Letter of Rec #100: Simple outfits in top rotation

The bedroom chair clothes of late

Do you remember that Piso dress I told you about a few weeks ago? It was highlighted in the letter about how amazing it is to be girls, and I have to tell you —

Piso’s ‘Le Corbusier’ dress

Styled with an L.L. Bean tote and Zara suede sandals (I offer A. Emery’s as an alternative with ankle support; anyone going for the suede pool slides?)

…She’s amazing. A completely unique and original dress that can hold its own without shrouding its wearer, can communicate distinctly, but not uniformly, and will thrive unilaterally on the vista of human expression.

What I mean is that what this dress says it going to sound different on whoever wears it. A difficult feat when you consider how straightforward the point of view of a dress can seem.

She looks like the result of a deep, long look into the abyss of creative flow. Makes no sense, but works so well. Tweed on top with a halter neck and buckle finish from the front, plus a few thick grosgrain bands tying the top half to a slab of lightweight brown silk and finishing off with a chubby sequined fringe.

You need not wear a single piece of jewelry,

need not add a bag that says much more than a canvas tote could

and the shoes are best served discreet (in suede. It reflects well off the silver sequins).

I love this dress so much. A representation of the inner-freak of its maker, with no creative risk barred, wild faith on display, and commitment to one’s intuition. The power that’s unlocked when those blasts are heeded.

Not even sure what I’m saying anymore — the dress brought out my freak too!, but before the weather gets real hot n’ sunny, here are a few things I’ve been wearing a lot.

Iris van Arnim sweater, Eliou crochet skirt, Valentino sneakers, Hunting Season satin bag

There is something kind of nice about a grey spring. It’s like the visibility is almost more poignant than when it’s sunny, you know? A grey spring is moody, but it’s also optimistic. Which is often where the best stories are waiting to be told — at that precise, tense intersection. These are the stories that touch us most deeply, really make us think, that open our hearts and our minds.

Even when the rain is relentless, which on so many recent occasions it has been, there’s a brightness in the air that keeps momentum going.

Anyway, the looks, which should be easily replicable include: