Welcome to the Concrete Jungle

 

Welcomeee to the jungleeee! I dare you try to read that again without singing the song in your head. YEAH you know which one I’m talking about. For me, when I hear this song (or literally read the title) I’m immediately transported back to high school dance team. Despite my being 23 years old (I promise I wasn’t alive in the 80’s), this was the song that was blasted from the stadium bleachers EVERY single time our team scored a touchdown. Then would commence our victory sideline dance which hadn’t been changed in 20 years and included a whole lot of awkward hip slaps and pivot turns. But you know what, it was OK because we were winning!  

The reason I bring this story up isn’t that this shoot was literally inspired by the only green area in the concrete jungle of NYC, but because of what that this shoot reminded me of, feeling on top of the damn world. A feeling like this can only come from one thing, confidence. Although growing up a dancer was hard at times – physically and mentally – if there’s one thing it taught me, it was to be confident. When you’re performing on a weekly basis, you learn to thrive off of the energy of stepping out of your comfort zone, especially what that included a killer costume.

Like everyone, I have my moments of insecurity, but sometimes all you need is a fantastic outfit to renew your confidence and you’re ready to GO. I swear, I slipped on this kimono and I was ready to conquer the Iron Throne (or at least climb a forbidden water tower). 

Photography: J Goldberg Productions

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Vintage Vantage

 

When I discovered my love of vintage clothing I was a budding college student, lusting over the eclectic, almost majestic vintage looks I was seeing in the pages of W and Vogue. So I hit the “coolest” vintage shops I could find in Florida, and let’s just say I emerged more than a little disappointed. When you think of Florida, your mind doesn’t exactly jump to fashion, more like your Grandma’s retirement home and that one Spring Break you spent in the keys.

It only took me three years to finally discover the gem of a vintage shop in a field of Lily-infested sadness. I became obsessed with this one shop in Winter Park, Florida called Avalon Exchange which ultimately led me to the HEAVEN that is vintage shopping here in New York (especially in Brooklyn)! Let’s just say I certainly found my place in the city. Among my favorite stores include Known to Man, Beacon’s Closet (on 13th), Buffalo Exchange (on occasion), and 10 ft. Single by Stella Dallas.

The below outfit consists of vintage ‘90’ flared stretch pants (AKA the most comfortable item ever) plus a Topshop crop - because mixing the old with the new is the best way to update a look. I paired it with my low, chunky, nude sandals, and simple silver jewelry.

Leave a comment if you have any other favorite vintage stores I missed in this post!