October 12, 2017No Comments

nyc gems: fairfax

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OUTFIT DETAILS: Tortoise & Blonde glasses // Sezane top (similar) // Cornelia Webb earrings (similar) 

There's something particularly charming about the intersection of West 10th and West 4th — Bar Sardine on one corner with its big windows that swing open in the summer, Empellon tacos with its dark and intriguing doorway, and of course Fairfax, bursting at the seams with gorgeous plants from end to end. Now that I'm newly 21 (finally!), I've been meaning to grab a glass of wine from Bar Sardine, but I always seem to find myself needing coffee and a bite to eat in the middle of the day (I'm a super boring 21 year old; I usually head home and make dinner at night!).

This is where Fairfax comes in. The former Perla — still in the same family — has arguably mellowed out a bit, and is now open for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. The space feels more open and casual, perfect for hunkering down for a morning of working on your laptop and sipping on too many almond lattes, like Krystal and I did. But it also doubles as a cozy date night spot, offering a great glass of wine + entree deal until 6:30pm and a huge drink list.

Krystal and I were so happy when we finally made it to Fairfax, taking up a little corner of bar space for our work station, grabbing delicious smoked salmon toasts and yogurt and, of course, the lattes. The staff was kind and accommodating, and we had a little too much fun with the gorgeous light that streams in through the windows. The only gripe we had with the place was the tiniest thing possible: if the staff at Fairfax is reading this, double check the spelling of Neil Diamond on your receipts! 😉

Everything about the space, the food, the ambiance of Fairfax was perfect — if you're in the West Village and in need of a casual, adorable spot, head here immediately. You might even spot us hanging here on Friday mornings, so say hi!

Photos and words by Nora Varcho

October 5, 2017No Comments

nyc gems: the breslin at the ace

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If you ever find yourself in the Flatiron district after having done what one does in the Flatiron district — look at the Flatiron building — and are craving something a little bit more, but you're not sure exactly what, I have a little advice for you: go to the Ace Hotel.

Coffee? They've got it — a little Stumptown is attached to the hotel, with lovely natural light and a great latte. Cool space? Check — the lobby is huge and filled with tables for getting work done and couches for lounging. Food? Yes, in spades: The Breslin at the Ace is the perfect place for a cozy comfort meal — proudly "meat-centric," the menu is artisanal and seasonal, comfortable and welcoming. When Krystal and I visited, we indulged in the Scotch egg, a lovely salad, and some delicious grilled cheeses. It was the perfect place for a midday pause, and it would also be great for pre-dinner drinks.

So, next time you're in the neighborhood and either don't want to wait in line at Shake Shack or don't want to wait in line at Eataly, just head a couple blocks north and hunker down at The Breslin for a warm welcome, strong drinks, and delicious grub.

Photos and words by Nora Varcho

September 21, 2017No Comments

nyc gems: the new sézane

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Last spring, I studied abroad in Paris. It was my first time abroad, I barely knew the language (meaning I had one semester of Elementary French under my belt, so I didn't know the language), and I had no close friends going with me. It was an intense and beautiful experience — tough at some points, like watching my friends back in New York enjoying an early spring in the city, and rewarding at others, like when I could finally easily navigate the metro. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time on my own. Reading in cafes (shoutout to my favorite coffee shop, Cafe Oberkampf!), strolling in parks (seek out La Promenade Plantée — like a Parisian High Line), and taking photos in different neighborhoods (Le Marais! Always Le Marais!) were all activities I did solo.

One place I had on my list to visit before I even arrived in France was the brick-and-mortar store for the French brand Sézane. I had coveted their collaboration with one of my other favorite brands, Madewell, and knew I had to see their gorgeous L'Appartement in person. I remember walking aimlessly around the second district one rainy afternoon and literally stumbling upon the store. It was gorgeous, imposing, and alluring, tucked away on a picturesque corner. And, for all the exploring I had done on my own, I almost couldn't bring myself to go inside. I knew, without even stepping in, that this was an experience that was meant to be shared.

I didn't go in that time — I think the store actually ended up being closed when I gathered the nerve to walk up to the door. However, I returned not long after, on a lovely, sunny weekend day with one of my friends. Walking inside went beyond any expectations — the store was huge, airy, and unbelievably chic. I felt like I was literally in a stylish Parisienne's closet. It was nearing the end of my tenure in Paris, and I had saved up some euros to treat myself before I left. I knew this was the perfect place — inherently French and, thus, inherently timeless. I picked out the perfume (still one of my favorite scents to date) and a navy leather wallet (I had my purse and wallet stolen earlier in the year!). They were the perfect little trinkets to remind me of my time in France.

Long story short, I was elated to find out that Sézane has finally opened a store right here in NYC! You can shop the entire collection in yet another iteration of their gorgeous spaces, over on Elizabeth Street. Krystal and I visited during Fashion Week, and it's absolutely charming. A little piece of Paris in New York.

So, if these photos don't convince you, take a look at their Fall Lookbook and just try to resist a trip. Grab a beret and your favorite French girl inspiration and head straight there!

xx

Nora

September 14, 2017No Comments

nora’s nyc gems: citizens of chelsea

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Let's face it: Fashion Week is crazy. As fun and glamorous as it always is, it's also physically exhausting and mentally draining, running from show to show and keeping on a tight schedule, late night events giving way to early morning meetings. It's also super hard to fit in important things like proper sleep, hydration, and, of course, food. Sometimes it's hard to even find the time to eat a granola bar, let alone sit down for a big lunch.

