From The Waist Up

People are always warning of weather being the great conversation killer, but in a city like New York, where the temperatures seem more hormonal and therefore volatile than a woman who hasn’t had her period in seven months and is therefore taking supplements to bring it back on but failing at that, it’s also hugely difficult to talk about anything else.

So maybe that’s our thing, right? If in LA, the great lament consistently surrounds traffic — that standstill, mind-numbing and invariably inescapable immobility that plagues all of its denizens, then here it has to be about the weather. And with a perpetually open dialogue on the weather comes what?

Ding! Ding! Ding!

A conversation on how you should dress.

Though it’s never new, it’s also never old because it changes so frequently and ferociously that even if you knocked yesterday out of the park with your high waist white jeans and backless shoes, black t-shirt and double breasted blazer, you could be all for naught today. Which is totally me projecting, by the way. So I’m going to make a proposition that besieges a more evolved nod to the lesson in layering to ensure that you don’t show up at work tomorrow wearing a jean jacket because you thought it was going to be steamy like Wednesday in spite of it having turned out feel more frosty like Thursday.

Focusing primarily on the region from your waist up, why don’t you consider at least three layers of top to be, uh, topped off with a vanity scarf to wear around your neck? An extensive treasure chest quietly prevails on such second-hand retailers as The Real Real and Vestiaire Collective.

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The gray-haired gentleman, shot by WWD, makes a case for the anterior scarf with a wool blazer worn over a vest (any vest) and white button down shirt while the lady to his right (by a click’s standard, at least) makes her a focal point over a grey sweatshirt (try a fair aisle sweater! What do you have to lose!) that could be used as a cloak for at least one t-shirt though two works, uh, too. Or three. Three, two.

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The following and final slide essentially abandons the rules of this post what with its singular, cotton button down blouse plus popped color but delivers a dose of heart with a pair of paint-splashed pants worth talking about and a set of shoulders, which seem to maintain a superpower dexterity to keep a jacket planted on them.

So, I heard it’s going to be 40 degrees tomorrow. Yikes.