“My parents like to remind me that I went through a pretty serious Flashdance phase when I was younger,” V Magazine editor, Sarah Cristobal confessed. Safe to say Cristobal left that look behind a long time ago (thank god!) and sticks more to a regime of Proenza Schouler tops, Zero + Maria Cornejo jumpsuits, Altuzarra and Isabel Marant dresses, Kenzo T-shirts, and Cartier jewels. But, when asked about her style nowadays, she’s kind of at a, er, loss for words. “Oh gosh, I don’t know. Maybe wannabe Parisian urban boho?”
After climbing the editorial ladder — from Style.com to Harper’s Bazaar to AOL to V — she clearly learned a thing or two about nailing down that signature “editor look” — you know the one. And being surrounded by creative geniuses like Stephen Gan, Carine Roitfeld, Carlyne Cerf De Dudzeele, and Nicola Formichetti definitely helps.
We popped by Cristobal’s pad — which once belonged to Elizabeth Jagger, FYI — and were taken back by all the Alex Prager artwork, vintage Louis Vuitton trunks, and other knick-knacks thoughtfully placed around the space. For a girl who was jetting off to Europe for fashion week the following day, we have to give her mad credit for being incredibly calm, cool, and collected — we all know the nightmare that traveling can be. With her suitcase not quite packed (who packs until the last minute anyways?), she treated us to an array of printed shirts, old school Phi (R.I.P.), and a pair of silver Jimmy Choo strappy slingbacks she bought on a whim before a black tie event. Among her pile of cashmere sweaters (stolen from her boyfriend!), we found her collection of Carrera by Jimmy Choo sunglasses — including those pretty penny gold and black camo ones (yes, guys, real gold) and glitter versions in dark gold, black, and nude. “A good pair of sunglasses can make you see the world in a new light,” she told us.
The folks over at The Coveteur love playing to our voyeuristic side, and each week, the OG closet invaders will let us peek into the designer-laden digs of their — and our! — favorite tastemakers. Just one warning: The lust-worthy displays may cause an undying impulse to hang your jewels on your kitchen sink’s faucet. Now, let the swooning begin!