So, with fashion week coming to a close, it's time to put you first again, and that starts here, at Citizens of Chelsea. Tucked away on 25th St and 9th Ave, the light and airy space is perfect for a midmorning brunch session with your closest friends. The food is healthy and delicious — they are famous for their Smashing Avocado toast (of course the spot is Aussie-run), which, pictured here, is absolutely divine. Don't forget to add a poached egg and snap a pic when you do. Their bircher muesli is the perfect sweet compliment to the savory toast, and definitely get a latte in one of their pretty blue cups. The space is huge, so it's not too hard to find a seat, but be careful — on weekend afternoons, the wait can get crazy!

Go enjoy some leisure time over a beautiful brunch and let me know how you liked it!

xx

Nora

September 7, 2017No Comments

nora’s nyc gems: the elk

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Krystal's outfit: Sézane top and jeans (visit their new flagship NYC store, opening today 9/7 on Elizabeth Street)

 

I'm going to make a bit of a bold claim: West Village is at its best around 5pm on a cool, rainy afternoon. No, not at 8am on a sunny spring morning, or at midnight in the middle of a wild winter storm. 5pm, in between bouts of drizzle and downpour, on a September evening, is when the village is at its most lovely.

I think it’s something about the way rain scatters people — everyone is either huddled under an umbrella or holed up inside, so the streets are hushed and open. You’ve given up on your own umbrella, as it’s not really raining hard enough to justify its use (you know that rain that’s more of a mist than anything else? That’s New York rain) and you’ve passed the point of caring. I think it’s something about the click of your heels against the sidewalk as you round the corner of West Fourth and Charles Street, past the staff having a family meal inside Mary’s Fish Camp before dinner service opens. The sound of your heels mixes with the clinking of glasses of champagne at Bar Sardine, celebratory midweek bubbly best enjoyed inside, but with the windows open to let the cool breeze float in. I think it’s definitely something about the air — fresh and clean in a way New York air never is, and yet smoky with a hint of Santal 33 ghosting past you like a stranger you thought you might’ve known.

West Village in the rain at dusk is the red-lipped woman whose eyes are hidden in the shadow cast by her wide-brimmed black and white hat as she crosses the street in front of you, or is it actually just time that is in black and white when the clock strikes a certain hour? You’re jolted back into color when a bright yellow cab appears seemingly out of nowhere to silhouette you in a shock of white light. Did you look both ways before you crossed?

It’s something about sneakily peering into the warmly lit windows of the monstrous homes that line the cobblestone streets, furniture and art and staircases and back gardens and children setting the table for dinner visible only when it’s just dark enough to switch on lamps all over the house. The children are inside because it’s witching hour, where what is real is not, where men in full three-piece suits wander past you with a tip of their hat, where fuzzy jazz music drifts from what you’re sure is the sky and right down into your palm so that you can carry it in your pocket from block to block. It’s that feeling of having your headphones in and not just feeling like you’re in a movie but knowing you’re in a movie. This can’t be real life. Can it?

West Village in the rain at dusk is pure magic.

I’ve thought about this far too often because, far too often, I find myself wandering through the village on days like this, usually on my way to The Elk to meet Krystal or to just sip coffee and read a book on my own. The Elk is the perfect accompaniment to a rainy West Village afternoon — delicious drinks, incredible food, and a warm atmosphere that relieves that nervous, exciting tension that builds up in your chest, walking there through the enchanted village. Before I even moved to New York, The Elk was actually already on the top of my list of places to visit, and over the years it has never let me down. Be sure to order the egg sandwich (hands down the best breakfast sandwich I’ve ever had) or the market rice bowl with extra avocado. Hold your coffee tight to defrost your hands, crack open a book about the magic of New York, and begin to figure out what is your West Village.

September 1, 2017No Comments

nora’s nyc gems: loosie’s kitchen

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Happy September!

It's getting to be that time…

Nights are getting a little bit cooler, days aren't overwhelmed by humidity, and you can comfortably sit outside without sticking to chairs/benches. Fashion week is around the corner, pumpkins will be popping up everywhere, and hot drinks will become the norm again. Knock on wood, but I think fall is on its way to NYC.

I'm just going to come out and say it — I'm not a summer person. I love the freedom feeling that comes with summer, and I love the relief it brings after horrible winters and unpredictable summers. But, as a girl with thick, frizz-prone hair, I absolutely despise swampy midsummers in New York, where there's no relief to be found except by sitting directly in front of an air conditioner. I also hate the feeling of sweat dripping down my neck while I wait for the train at West 4th Street (can anyone relate?!). Maybe it's partially because my birthday is in September, but I much prefer the temperate climate of autumn, the colorful changing of leaves, abundance of sweaters and coats and booties…pumpkin spice everything (yes! it's good! let's move on…), apple cider at farmer's markets and apple picking upstate. Fall dreaming is real right now.

So, with Labor Day just this weekend, I figured it'd be the perfect time to start the buy now, wear later search for all your fall necessities. Check out my picks below to see what you'll be wearing when we're all clinging to al fresco dining come October.

In other news, the photos above are from Loosie's Kitchen in Williamsburg — part of a new ongoing series here on TTT featuring some of our favorite spots around the city. Louse's Kitchen/Cafe is the most adorable, hidden-garden restaurant tucked behind Loosie Rouge on a quiet Brooklyn street. The food is incredible, but you come for the atmosphere — open air dining, gorgeous greenery everywhere, fun pops of color, Instagrammable corners abound. My favorite dishes are definitely the baked eggs (those pork meatballs are to die for!), the hot Nashville chicken sandwich, and the chia bowl (pictured here). Come here on a late Saturday afternoon and you will not be disappointed.

So go, enjoy the last brunches on the patio of the season, and then stock up on these amazing autumn finds.

 

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