If you ever wondered what Parisian tailoring, downtown NYC energy, and a dash of olive green sass look like under the golden hour sun—well, voilà.
I took to the cobblestones of the Meatpacking District dressed like the effortlessly chic main character I was born to be (or at least pretended to be for the duration of this shoot). My outfit? A Sèzane symphony in Ecru, anchored by the kind of details that whisper “she knows what she’s doing.”
Let’s break it down.
The Christie Jacket in Ecru? Think CEO energy meets “let’s grab wine on the terrace.” Structured, classic, but just relaxed enough to say, I may be wearing a blazer, but I’m also fun at parties. I paired it with the Cesar Trousers, which drape so perfectly I briefly considered applying for a job in fashion PR just to justify wearing them every day.
Underneath the power pairing? A pop of green courtesy of the Soleil T-shirt from the Sézane x Maddy collab—because what better way to show you have depth than with a surprise olive layer and a slogan tee that says yes, I read French poetry on my lunch break.
On my feet: Voile Blanche Julia trainers in beige suede. Comfy, sleek, and proof that sneakers can be stylish andcapable of speed-walking past tourists on the High Line.
And tying it all together? My Furla Dianne shoulder bag in green, the exact shade of envy I hope to evoke in passersby. She’s structured, sophisticated, and just bold enough to hint that I know my Pantone codes.
As the golden hour light turned everything into a movie set, the streets of Meatpacking became my runway (and occasional yoga mat, because you know, pigeons and balance). The shadows were long, the cobblestones were dramatic, and I may or may not have twirled unironically.
Moral of the story? Neutrals don’t mean boring. With the right pieces, they mean effortless icon. Add a pop of olive and a dash of attitude, and suddenly you’re the best-dressed in a three-block radius.
Stay golden (hour-ready),
Agnes
