{TRAVEL DIARY} Festival Style

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Thakoon romper and See by Chloe bag via Rent The Runway Unlimited (c/o, sign up here and you will receive $20 off your first order!) // White House Black Market mules (c/o) // Slate Jewelry cuff via Rocksbox (c/o) // Alex and Ani gold and silver bracelets (c/o)

You may be sick of hearing about Coachella or recovering from FOMO with the rest of us that couldn’t attend, but it’s still festival season. That means festival style is still going strong.

While I didn’t make it to Coachella, I was fortunate enough to be in New Orleans during Jazz Fest this year. I haven’t gone to an all day festival in close to a decade, so I took style notes from the Coachella crowd and rented this romper and boho cross body bag from Rent The Runway. Cute, right?

Well, not the least bit practical for anything other than a nice dinner in the French Quarter. Little did I know that was the complete opposite of what to wear to THIS festival. I was warned by the locals to wear closed toed, comfy shoes and not anything too nice. There were crazy thunderstorms during most of the day I attended, and as a result the grounds were a wet, muddy mess, so I was glad I followed this advice.

In reality, I wore my (former) Puma white sneakers that were covered in so much mud that I ended up leaving them in NOLA. My cute Vagamundo dress ended up covered by a garbage bag-like poncho with “Bourbon Street” written all over it, and its ink smudged all over my wet arms. I thought it was a great move to wear a hat to protect from the sun, but it just kept blowing off in the wind and the poncho hood didn’t fit over it. The whole outfit was a big fat fail, but at least I wasn’t one of those folks that ended up bare-foot because their flip-flops wouldn’t allow them to move through the swamp-like mud.

For now, I’ll stick with this festival style outside of the music festivals and next time I go to Jazz Fest, I’m wearing a tee, denim shorts, cheap rain boots, a smaller/less nice hat, a bigger bag that fits bug spray, sunblock, and a real poncho. Festival or not, I’ll still stick with my boho beachy hair though.

 

 

 

 

{TRAVEL DIARY} NOLA Style

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Reformation dress // Soludos sandals // Janessa Leone hat // vintage bag via Amarcord at the Artists & Fleas // Alex and Ani gold and silver evil eye bracelets (c/o)

I apologize for the lack of posts lately, but I attempted to take a vacation after a stretch of non-stop styling work for the past few months. We could have escaped to somewhere on a beach and we thought about exploring somewhere like Nashville, but my heart keeps pulling me back to one of my favorite cities in the world, New Orleans.

It happened to also be Jazz Fest while visiting, so it added a whole new experience to our trip. We also explored with a family friend who’s a local to the city and showed us “the real NOLA,” including being second line (marching behind a band down the streets) in an impromptu parade in memory of Prince, traveling to the North Shore and hiking through the Bayou swamps, and even attending an experimental jazz show at the former US Mint with local jazz legend, Kidd Jordan.

One of the things that I regretted not doing while here previously, was having brunch at the famous Commander’s Palace. Last time the hubby was wearing shorts, so they turned us away with their strict old fashioned Nola style dress code, which is surprising in the land of both natives and tourists wearing cargo shorts and tie dye t-shirts.

This time, we suited up. He wore a button down and dress pants (sans jacket, as it was 85 degrees and jackets are only required for dinner) and I wore this Reformation dress that is so perfectly me that my assistant Elenita commented recently, don’t you already have a dress like that? I also wore my new evil eye bracelets, gifted to me on a recent shoot for Alex and Ani that I styled, that feel in line with this spiritual voodoo town.

We enjoyed sitting in the back garden room and eating the food that made Emeril famous, along with 25 cent martinis. While it’s touristy, and the hubby is convinced we were seated next to the Spin Doctors, it’s a “Nawlins” experience not to be missed.

Stay tuned for more of my travels to New Orleans and where to go here. 

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