Sea of Shoes

My last name is Thomas. This, coupled with the fact that I have seriously considered carrying binoculars during evening walks along Central Park West, is why I jokingly refer to myself as a “Peeping Thomas” with my friends. I love to see how the other half lives, as a member of the other “other half,” and thanks to the Internet I can do this legally each and every day. Here are three of my top picks.

The Selby

Lordy, I love photographer Todd Selby and his fancy friends who let him take intimate snaps of their inner sanctums. The best ones lately have been Sally Singer’s digs at the Chelsea Hotel—where can I get some Gouda’s Gilde Siroopwafelen?—and Julia Roitfeld’s minimalist enclave. The images documenting the contents of Roitfeld’s medicine cabinet had me considering the removal of the contents of my own to create a replica. I still can’t believe she uses Kiehl’s—shockingly bourgeois!

The Sartorialist

Scott Schuman is the talisman of taste for all tastemakers. (Don’t lie, Kate Lanphear. You tune in before pulling for upcoming editorial. I can see it!)  Fast Company just named him one of the 100 Most Creative People in the Business and Time magazine dubbed him one of the Top 100 Design Influencers. And the best part is that he always seems genuinely surprised by his own influence and all of the accolades. It’s as refreshing as his images.

Sea of Shoes

I just got to know 16-year-old Jane Aldridge through a random link and I like it. The Dallas teen’s taste in edgy shoes and vintage designer clothing is awe-inspiring. (I was wearing Salvation Army tees that said things like “Vin’s Tow & Tackle.” No, I’m not kidding.) Anyway, this little lady is doing it right....and she refers to Karl Lagerfeld as “Dad.” Uh, so witty!

The Selby

The Sartorialist

Sea of Shoes