No, totally kidding. These are not walking shoes. They are, however, FABULOUS shoes, and that is what a pair of flats tucked into your purse for the train ride home (when your feet have had the biscuit, so to speak) are for. (These foldable flats, by the way, are really great.)

For the final day of my turn hosting Kipling's Always On launch at Grand Central, I went for the kind of outfit you can really only wear when the temperature is just right: warm enough for shorts without tights, cold enough to make thigh-high boots not look ridiculous (or at least not more ridiculous than they already do; and of course I mean that in a good way), a floaty blouse, and no jacket because we haven't quiiiite arrived at jacket-wearing weather yet.

And because there's no reason to wear one bag when you can wear two, I carried a grey tote for all my stuff (camera, iPad, the aforementioned flat shoes), and tucked a burgundy crossbody (best color? best color) inside for apres-event activities…which, if we're going to be honest here, consisted of a slice of Two Boots, a large sangria in a to-go cup and an US Weekly, but that sounds like a party to me.

I have a silhouette.

That sounds sort of fashionista-y and maybe a little obnoxious, but it's true: there is a shape that I like my clothing to be, and so that's what I wear. Pretty much all the time, to the near-total exclusion of other silhouettes. It consists of a slouchy top half and a basically nonexistent or very slim-fitting bottom half, and for whatever reason it's how I feel physically comfortable and most like myself.

Like that plaid dress up there, which is actually a shirt (but we won't talk about that): loose up top, nonexistent down below, and there you go: happy me.