HAIR: I go to
John Barrett, specifically the braid or ponytail bar. If I want a va-va-voom, “just walked out of a Dolce ad” blowout, I ask for Vincenzo.
MAKEUP: I usually have
Glamsquad come to the apartment. If I do my own, I reapply
NARS tinted moisturizer and
YSL Touche Éclat, then either apply mascara and
NARS Blondie shadow on lids (it’s a sandy brown) and nude lip or nude eyes (I like to use a super pale, almost blond eyebrow gel on my lashes to de-emphasize them, which I know is weird) and red or berry on lip (NARS Trans Siberian Red and
Scarlett Empress or
Tatcha Kyoto Red).
NAILS: Jin Soon on Jones Street! I alternate between
Essie Twin Sweater Set and
Macks for fall, and then use one of those multicolored glitter polishes, like
Deborah Lippmann Happy Birthday, for New Year’s Eve.
FRAGRANCE: If I want to feel ladylike and put together,
Chanel No 5. If I’m going somewhere I think I’ll meet guys,
Santa Maria Novella Vanilla (because I read somewhere dudes can’t resist the smell of vanilla—maybe because they like chicks who can bake?). If I want to feel cool and independent,
Le Labo Fleur d’oranger 27, which is kinda unisex.
STYLE: In general, I wear a lot of Dries Van Noten. I’ll wear flats because it’s less expected, and if I can’t be comfortable around my girlfriends, what’s the point? For evening, I’ll carry my everyday
Smythson zip pouch if I’m going somewhere casual, my psychedelic black-and-silver swirl Dries envelope if it’s glam/cool, and my
Edie Parker box clutch if it’s fancy.
IN YOUR CLUTCH: When I was in college a million years ago, a girlfriend taught me MILK—money, ID, lipstick, keys. Now I guess it’s iMILK—iPhone, money, ID, lipstick, keys.
SOUNDTRACK: Whitney Houston “I Want to Dance with Somebody,” Cher “Believe,” and Bob Seger “Hollywood Nights.” Dancing and getting ready occur simultaneously.
RESTAURANT: ABC Cocina,
Piadina,
Narcissa,
Roberta’s—basically anywhere we can get in that’s not going to be a hassle and will allow us to talk and solve the world’s problems.
PAST-BEDTIME SPOT: Top of the Standard.
NIGHTCAP: Fernet Branca, and tacos from El Idolo taco truck or a veggie-topped slice from the last pizza shop I pass on the way home.
TRAVELING IN STYLE: I’m notorious for wanting to walk everywhere. If I can’t walk, I take the subway. If I can’t subway, taxi. If I can’t taxi, Uber.