Right now, at this very moment, I want to wear long dresses, slightly less long circle skirts, really bright colors, wacky prints, red red red, and frankly whatever the Mulleavy sisters tell me I should wear. Here are my favorites from New York:
I'm dying over the 1940s vibe on the first and third here: the flowing cuts, the war bride/secretary silhouettes. The sheerness and sprightly little polka dots, that perfect shade of green. Mmm.
Shout-out to leopard print done perfectly (it has to either be fur or gold, that's the rule I just made up right now) and the 'don't mind me I'm chillin' in my pumpkin-colored sweater' party happening as well.
I tend to be moodily resistant to the nineties revival (probably because I spent most of the nineties being moodily resistant) but I'm feeling their approach here. If something must be dug up from that era, let it not be the floral dresses that looked awkward then and still look awkward now, let it instead be a midriff cut that bares only the ribs, and slinky dresses cut across so low it looks like the sleeves aren't even attached. Perfect.
I would wear a red floor-length sequined dress every day. Fact. (Okay, and a red jacket over it when it gets cold. Done.)
Dance clubs in reality: women in Forever 21, cheap satin, and BCBG, men that look like people I wouldn't want to date.
Dance clubs in my imagination: women in Altuzarra, men that look like Nicolas Hoult.