The Jazz Age Lawn Party Part Deux

Remember when I first told you about one of the most important summer events of the year, also known as The Jazz Age Lawn Party at Governor’s Island? It’s back for another round this weekend — and so am I.

READ: The Jazz Age Lawn Party Part Une

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

I previously gushed about this lovely, sun-soaked soiree where you can do the Charleston with fellow flappers, quench your thirst with some hooch, all thanks to St. Germain Elderflower Liqueur, and show off your finest 1920s threads, of course.

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

It’s seriously the cat’s pajamas.

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

Need convincing on why you should travel back to the Roaring Twenties and celebrate with Jay Gatsby and Clara Bow? Check out this snazzy trailer on the annual event here.

Francis took plenty of lovely photos along the way:

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

This is Dreamland Orchestra (and Jazz Age Lawn Party Originator) Michael Arenella doing his thing:

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

Francis even made some new friends:

Photo by Francis Rodriguez

I wore this navy polka dot dress by vintage-inspired retailer ModCloth.com. It’s one of my favorite online shops ever and their personal stylists always make the best recommendations. This dress is no longer available, but they have a ton of 1920s-esque gowns and polka dot ensembles to make you the bee’s knees any day of the year.

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

I wore my favorite pearls and a matching paper hat to beat the sizzling heat.

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

And of course, I cooled off with a sparkling St. Germain cocktail. It’s a must-have for your bar to make your soirees extra special…and delicious.

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez

The Jazz Age Lawn Party had another go this weekend, but if you missed, don’t worry…come back next year and party with us!

Photo by Francis Rodriguez
Photo by Francis Rodriguez
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The Fitting Room Chronicles: Regrets…I’ve Had a Few

Ever had a moment inside the fitting room where you were trying something on that looks absolutely magical on the hanger, and you think it’s going to work out, but for whatever reason it just doesn’t? Perhaps you look more like a sack of potatoes with one crop too many, a zipper is being rowdy, or a thread is loose…Something seems off. So you leave it behind, thinking, “Oh well, maybe next time.” Your wallet may be feeling nice and hefty, but come sunset, your mind is overflowing with thoughts of that garment. Desire overpowers your senses.

You. Must. Buy. It. Anyway.

Except, when you go back the next day, it’s gone. Poof.

Gone.
Gone.

Here is one thing you must remember:

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Yes, I’ve had many thrifting regrets. There was that Kate Spade navy number made fit for a 1950s socialite. The floor-length gown with plenty of gold beading. The super delicate 1920s flapper dress with fading lace. The silky pink Oscar De La Renta pajamas.

You get the picture.

These things could have been mine. But for whatever reason, I didn’t think we were a match. But we were! And they ran off to another shopper, someone who believed in them. Someone ready to love without commitment issues.

Silly me.

Here’s a prime example:

You're in danger, girl.
You’re in danger, girl.

I found this floral dress by an unknown designer. When I tried it I thought, “Geez, I have that many rolls?” “How big is this thing?” “I’m feeling meh.” “Do I really need another black dress, former goth girl?” “Stephanie wearing florals, predictable much?” “Come on, Steph. That 20 bucks can go to something else. Like another amazing dress.”

Fool.

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The next day, I thought, “But wait! It’s perfect! It’s large enough to hide bloat during you know when!” “It’s florals, I love florals!” “Black everyday!”

When I went back, gone. We never had closure.

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Moral of the story? If you’re unsure whether a vintage piece really looks good on you or not, take plenty of photos from all sides. Really look at your images in the fitting room, while you still have the piece in your sweaty, unsure hands. Is there a part of you that still wants it? If so take it – remember, it’s one of a kind, so you may never see it again. If you feel nothing, well, let some other dame enjoy it.

But seriously, think about it and think hard before letting go. And if you do feel that sense of urgency to get the piece later on, go immediately to the store, no more than 24 hours since the last visit. You’ll have a better chance of retrieving it. However, be aware that someone else may have beaten you to it. This is a thrifting hunt we’re talking about.

I will get over it, eventually. But first, let me deal with my sorrow with some retail therapy.

Stop Staring: Part Two

In case you missed last week’s post, I am looking back at a pinup photoshoot I did with the lovely boudoir photographer Michelle Wild, along with makeup artist Nicole Francis.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

For the session, I wore vintage-inspired Stop Staring! couture (yes, with the exclamation mark).

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

For these photos, I wore a classic houndstooth wiggle dress, which as expected, hugged me in all the right spots.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

This dress seems to no longer be available at Stop Staring! but I do recommend the Billion Dollar Baby Dress in black.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

It creates a similar effect, and let’s be real, you can never have too many little black dresses.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

Hope you’ll join me for part three next week!

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

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Outdoor Rooftop Film Club at YOTEL

Another day, another rooftop.

Rooftop Film Club at YOTEL.
Rooftop Film Club at YOTEL.

As a full-time writer in New York City, I often get invited to new openings and of course, rooftops to check out. Seriously, there’s a rooftop for anything you can think of:

  • Want to impress friends with the best view of NYC ever? 230 Fifth is a must.
  • Need to cool off with the socialites at one of the most amazing pools in the city? Good luck getting a membership at the SOHO House (just ask Samantha Jones).
  • Looking to satisfy your craving for Mexican food, but prefer being out of Manhattan? Check out Alma in Brooklyn.

And those are just some quick ideas.

Seriously, don't be Samantha and get thrown out of SOHO House.
Seriously, don’t be Samantha and get thrown out of SOHO House.

