Closet Fix: January 2013   

Wednesday, January 30, 2013


I must admit that I've been anxiously awaiting the start of New York Fashion Week. I'm sure seasoned veterans who've already been there done that, would rather have an enema than frequent the plethora of shows throwing air kisses at colleagues all day long. 
Many old pros would rather scratch than watch skinny girls effortlessly make their way down the runway, since clearly they're just obnoxious reminders of their ever expanding fat ass, which P90X has yet to fix. 
However, I on the other hand would watch zombies walk down the runway as long as they were draped in any of the beautiful collections presented by my favorite designers. 
Maybe it's only a matter of time before the novelty wears off, but I can't see that happening as I would seriously give up my first born to a pack of wolves just to see pieces from the likes of Margiela and Wang glide down the runway.
To me, it's nothing short of amazing, on par with that time Sweet Baby Jesus turned water into that delicious wine, or that other time he walked on water. I'm talking biblical status.  
So, I can't wait, since for one magical week I get to indulge my deepest fashion fantasies in the city that I love surrounded by beauty in every direction, and some models too. 
Enjoy your day! Thanks for stopping by<3
Jacket: DIY (similar one herehereherehereherehere, & here)
Sweater: Forever21 (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Skinnies: Old Navy (similar one here & here
Bag: Urban Expressions (similar one here
Ankle Boots: Aldo (similar one here
Hat: Forever21 (similar one herehere, & here)  

Monday, January 28, 2013


A great sale will make you buy shit that you never had use for, don't need, and will only rock maybe once or twice, if at all. 
It's generally not until you get home when you realize that only an act of God will make you wear that purchase around the house let alone in public where people may actually see you, and are forced to conclude that you're a fucking moron based on the size of the moo moo or whatever get up you thought was a good idea at the time. 
Trust me, I've been there and the buyer's remorse is only intensified by the incredible amount of well deserved side eyes and blank stares I've gotten in said mistake. 
However, I recently came across an awesome deal on these Jessica Simpson ankle boots that I couldn't pass up, and I can attest to the fact that my love for them sustained even beyond the confines of the store where they were purchased. 
These bad boys have already gotten plenty of play, and for the time being will never see the back of my closet, the place where sad, lonely shoes go to die. 
Enjoy your day! Thanks for stopping by<3
Jacket: Forever21 (similar one hereherehere, & here
Skinnies: H&M (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Ankle Boots: Jessica Simpson (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Sweater: Forever21 (similar one herehere,& here)
Blouse: Forever21 (similar one here herehere,& here)
Bag: Forever21 (similar one herehere, & here)

Friday, January 25, 2013


 I can hardly believe that I was allowed into the same building let alone the same room as one of my style inspirations, June Ambrose. I mean, the insane amount of hours I've spent fixated on her work alone would at least denote a 500 feet restraining order and a taser just to be on the safe side.  
Thanks to Harlem Fashion Row who held an event featuring June Ambrose, I was able to breathe the same air as the style and fashion phenomenon all while hanging on to her ever word as if she was revealing the answers to the universe. 
While I still don't know where we come from, or why Michael Jackson only wore that one glove, I did find out that June Ambrose is amazing not only because of her tremendous eye for fashion, but her humility and grace is what truly makes her special in my eyes.  
There were no airs or pretentiousness as many in her position with all her accolades are prone to project to the chagrin of anybody unfortunate enough to be in their presence.
 Hell, even people with far less achievements walk around as if there's a very large stick wedged really far up their rectal cavity, which let's be honest would make even Mother Theresa, God rest her soul, a raging bitch, but I digress.   
Instead, June Ambrose couldn't have been nicer. She was so relatable and down to Earth even going far beyond what was expected of her to answer the questions of all her admires, as oppose to hightailing it off the stage the second her time was up. 
Such a great role model, as a lesser person would've thrown up the deuces and headed for the door. I'm so glad I was there to witness it, as I was inspired. 
Have a great weekend! Thanks for stopping by<3
Jacket: Forever21 (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Dress: TS (similar one herehereherehere,& here)
Wedge Boots: Zara (similar one herehere,& here)
Bag: Forever21 (similar one herehere, & here)

Monday, January 21, 2013


I spend a lot of time running around, and I use that term very loosely, because what I do is more akin to hobbling ever so painfully, and often in utter disgrace at my lack of grace in heels that certainly weren't made for walking or any type of movement that requires putting one foot in front of the other.  
Call me slow as I've been in this shoe game for more years than I care to admit or own up to, but I just haven't mastered the fine art of walking in heels without succumbing to the inevitable pain that accompanies anything 5 inches and up.  
So, in my down time, I choose comfort and reach for my wedge sneakers instead of spending my time off perpetrating a fraud and pretending that my dogs aren't barking in stilettos when clearly they've died, as the loss of feeling in 6 out of 10 toes can only signify nothing less.
I don't have time for that, at least on my down time that is, because any other time I would opt to chop those little piggies off if it meant squeezing into some sky high red bottoms also known as self esteem in a box.
Nevertheless, don't get me wrong, comfort isn't synonymous with frumpy or God forbid flats. Thanks to the ingenious wedge heel sneaker like these really cute pair by Daddy's Money I can still maintain my style and that height without jeopardizing my neck or sacrificing my pinky toes. Such a win win! 
Thanks for stopping by! Enjoy your day<3
Fur Vest: Zara (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Denim Jacket: Old Navy (similar one herehere, & here)
Shirt: Forever21 (similar one here & here)
Leather Pants: Target (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Sweater: Forever21 (similar one here & here)
Sneakers: Daddy's Money *Gifted(similar one herehere, & here)

