One of my favorite parts of the weekend is catching up with friends on our past week and walking around the West Village; usually wearing some kicks and a snapback. Since I have been out of New York City for some overly exhausting duration of time and I haven't been living and breathing my city, or the West Village for that matter, I have decided to keep this trend afloat by making friends in all locales that I visit in order to have proper chit-chat time. Thanks to my uber cool friends across the map, they all happen to have black books (not that kind) of girlfriends and boyfriends that have now become my friends through association. It's a monumental ordeal and one that I am totally loving. Here's my very, very smart thought process on the matter, "If my friends are cool and awesome, their friends must be cool and awesome too, right?" And right I am indeed.

Cheers from the Midwest. I can't tell you where, because you'll laugh at me, but regardless, color-blocked pants with leopard pony heels are ALL the rave.

Coco wears a Phillip Lim silk tank, Marni colored trousers, Prada leopard pony heels, Prada cross-body tote (my favorite bag of ALL time; I use it for work everyday for everything), Vintage lace and pom pom whatever-thing, D&G sunnies, Diamond bangles (rose, yellow, white gold)