For most of my years in New York, I lived on Mott Street, smack in the middle of Nolita’s boutique shopping scape. This was both a good thing and a bad thing. It was great for all those reasons you’d imagine: Good window shopping, good people watching, good chance my friends would stop by to say hello when they were invariably kicking around the area. The downsides were also significant: Sigerson Morrison was on my path to Gimme Coffee every morning, which means I spent a god awful amount of money on shoes; I had to get dressed dressed when going to get that aforementioned coffee because nobody in my neighborhood was ever caught dead in, I don’t know, a velour track suit, or even sweats; and it was hard to sit still in my house because there were far more interesting things happening on the streets around me.
After I left the neighborhood, Thomas Sires moved in around the corner: Again, both a good and a bad thing. It’s helmed by my friend Fiona Thomas and the equally stylish Alison Sires (they met while working at Loeffler Randall), who ultimately wanted to make their own line. The eponymous collection is really great: Simple, French-y, and beautifully cut. And what’s better is that it’s mixed in with the sort of stuff I would happily buy with abandon: Motel Deluxe notebooks, patchworked elephants from Vietnam, and some of the cutest kids clothing out there. With its proximity to Love Adorned (and yes, Sigerson Morrison), Thomas Sires would eat an unbearable amount of my wallet. Now it can just eat my wallet online.