Thursday, January 17

Saying Goodbye

This past weekend, my very last weekend in New York was spent doing my favorite things.  Drinks with friends, brunch, shopping and I am embarrassed to say my very first visit to The Met.  

New York is one of those magical places I've found most people either love as much as I do or are baffled by how anyone can live there (let alone actually like it).  But, I must tell you, where else are you going to find a store that sells only hand-made stamps that also happens to carry your namesake, a bar that kicks you out at 10:00pm to make way for a party that includes one very large and custom-created ice luge, breathtaking original Van Gogh paintings, an H&M dress that looks suspiciously like a certain designers S/S 13' show at about 1/25th of the price and cookies the size of your face? 

I will miss you very, very much but can't wait for what's ahead.  Oh, and follow my instagram @ckorinch where you'll find most of the photos above, but you know in cooler filters and sometimes purposefully blurry edges.

XO Case

Saturday, January 12

Boot Cut

J Crew Jacket (old, but similar here), American Apparel Dress,  Vintage Boots (these are an amazing alternative)

Contrary to popular belief and unfortunately falsely portrayed in Sex and the City (my cinematic bible), New Yorkers do not traipse around in high heels –let alone manolo blahniks- day in and day out. 

One of my very favorite things to do in the city is walk around the west village.  What with the townhouses covered in creeping ivy, amazing restaurants and local coffee shops on every corner and the most darling little boutiques up and down Bleeker I find myself wandering to that side of town every weekend (weather permitting). 

And, as much as I try my feet simply refuse to be wedged, pinched and shoved into heels and suffer for miles.  I’ve found these are a great and much less painful alternative.  If it were possible I would absolutely be one of those girls who only wears heels a la Carrie Bradshaw.  Unfortunately I have thus far been unsuccessful not only in my heels-only policy but in my quest to secure even one pair of shoes (let alone an entire closet) of Carrie-esque high heels.  One day, one day.

XO Case

Monday, January 7

Over It

“I’ve decided to end things with my Ex.” 

Quoting a good friend of mine, I had to stop and re-read this line over g-chat today and ask myself: "If they're your Ex, shouldn't it have already ended?"  I’ve never personally been in the predicament when an Ex is not really an Ex but not really a significant other either and it struck me not only as odd (and admittedly a bit amusing), but also something many people are faced with. 

When I was dumped my college boyfriend and I decided to end things amicably right after Fall Semester I did what most girls probably do: refused to get out of bed for four days and started dressing significantly better once winter break was over.  It wasn’t that I felt particularly good about myself, I just wanted him to see what he was missing by discarding the sweat pants and hoodies and putting a little more effort into my wardrobe.  It didn’t end up working particularly well with said ex-boyfriend but it DID end up working on one mediocre Division III baseball player. 

Ex’s are a funny thing.  I can’t say I’ve ever had much success with mine but not only am I not one who enjoys goodbyes or long drawn out dramatics I also never dated ones who were really all that nice to me.  So, who am I to judge you and your Ex’s and when it ends/doesn't really end/is in limbo for several months?  I can only tell you I looked fan-fucking-tastic the first time I saw mine after the "breakup."  My recommendation for your first “I know I’m going to ‘run-into’ my ex tonight outfit” below (because let's be honest, that's where my mind usually immediately goes):

Girlfriend, I don't care if your only other plans that night were to sit at home and feel sorry for yourself. Your Ex thinks you are doing something so beyond fabulous he cannot even comprehend it (not hard in said outfit, trust me.)


Saturday, January 5

Burgundy Blues

Ray-Ban Sunnies, Vintage Scarf, Theory Coat (old), Intermix gloves, Zara skinnies (sold out but similar here), Marc by Marc Jacobs handbag

Christmas is over, depression has set in.  I can handle and deal with the blistering cold and icy winter winds in December when such weather means Christmas is upon us and the cold makes it feel just a tad bit more magical with the odd snow flurry.  Now dead trees litter the sidewalk and decorations are a thing of distant memories.  The magic is gone and I'm left trying any and everything to make myself feel better.  Which, at this point means wearing as many of the new clothes and accessories I've gotten for Christmas all at once in a single outfit. 

The bag was my Christmas present from the boyfriend.  A+ boyfriend.

So, tell me everyone what do you do to cheer yourself up after the holiday season comes to an end?

Friday, January 4


Skirt (Anthropolgie) , Top (Zara, old) but similar here

Happy 2013 everyone!  I wore this to NYE with the boyfriend and felt nothing short of magical.  There is something about this skirt that makes me feel like an over-the-top princess in training.  Or, at least, that's what the bouncer at Club Cashmere told me right before he gave me a big ol' kiss on the hand.   Which I happen to highly recommend, can you not think of a better way to start your new years than an unsolicited kiss from a stranger (I supposed it does depend a bit doesn't it)?  I hope you had a fantastic holiday and I look forward to sharing my adventures with you this coming year.  

Because this New Yorker is moving to Raleigh, North Carolina.  The land of khaki's, southern swoops and sweater vests.  Needless to say there was some blatant gawking of the tutu during my Raleigh NYE celebration.  Oh southerners, so much to learn...