What I Wore in A Week and the New York City Film Festival

I’m writing you right now from an Amtrak train headed to DC. I desperately wanted to enjoy my first Friday without class by going home. I was at a Luxury Education Foundation breakfast at Estee Lauder earlier this morning…so I’m way more overdressed for the train than I find acceptable.

This week’s WIW post is interesting. My godsister, over at the Tattooed Vintage, is incredibly stylish and amazing at vintage and consignment shopping.  She pulled a few pieces for me a while back and I finally got to wear one of them in this week’s post.

Let’s get to the clothes, and then I’ll tell you why this week was interesting…

So this week was interesting clothing wise because it seemed like the events and dress codes were all over the place.  The second day posted, I had 2 minutes to get dressed. I mistook the start time for a class and had to get from my couch in my pajamas to my accounting class in under 15 minutes, and I live a 20 minute train ride from school. This is when I learned how important it is to have similar pieces near one another.  Granted I look like someone from Kanye West’s fashion show, in all my drab colors and olive green, but some how it worked. I had a lot of company events or informational meetings, so that’s why you see more blazers than usual. Also, the weather was all over the place, but again I got to do layers.

The outfit at the end is what I wore to the premiere night of the New York City Film Festival. I wanted to go for something visually interesting in a crowd, and that had a bit of conversation starting elements to it.  Those things on the sleeves are hand done sequins and beading, and I can’t tell you how many compliments I get on that sweater. It also came in super handy when the temperature dropped big time leaving Lincoln Center that night.

A quick plug, I got to see The Walk that night.  When I tell you that visually it was stunning, I’m hardly ever going to be able to do it justice in this post.  Also, if you are afraid of heights, like me, be prepared to white knuckle your way through it. Not since 127 Hours had I had so much anxiety watching a film.  But above anything it’s a beautiful story about following your dreams, and believing grand, extravagant dreams for yourself. It’s a beautiful film, and a wonderful love letter to New York City.

I hope you check out the movie, I promise you won’t be disappointed, unless you hate good movies…then just go watch Pluto Nash.



Feminism Flashback

I had a sneaking suspicion that today I would be exceptionally busy.

So as a precaution, I decided to throw back to a post from 2014 that still holds relevant as I head into business school orientation.

Hope you like it, and stay tuned for a NEW post Wednesday!

Now for a little lesson on “The F Word”…


As I embark in to the business/financial world I find the issue of appearance and what’s “appropriate” coming up with my peers and mentors…I remember my Riordan GMAT teacher says, “everyone dresses like they’re going to a funeral for recruiting events.”

I find it interesting that in order for a woman to be taken seriously she must dismiss their personal style in favor of being taken seriously.

My mom always taught me that feminism isn’t a linear scope, that the point of feminism is to give a woman the right to choose whatever she wants in life.  I think far to often feminists, judge other women in the scope of what we are comfortable with.  A feminist can be Dita Von Teese, Beyonce, Gloria Steinem, Jane Goodall, and Hilary Clinton.  Feminists walk across pageant stages, sit in the pages of magazines, work on construction sites, or can be stay at home moms.  Like in that movie “Mona Lisa Smiles,” when Julia Stiles’ character decides not to go to graduate school and instead wants to get married and have a family (hopefully I got the plot line right).  But she explains to Julia Roberts’ character that she is a feminist, and that means she has the right to choose whatever life path she wants, there is no right or wrong choice.

I came across two amazing articles a while back about White Privilege, Feminism, and Beyonce (I’m a woman of color and the issue of diverse feminist voices is another hot bed issue that rumbles around in my thoughts from time to time…and finding a way to incorporate Beyonce in to a current event post is a win all around) and recently an article in Elle Magazine called, “Why Can’t a Smart Woman Love Fashion,” piqued my interest.

I hope you take a moment to read both of these articles, and I would love to hear your thoughts on them.



Update: I was reminded after I published this that today is International Women’s’ Day…what a fitting post to mark the occasion!