Dear Banana Republic,
I am trying to save money. (Famous last words tho.) But I really, really do need this dress. And this handbag, which I can hear a chorus of angels singing every single time I zoom in on it. And these gloves are my destiny. I know it. I feel myself getting internally distressed contemplating a future without them.
Normally I would just walk away and try to find cheaper alternatives elsewhere and/or wait for a sale but 40% off today on everything is making me face some very real life decisions also my birthday next week isn’t helping matters either…*
*However, I would not pair that dress with those shoes in real life - never not ever.
Two more days till Banana Republic launches their Anna Karenina capsule! If you can hold out on making a purchase (and all the power to you on this one) until November 1st, I recommend taking part in the BR After 5 event in stores and online. 25% off of full-priced items with 35% off for cardmembers and complimentary drinks in stores.
If only they could send a cocktail through my laptop screen…
I didn’t like Girls when I first started watching it. And as usual, the first person to call me out on my dislike for the show was my brother, Earl. “I never, ever take you seriously when you say you don’t like something because sure enough I know that in a week’s time you will like it and you won’t hate it and you’ll be obsessing about it all the time.”
I wound up liking Girls more than I ever imagined I would. I feel like the last episode had a lot to do with that. The scene where Hannah walks over to the beach and eats the piece of wedding cake alone in the sand yet seems perfectly content being alone? I watched that scene, and that episode, at least three times the night it aired on HBO. But it was the wardrobes of the characters that grew the most on me, particularly the style of Jessa Johansson played by Jemima Kirke. Jessa is one free-spirited, cool cucumber who walks around brazenly stating she cannot be smoted, "I am unsmotable!" and has a seriously awesome wardrobe that toes the line between thrift store rags meeting bohemian riches.
Why do I refer to her as my “secret” style icon then? Has to be the bohemian factor. I can’t do the thrifted ‘n thrown together look even though I really have tried in the past to embrace fringe and feathers and messy updos that look glamorous. My style is much more akin to Marnie’s actually - ye olde Banana Republic and LOFT shopping sprees. I am so envious of any girl who can make looking like she just rolled out of bed and put on any old hat and jacket work. You know what happens when I roll out of bed? I have to immediately blow-dry my bangs from last night. While I’m sleeping, they get ridiculously bedhead-y and separate down the middle mysteriously and then the rest of my hair crimps up like it’s the fucking 1990’s all over again. Jessa’s hair is just as long as mine and I doubt she spends 45 minutes with it every morning like I do.
Some of my favorite Jessa hits include:
Fedora, scarf, and velvet coat. Makes me crave autumn so bad.
This huge gold cuff bracelet paired with a super casual top.
The fact that she wore a see-through white dress with a bright pink bra and underwear set underneath it and a magenta kimono with a crazy braid to babysit in.
Smoky eyes, berry lips, and a bun. This is full-on facial inspiration to me.
This is clearly how you dress for a party that you hope will be the best party ever, even if you are told by other party guests that it looks like you’re wearing taxidermy.
I love the crimson color of the robe paired with the huge headphones. This is probably the only Jessa look I could copy and actually pull off.