Anyway, I was invited to check out the opening of the Outdoor Rooftop Film Club at futuristic YOTEL hotel on 10th Avenue (they have robots to handle your luggage!). This movie club, which started in the UK, is now being offered to New Yorkers looking to watch some of their beloved classics along with the glowing skylines. Also, let’s not forget all the tasty burgers, thirst-quenching cocktails, and yes, popcorn, to keep you company.

The Rooftop Film Club at YOTEL.
The Rooftop Film Club at YOTEL.

Some of my favorite movies being featured this summer at YOTEL’s Rooftop Film Club include “Some Like it Hot,” “Roman Holiday,” “Clueless,” and “The Notebook.” Bring some Kleenex for the last one. You’ve been warned. On the night I was invited, “Top Gun” happened to be playing.

Photo by Jordan Race.
Photo by Jordan Race.

What did I wear for the occasion? Luckily, I have some photos prior to the event because I later became too busy enjoying sangria and popcorn with the stars. For the occasion, I wore a shirt dress from H&M’s Conscious Collection. Not only is it super soft, but you’ll feel good too knowing that this collection serves to bring awareness on using natural resources responsibly, recycling older materials, and being ethical. You can read all about their “seven commitments” here. It’s wonderful.

Photo by Jordan Race
Photo by Jordan Race

You can get the same dress on H&M for $39.99.

Photo by Jordan Race
Photo by Jordan Race

In addition to my usual cat-eye sunglasses, which you can easily find on Etsy, I pair the dress with massively jeweled floral earrings, also from H&M. They seem to no longer be available on the site, but I’m really feeling these shimmering beaded chandelier earrings they currently offer for $5.99. You can also get the same cuff bracelet in silver or gold for $7.99.

Photo by Jordan Race
Photo by Jordan Race

There’s still time to go to the movies this summer…on a rooftop, of course! Score your tickets fast to the Rooftop Film Club here.

Photo by Jordan Race
Photo by Jordan Race

The Fitting Room Chronicles: The ’90s Are Back (Kinda)

The 1990s were all about collecting Trolls (the dolls, people!), attempting to wear baggy jeans a la Kriss Kross that were so huge, Jimmy Hoffa was probably hiding in them, Puka shells, and those jelly sandals that melted under the sun, along with your feet.

Thank the lord the 1990s are over.
Thank God the 1990s are over.

But not all of the ’90s were bad! We had the Spice Girls (Ginger will always be my girl), those pacifier necklaces that I apparently had in every color, all the babydoll dresses graced by Courtney Love, and plenty of Black Cherry or Toast of New York lipstick.

This is more like it.
This is more like it.

Perhaps I feel somewhat grossed out that the ’90s are considered vintage to some. I mean, I was alive in that era! I remember it well! That was like, 20 years ago! As if! Whatever!

Yup.
Yup.

Anyway…

On a recent trip to one of my favorite thrift stores in The Village, I found this blast from the past.

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TGI…S (it was Saturday).

Normally, I don’t go for cartoony prints or super body-hugging ensembles, but this was somewhat perfect. Back when I was a wee child of the ’90s, I remember bootleggers on the block selling these awesome Looney Tunes t-shirts that would go perfectly with Kriss Kross jeans. This reminded me of those and I was feeling rather nostalgic. Also, as super body-hugging as this outfit was, I felt like I was wearing one big t-shirt. Win.

Just me.
Just me.

Do I still think the ’90s are technically vintage? Not really. But I’m also pretty biased. Personally, anything between the ’30s-’60s is considered vintage to me, and then we’re entering retro territory (hello ’80s and ’90s). Maybe because these eras are nowhere near my lifetime and finding such pieces in near-excellent condition for a swell price is like discovering gold, they hold a greater status for me and such, can be members of the true Vintage club. Honestly, pieces from ’70s-’90s are super accessible at stores, and hello, I was alive during the ’90s! I remember grunge bands when they were still touring in Seattle!

But enough of all that. I’m just going to kick back with one of my favorite throwbacks right here:

Frasier fans, represent!
Frasier fans, represent!

Who knows, I might bring these back, too:

You're my butterfly, sugar baby.
You’re my butterfly, sugar baby.

Are you kidding me? No I won’t.

Stop Staring: Part One

There are many reasons why I’m obsessed with old Hollywood. But if you need me to narrow it down to just one, I will say this: I absolutely adore how breathtaking those dames were back in the day.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

These titillating bombshells have always fascinated me with their flawless features, never-ending curves, and those head-turning ensembles. Who wouldn’t want to transform into a head-turning pinup today?

I had the chance to do just that.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

I’ve done a few photoshoots for photographer friends, and truthfully, I tend to feel very shy and awkward during them, but it was a real treat to shoot with an all-female team. Working with photographer Michelle Wild and makeup artist Nicole Francis was an absolute pleasure. Somehow I channeled my inner screen siren and it felt completely natural to me.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

I provided my own wardrobe and I relied on Stop Staring! Clothing to make magic happen. If you’re not familiar with the vintage-inspired clothing line, then you must make an investment, like now.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

You’re certain to make temperatures rise with Stop Staring’s form-fitting wiggle dresses. They hug my figure to a point that it proudly flaunted them with ease. Those wiggle dress are dangerous indeed, but they will change your life.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

I wore Stop Staring’s Billion Dollar Baby dress in Red, but they also offer many other sinfully seductive pieces in the same hot shade. The opera gloves and coat are vintage, courtesy of Wild.

Photo by Michelle Wild
Photo by Michelle Wild

Look out for parts two and three on La Vintage Vida!