Even on the day of its soft opening, it was already obvious in what direction the Spring/Summer 2015 season in New York would be moving. But because it was so early, I decided to ignore all of that. The prevailing winds and the dominating trends. Instead I relished the simple joy found in the best types of summer clothing, which were all on display at
Whit. Vibrant and light and playful. Maybe moving west has made me a breezier person.
Or maybe it's just made me more accepting of breezier sensibilities.
Photos via
No comments:
Post a Comment