NET-A-PORTER Limited
 

The day started like any other: a mad, disheveled rush out the door, squeezing into a pair of uncomfortable heels, and opting to go umbrella-less, despite the darkening-skies-and-pouring-rain indicator on my Blackberry weather app.

So, when I arrived at the office and my boss asked me to go barefoot in support of the TOMS One Day Without Shoes campaign, I fully embraced the opportunity to kick off my heels and sink my toes into the carpet.

TOMS was founded on the premise that with every pair of shoes purchased, a new pair is given to a child in need.

Last year, more than 250,000 people went sans footwear and over 1,600 events took place globally to raise awareness of the impact one pair of shoes can have on a child’s life. As the FashionEtc representative, I went barefoot, joining TOMS in acknowledgment of its fourth annual event.

Although my office is small and most people knew that my shoeless appearance had a reasonable explanation, I still couldn’t help but feel flustered every time I got up for a cup of coffee (which is an all-too-frequent occurrence).

At first, not having to worry about walking out of my flats, teetering in my heels, or paying attention to extra boot buckles, ties, laces, and straps was liberating. However, the sense of freedom was paired with an equally overwhelming feeling of discomfort and sanitary vulnerability.

I spent the day tiptoeing around from the kitchen to the conference room and back to my office, the Barefoot Contessa of FashionEtc.

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madewell


Running around a soggy, windy city is not exactly fun. But going to Madewell's Fall 2011 preview makes up for soaked Repetto's. (Why oh why didn't I wear wellies today?) Walking in, I first noticed some great outerwear. I know, big shock. But put me in a room with knits and jackets and I'm a happy girl.

The next thing I spied, however, was a table with two strangely attired people sitting there. Bright red wigs (think Ronald McDonald-red), sunglasses, and scarves covered any hint of their identities, but we all knew who they were: They were the Bumbys. Their schtick: Critique fashion crowds at fashion events. And so I submitted myself to their scrutiny, receiving a final score of 9.2 and a typed card of their assessment. Not bad considering I looked like a drowned rat today.

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jf sons
 

It's always nice to see younger designers grow and evolve over the years. That's how I feel about JF & Son, the line formed a couple years ago by Jesse Finkelstein and Katie King. I met the designers back in 2009 and was impressed by their fabrics; at the time they had their own studio and factory in India. Now, they've expanded to a factory in China and, potentially, will soon have one right here in the States. 

Jesse told me they use Indian and Chinese labor because of the skill; the embroidery and fabrics are superior to what one can find elsewhere. And that talent shows in the fabrics JF & Son uses in its clothes.

At the label's month-old shop on University Place in Manhattan (another indication of growing up—they started out on the Lower East Side), Jesse walked me through the new collection and their new collaboration with industrial designer Kevin McElroy. The end result is Cuts, a line of laser-cut linen, denim, silk, and even leather that's chic, pretty, and very cool.

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