issue #69: a week in the life part 2
market week edition
Sunday:
6:00 am: slept in by 30 minutes, which is great. make coffee, rant on substack about tariffs for a bit. wait for baby to wake up.
7:30 am: baby wakes up, having slept in for 30 minutes, which is great. unfortunately, she’s still sick, and has a face covered in dried snot to prove it.
9:00 am: I strap her into the carrier and embark on a journey through the snow to get a latte and some pastries from our favorite, otway. wearing: gap black barrel jeans, target sweatshirt (similar here), danner boots, and harris wharf overcoat (similar here). put her down for an early nap when we get back, girlfriend needs sleep.
12:00 pm: I venture out of the house for a manicure, because although I promised myself I would cut them out of my budget this year, I did leave a carve out for special occasions and this week counts! I have multiple events to attend and meetings back to back each day, and good mani just makes me feel put together you know? It was the first thing I did postpartum to feel a little bit like myself and I don’t know what that says about me but I don’t care! I go for regular polish (always) in a darkish red. (if you’d like to read up further on the subject check out
’s piece on what your mani says about you)1:00 pm: baby wakes, we play, hang out, eat, watch sesame street. I try for about 2.5 hours to get her to go down for a second nap and fail miserably, so now every intention I had to clean, do laundry, get some work done, and read pretty much goes out the window. we walk up and down the block in front of our apartment where she stops at each little snow bank and exclaims “slippy snow” until she points to our door and says “home”
8:00 pm: I watch zero minutes of the super bowl, eat leftovers, and flit in and out of the baby’s room for snuggles. I predict a long night ahead of us, as always when she’s under the weather and clingy af. prepare myself in advance and just go to bed to hedge my sleeping time. lay down for 15 minutes before I end up back in her room for the rest of the night. no sleep for me, but I try to relish these long nights of being needed by her (spoiler alert: I need her too)
Monday:
5:30 am: up early with an enormous amount of social anxiety because I committed myself to a few events this week on top of market appointments and that always makes me stressed out! I like people, I like my job, I like my industry. I do not like small talk and showing up to places where I don’t know anyone! my introversion really rears its head in those moments and I feel it coming on already. I scroll the internet and it takes a full hour for me to see anything about who wins the super bowl but I can tell you about all the hot takes on kendrick’s performance because it’s everywhere online and people have thoughts. can’t wait to watch it (I’m a big kendrick fan!!)
9:00 am: I was meant to attend a breakfast CIFF and the CFDA put on, but our babysitter was late and the baby was in a mood so I missed it. I actually spent time over the weekend planning my outfits for this week so I could get dressed without thinking, but of course ended up having to pivot before leaving for my first meeting because my nice black pants were absolutely caked in snot and crumbs. I really need to remember to stop getting dressed until minutes before I leave the house. end up wearing: agolde fran jeans which I desperately need to sell to get a smaller size in - who wants them?, old j crew boots (similar here), oversized blue button up (gifted from work), navy sweater over my shoulders (gifted from work).
11:00 am: showroom appointment where I look at bembien, stella nova, hey gang, almina concept, and substack fave freda salvador. it’s actually sunny out and the fresh air feels good so I opt to walk to my next appointment, stopping for lunch at kiki’s on the way. one of the things I enjoy about market week is the opportunity to venture around the city, popping by neighborhoods and old favorites I don’t often visit when left to my own devices.
2:00 pm: showroom appointment where I look at james street co, swim to the moon, bruce nyc, rivedroite, and eledera. I know going home after this to work is a mistake because it will render the babysitter useless - my daughter only wants me when I’m around - but the pull is too strong and I head back to Brooklyn to finish the work day.
4:00 pm: spend the rest of the day bouncing between playing with the baby, making dinner, and writing orders. get her to bed, watch a real pain which was excellent, and early bedtime.
Tuesday:
5:30 am: wake up, coffee. wait for husband to wake up so I can yell to him about eric adams, kanye west, and the general state of the world. he complains that it’s too early for that and he may be right, but I’ve been up for 30 mins before him reading the news and I have thoughts that someone needs to hear!!!! head out to teach yoga which obviously I need right now.
