SOBBING ON FIFTH: What We're Wearing

Friday, December 7, 2012

What We're Wearing

I admit it, I'm lazy and I never feel like washing my hair. Shut up, judgmental, you're not supposed to wash it everyday. Yes, I love to have glossy clean hair (feel free to come over and wash it for me) but I don't like having to wash it, and dry and style it. I guess it comes from growing up having your own personal stylist and then having her cruelly yanked away. Bottom line, it still needs to be done. This morning I hopped into the shower with an oily head that needed some TLC. I used Yes To Carrots Scalp Relief Shampoo and Conditioner. It removed oil, product and now I have shiny clean hair.

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Perfectly Glossed Kisses,

Sutton

Everyday it's boots. Boots, boots, boots. Because I have to wear tights in the winter and I'm still awkward turtles about wearing tights and flats that are anything but black. But today I was determined to wear my Miu Miu loafers. It's been far too long. I miss them so. And every time I open my closet I see them looking at me with those big, sad eyes - well, crests - and it breaks my heart. Even when flats are chosen, they watch the YSL loafers get chosen over them time and time again because they are black, when the Miu Mius know they are far more comfortable. Today I planned my outfit all around my shoes, so Miu Miu and I could have a special day together. I teamed them with my super-comfy Topshop gold sweater and an extremely old blue lace skirt from Urban Outfitters that requires stealth layering because it's annoyingly sheer - something I didn't find out until this year so apparently I've been wearing it for years just sheer. Awesome.

Handbags & Hugs,

Astor

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Our Story

We are Sutton and Astor Van Brigsby. We were born and raised on Park Avenue, a mere hop, skip and 30-second ride with our driver, Morton, from Fifth Avenue. Oh, yes, there was a time when our daily shopping trips were what chick-flick montages were made of – sales assistants scurried at our beck and call, we did lots of twirling in front of fitting room mirrors without spilling our glasses of champagne, and doormen helped Morton help us into the car with stacks of hatboxes – which had shopping bags of clothing and shoes inside of them, because we’re not really into hats. But our designer RTW-filled reality came crashing to a traumatizing end when our father went ballistic one day – WHY we do not know – and cut up our credit cards. Apparently, it bothered him that we had spent his secretary’s annual salary in one trip to Bergdorf. He completely cut us off, I mean stone cold. With the exception of health insurance, cell phone bills, cable and electricity, we are COMPLETELY on our own. Left to our own devices to stay as well dressed as before but on a salary that doesn’t even compare to our past allowance. So, I, Astor, took a job in fashion and Sutton took a job in beauty. It is all we know and love, after all, and we figured that way we would have our bases covered with discounts – what else is a girl to do? If you’re like us, trying to keep a closet stocked with the kind of stuff Bill Cunningham will notice you in on a less-than-desirable salary, join us, won’t you? We’ll support each other, we’ll have cry fests over things we can’t have – and we’ll come up with ways to make the number of those things less and less by hunting sample sales, scouring the internet for discounts and even DIYing up our own versions. We WILL get through this together.

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Friday, December 7, 2012

What We're Wearing

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