An Afternoon with White + Warren

Honeys, I'm home! And in light of such, you get two--count them, two--blog posts today. As previously mentioned, I fear Florida didn't really cultivate my sick, sad mind so I'm doing as best I can to snap back into the swing of sets.

First on today's roster: a holler at White + Warren. 

As you can see, I am very attractive.

Whether we believe it or not, summer is technically around the corner. Granted, this is easy to forget what with the torrential downpour perpetually plagued upon New York City but, if anyone can divert our attention from the rain boots we're avoiding and keep our eyes on the prize--summer digs--it's the fun, airy, summer knits and linen pops of joy emerging from White + Warren.

I stopped over at the showroom couple weeks ago and I was wearing Valentino kitten heels. Irrelevant, but important.

In any case, I styled some looks and with every layer of ripped knit coming on to my body I couldn't help but gain some serious Montauk momentum. 

 See what I mean? Floppy hat for life.

As it happens, the clothing I was working with was inspired by Montauk. A collection after my own heart, I live. (Not die. What's so great about dying at fashion anyway, you can't enjoy it if you die.)

Peep the rest of our photos from the styling session and an interview with yours truly right here.