How did the hipster burn her tongue? She ate her pizza before it was cool.
Okay, so apologies for the lame joke, but I needed an entrance to this post. I was recently approached about a new start-up that launched about two weeks ago. It’s called Crowdemand* and the concept is pretty cool, especially if you’re in to fashion. I’ll explain more in a moment, but the whole company is based on getting exclusive looks, in limited quantities, from top fashion designers. And I started thinking: is there a whole “hipster” mentality coming to take the premium fashion world by storm? I hope so. Here are three companies that are signaling the onset of the invasion: Read the rest of this entry
Ladies and gentlemen, I wore flats to a Lower East Side bar on a Saturday night. Now, to clarify, I did not do this on purpose. I left my apartment in spiked Sam Edelman heels. But about 10 minutes into being at the bar, I literally thought I was going to start crying from the pain. And I was NOT sober, so you know it had to be bad. I ended up switching into my spare flats and realized a few very important things that might make me reconsider my shoe choices (hahahaha just kidding…). Read the rest of this entry
I recently had a conversation with a coworker who was talking about starting a blog, and it reminded me of my long discarded attempts at starting (and never publishing) my own blog. Once upon a time ago, I dreamed of being the next Carrie Bradshaw — without the rent controlled apartment but with, arguably more valuable, the ability to form a declarative sentence. And the shoes. The shoes would be mine.
But then I woke up and realized I was a workaholic. I had made a new dream and I was pushing myself every day to accomplish it. So now that I’ve earned VP title at an amazing social media agency, it’s time to go back to those old dreams.
And thus, I bring you Hipster in High Heels. My first foray into personal blogging. This will be indulgent, laden with photos of shoes, recounts of my New York City adventures and of course, soaked in snarky observations of life.
This is my first post. As the true -aholic I have become, I’m earning my chip of desire.
Goal 1: Don’t fall off the wagon