.
Looks like someone in New York is following the stiletto-imprinted tracks of one of DC Comic’s sexiest femme fatales. A peculiar wanted poster is making the rounds on the streets of the concrete jungle, and though we can’t help but think it is someone’s art doodles on display, the poster is indeed telling a true tale.