Want to know the fastest, sure-fire way to (1) ridding your body of a hangover and (2) hating yourself?
Well, that, and wearing pants in the summer (the hating yourself part).
It gets really, really hot in New York City — particularly in July and August. Like, the kind of hot where you’re sweating the moment you switch the tiny AC unit propped in your window to “off” and open the door in the morning.
I feel for the work-goers who have to head out in this heat everyday wearing a suit of sorts — and I really feel for those who have to do this and ride the subway. (The back sweat discussion is right this way.)
Thankfully, I work in a pretty lax office environment, so shorts and dresses are the seasonal norm. (I actually wore a similar version of this look not too long ago.)
But as I’ve mentioned, we don’t have in-unit washer-dryer units here in the city (most of us don’t, at least), so some days you’ve got to dip into your closet archives, pull on a pair of wax-coated denim and pretend like you don’t have sweat dripping to uncomfortable, unspoken depths of your lower body.
The same goes for that sixty-minute hot yoga cleanse, too.
Here’s hoping your neighbor doesn’t judge the rosé-scented smell seeping from your pores during half-moon pose.
*Wearing: Club Monaco vest (THE vest!), floral Loft blouse (also wearing this style on repeat), Joe’s Jeans wax coated denim (love this style and this style), Ann Taylor sling-back pumps (love this Kate Spade pair), 3.1 Phillip Lim medium Pashli satchel, Tory Burch sunglasses , Loren Hope earrings c/o Julia’s store, Lemon Stripes | *Beauty: YSL Rogue Volupte lipstick in Opera Rose (#29)
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