A swinging '60s London vibe permeates this French
retailer's offerings. Mod-chic silhouettes updated with leopard-print Peter Pan collars and edgy leather paneling feel completely effortless—and entirely covetable. Watch this spot—Sandro is set to make big waves stateside, one chic fille at a time.
Blessedly uncluttered and color-coded, Amarcord's medley of upscale European clothing and accessories dates to the 1940s. Fancy lines (YSL, Pucci, Dior) are given equal rack real estate with others you've never heard of but are about to totally fall in love with.
You'll fight the crowds at this Canadian retail giant's double-decker stateside flagship, but while its distinctive in-house brands, outstanding denim selection, and gentle price tags justify some elbowing, remember that the sunlit second floor is far less trafficked.
Think of Erica Kiang as your personal shopper—only she gets to shop the entire world. Every six weeks, Kiang embarks on a global pilgrimage and brings back treasures like Peruvian oil vials, Spanish-print pants, Korean denimwear, and a particular Japanese meowing cat camera that we're sort of obsessed with.
First you spot the red suede pumps. Then you spy the Karen Walker sunglasses. Next you get to a shelf with Clare Vivier clutches and, over there, you see an ivory pintucked top. Then it hits you: This store is like getting trapped inside a giant closet owned by the coolest girl ever.
We've always loved Dolce Vita for wedges and booties that don't cost much (but look like they do). Now, its steadily expanding line of apparel (silk printed blouses, A-line skirts, cozy knit ponchos) is becoming a budget-friendly force in its own right, and in their New York boutique, the pieces share quarters with stacks of Blank denim and an array of West Coast-cool jewelry by Vanessa Mooney.
An American flag and worn wooden armoire get the message across that Duo, started by two Minnesota-born sisters, is an homage to both the past and patriotism. The store favors emerging local designers who produce in the U.S., as well as vintage staples like a flannel-lined khaki anorak and brown leather ankle boots.
Don't be scared by the dark, graffiti-filled stairwell—you're in the right place. This secret spot is full of international home pieces (red lamp shades from Hong Kong, wooden utensils from Sweden), all displayed on illuminated tiered shelves along with typed-up tales of the item's origin.
Lori Leven started with tattoos and has moved on to killer accessories. At her spacious Nolita shop, earth-tone ceramic pots and colorful fabric tassels dangle above a collection of vibrant stone pendant necklaces, raw crystal-encrusted cuffs, and chunky engraved silver cocktail rings.
Wit abounds at this appointment-and-weekends-only storefront that's part cheeky art gallery, part eclectic rare
book dealer, and part eccentric lifestyle shop (note
the rolling salt and
and customizable trophies). And all
of it is a full and convincing testament to cofounder Andy Spade's remarkable brain. When you pop by, make sure to check out Sleepy Jones, Spade's line of lazy day-cool loungewear.
The whacked-out green-and-yellow-painted walls might suggest otherwise,
but this consignment mecca packs a serious stockpile of high-
end, gently used designer everything. Recent spottings include a pebbled Chanel wallet and a sharp-shouldered leather Balmain jacket, which we maybe wore around the store for an hour.
So you want an investment bag. Look no further than Longchamp. I recently modeled for the brand’s campaign, and we put those bags through hell, kicking them, throwing them, doing every horrible thing you can think of to them. At the end, they all looked as good as new. – By Coco Rocha, model
Breeze into this teeny studio-slash-store and you'll likely find the designer intently at work, stretching and stitching sumptuous leather, Mongolian horsehair and intricate textiles into her line of ubiquitous bullet bags and satchels.