9:00 am: shower, grab a coffee from prima down the street, throw on: everlane everywhere pants, jcrew rollneck sweater, neck scarf, loafers, overcoat. come back for 10 am meeting before heading out to see inoui editions and vagabond shoes.
5:00 pm: feed and bathe baby, put her to bed. feed myself, as my husband is out for the night at band practice. I’m not even going to tell you what time I go to bed because it’s ridiculous even for my standards.
Wednesday:
6:00 am: you guys how the fuck am I still sick. it’s been a month and a half of oscillating between fevers, head colds, coughs, runny noses, and exhaustion and I am fucking over it. but, life must go on. coffee, shower. throw on leggings, sweatshirt, and duck boots for baby drop off, because apparently it snowed more last night. I aspire to be a get dressed for drop off person a la
but alas, I am not today.10 am: venture out for more appointments, wearing: cos jeans, old j crew boots, uniqlo cashmere sweater, sessun blazer. zara overcoat with zara sweater over the shoulders. first stop is a showroom where I see naya rea, dubie, cold frame, resume, and pari desai. head to a coffee shop to get some work done in between appointments. end up next to a gentleman yelling at his mom on the phone while drinking coffee and swigging from a flask and actually start to feel a little bit better about my own life. I want him to get therapy though.
2:00 pm: another showroom, where I see munthe, maria black, skall studio, marle, and eleven six. &daughter is there as well and although I don’t buy it for my store, it’s a personal favorite so I can’t resist poking through (that green triangle scarf, swoon).
4:00 pm: late lunch before heading to the wsa building which is a lovely building though incredibly annoying to get to, but I make the trek because I was promised cocktails. CIFF & the CFDA are throwing a little aperitivo to celebrate their partnership, so I take a little stroll around with a glass of wine. some personal favorites are there, like comme si, studio nicholson, hereu, barena venezia, collina strada, and samsoe samsoe. after a quick walk through I head home, eat a bowl of cereal, and go to bed at an ungodly early hour with the hope of waking up magically rested and spry.
Thursday:
7:00 am: wake, coffee, baby wakes, baby eats. finish a few things around the house before getting ready for the day and hopping on a work call. wearing: black gap barrel jeans, cos turtleneck. leave zoom meeting early for irl meeting. throw on adidas trainers and trench coat because it’s gloomy out there.
11:00 am: walk through sessun, then get one of my guilty pleasure pastries over near bryant park. I’m not going to tell you what it is or from where because I’m embarrassed to admit how much I like something so mass market. after a stuff my face with a delicious, sugary baked good I go get some work done from the queen of libraries.
4:00 pm: head home for a quick bite and to change my shoes before I’m off to williamsburg for a money + fashion event hosted by the ever lovely
, , and with a guest appearance by . I love meeting internet friends irl, and it was such a treat to get out, meet new people, and talk all things fashion/substack/money/life.
Friday:
7:00 am: wake, coffee. same old same old. it’s a light day today, and I am mostly planning to work from home. once again, I cannot be bothered to be someone that dresses for drop off, so I trek the baby over to her nanny in leggings, sneakers, and an overcoat to cover up my pajama top I didn’t change out of. I tell myself I’ll work out when I get home, hence the leggings, but I know deep down I won’t.
9:00 am: shower, dress, work, eventually head out into the bracing wind and cold to west chelsea for another showroom appointment. it’s valentine’s day, so I wear my red alex mill sweater and feel festive!! also wearing gap barrel jeans and converse sneakers. keeping it casual today. I look at alohas, which has some great pony hair sneakers I can’t wait to get my hands on.
week 2:
a few bonus snaps from women’s market week two, just for fun! featuring faves such as soeur, maria mcmanus, mansur gavriel, naomi nomi, vanessa bruno (which looked shockingly good), vibi venezia, intentionally blank, and our sister
and finally, get ready to see me in this exact outfit all fall courtesy of soeur. it’s perfect.
xx,
jen
Getting a manicure at 16 days postpartum was my first solo outing. Our pediatrician told me to do it, and who am I to ignore doctor’s orders?? 💅🏽
Love these looks. Also we have the same taste in restaurants. Kiki’s is my absolute love — or maybe we’re just 30 year old women in nyc. Who knows. That place hits.