In a New York state of mind- even in Puerto Rico!

Night 1 in PR
Shirt- Zara
Shorts- Zara

My favorite Sex and the City episode is the one where all the girls pile into a car to drive to a baby shower in Connecticut. All  four woman get into the backseat only to wonder- who the hell knows how to drive?! Being Manhattanites, driving is not necessary for the most part. They get to this shower where everyone is dressed in stepford wife frilly, colorful, floral dresses and each one of them were head to toe in black! They were looked at as though they were the Witches of Eastwick by the stepfords! 

Whenever I take notice of my friends and I in this situation, I cant help but to bring up this episode.

At my godsons recent christening, I wore black, his mother wore black and another close friend also wore black. Of course I had to refer to this episode. It's very New York-esque to wear black. It's chic and cold like the city we live in. The city we love.

In my efforts to break out of the black shell, I refused to buy anything black some years back. I infused color into my wardrobe. I had fun playing around with prints and patterns. I refused to be yet another girl in black. Back in the day- I used to go out with a group of girls 10 deep. We actually referred to black pants as our going out uniform! That is until I decided to break the mold. I was sick of looking like everyone else and feeling like I was a grieving Italian woman that lost her husband. It was nice for a while having a touch of color in my life.
                                                                                                                                                                               For some reason, I found my way back home...to black- mostly grey. I cant keep my hands off anything grey.  I love a crisp white shirt thrown up in the mix too.

Night 2 in PR
Romper- Urban Outfitters

So we get to Puerto Rico and I'm so excited to get dressed. I haven't really shopped in a while before the trip and I missed my favorite pastime like a recovering addict. There's a feeling I get inside when I shop that must be similar to how an addict feels. That rush...the excitement in the belly...not knowing where to look first, not knowing where I'll score next- or if I'll score at all. Its such fun. My outfits mostly consisted of dark components. And I brought booties. To Puerto Rico. Some may have frowned upon it- I embraced my somewhat wintry mix of shorts meets booties!   It was a bit of home mixed with a bit of vacation.

As I entered the bar area of The El San Juan and Casino, I'm greeted by a variety of bright colors that were so perfect and fitting for a place like this. Sexy heels, beautiful dresses- in all different colors and patterns. I attempted the colorblocking look- and don't get me wrong- I LOVE it. I just didn't do it. I stuck to my roots. I don't wish I had strayed nor do I have regrets over my vacation looks...I was reminded of that Sex and the City episode all over again.

As people talked to us- they said (not asked) "your from New York, right". Was it the way I spoke or what I wore that gave it away?

Night 3 in PR
Dress- BCBGeneration

So my last look wasn't black or grey, but it doesn't scream I'm in Puerto Rico either! I think what matters most, is that I was comfortable in what I wore- not as in comfortable shoes, as in comfortable in my own skin. The outfits were me. I didn't look like anyone else- and I'm okay with that. I actually prefer it. I've done the black, done the trendy, done the tight...now, I'm just doing me-and I like it.