Friday, January 18, 2013


A very simple way to add life into a drab winter wardrobe is by including graphic sweaters. This playful Closet staple is a cool way to express yourself and add your unique personality into your outfit, like here and here. Graphic sweaters can be found in an array of colors with various images that are sure to appeal to your personal style. That's what's so great about these must have pieces! Graphic sweaters are so versatile, and when paired with complimentary pieces, they can be worn on a variety of occasions, thus allowing you to achieve your Repeat FixBelow are two different ways I styled my graphic sweater.   
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Sweater: Forever21 (similar one hereherehereherehere,&  here)
Jacket: Target (similar one herehere, & here)
Shirt: H&M (similar one here & here)
Skinnies: Old Navy (similar one here & here
Pumps: Milanoo (similar one here)
Bag: Zara (similar one here & here)

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Sweater: Forever21 (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Skinnies: Target (similar one herehere, & here)
Boots: Steve Madden (similar one here
Clutch: Target (similar one here)
Jacket: Macys (similar here

Wednesday, January 16, 2013


Let me be the first to say that like Michelle Obama, Anna Wintour, and Kate Middleton, I too don't have any qualms about repeating an outfit as long it's cleaned accordingly, and bares no evidence of the drunken debauchery that went down.  
If it's good enough for those highfalutin broads with their disposable incomes and designers at their beck and call, it damn sure is good enough for my broke, struggling, barely making the rent, robbing Peter to pay Paul ass. 
Although I would love to be draped in a brand new couture gown and dripping in diamonds every time I left my house, that shit will never happen even if I took up residence on the local corner or purposely by accident leaked my own sex tape, as the girth of my backside certainly doesn't command millions.   
As such, by default, I'm left with making the best of what I got, which often means that things will be repeated, and worn within an inch of their lives in many cases, like this little number that made an appearance at many holiday parties and events last month. 
The point is there's no shame in my game as there's no sugar daddy in my life. Until then, I'll continue to focus on whether the outfit I'm wearing looks good on me as opposed to whether it's brand new. 
**FYI: Check out my Instagram and follow me @ClosetFix 
to see pictures from the Jones Magazine party, one of the events I wore this outfit to.
Thanks for stopping by! Enjoy your day<3
Dress: DIY (similar one herehereherehere, & here)
Ankle Bootie: Donald J Pliner(similar one herehere, & here)
Clutch: Forever21 (similar one herehere, & here)
Coat: DIY (similar one herehere, & here

Monday, January 14, 2013


Sometimes putting on a pair of skin tight skinnies that grab my ass just so, have a way of making me feel like a sex pot akin to the broads in those nudie magazines or skin flicks, albeit an immensely watered down version completely incapable of eliciting a rise.
Nevertheless, nobody couldn't convince me that I wasn't emanating sexual prowess and was completely deserving of at least a pity arousal or a good old fashion atta girl.  
Truth of the matter is, I felt the way I can only imagine women the likes of Halle Berry with their perfect everything just strut around knowing. 
While I on the other hand have to squeeze myself into a pair of skinnies, and all the stars have to be aligned ever so perfectly before I can even pull off a caricature version of sexy without completely embarrassing myself or triggering the gag reflex of mankind. 
Trust me I've worn far less and exposed way more body parts at the expense of my dignity and non-existent self respect, and still failed to capture the essence of sexy let alone the attention of a man. 
Spending your time making sure that your girls don't make an impromptu public appearance can have that effect, and immediately detract from one's Bar Refaeli moment, especially when self confidence is replaced by nightmarish thoughts of humiliating overexposure.
I've learned those lessons the hard way with entire nights spent tugging at and strategically placing fabric over areola trying to achieve bombshell status. But, the irony is, it doesn't take that much. A bit of confidence and a good pair of skinnies will suffice. 
Thanks for stopping by! Enjoy your day<3
Skinnies: Target (similar one here, here, here, here, & here)
Bag: Forever21(similar one hereherehere, & here)
Jacket: Forever21 (similar one hereherehere,& here)
Shirt: H&M (similar one hereherehere, & here)
Pumps: Urbanog (similar one here & here)

Wednesday, January 9, 2013


Where I come from, shit is real when the long winter coat makes an appearance. It can only mean one of two things.
 Either the wearer who in this instance is me, is trying to hide something ratchet, a la a first trimester foodbaby, or it's fucking brick ass cold outside.
Both prospects are equally demoralizing and soul crushing dream stealers, but in this instance I only have Mother Nature and her heavy-handedness to thank for this Keanu Reeves moment.
Enjoy your day! Thanks for stopping by<3 
Coat: Esprit (similar one herehere, & here)
Skinnies: Old Navy (similar one here & here)
Bag: Urban Expressions (similar one here & here)
Shirt: Forever21 (similar one here & here)
Bootie: Nine West (similar one herehere, & here

Monday, January 7, 2013


 My current go to skinnies are bursting at the seams figuratively, for the moment, and will literally come to fruition should I continue my inappropriate relationship with Dunkin Donuts.
I'm telling you, when it takes Cirque du Soleil like acrobatic prowess, and a whole lot of breath holding to put on the same skinnies that once required no effort, enough is enough. 
So, I'm officially taking steps to avert this head on collision with my fat jeans, and a one way ticket to low self-esteem.
Enjoy you day! Thanks for stopping by<3
Jacket: Barney's (similar one herehere, & here)
Skinnies: Forever21 (similar one herehere, & here)
Scarf: The Limited (similar one herehere, & here
Ankle Boots: Donald J Pliner (similar one herehere, & here)
Shirt: H&M (similar one hereherehere, & here
Bag: Zara (similar one herehere, & here)