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Introducing Racked National's first celebrity guest blogger: Lori Goldstein. One of the most iconic fashion stylists of our time, Lori is also one of the most sought-after creative visionaries in the industry.
She's worked with celebrities including Madonna, Demi Moore, Julianne Moore, and Anne Hathaway, has held the position of Contributing Editor at Italian Vogue and Allure, and has worked as a creative consultant for brands including Vera Wang, Nina Ricci, Carolina Herrera, BCBG, and TSE. Lori currently has a featured fashion line with QVC called Logo Instant Chic.
Lori and Lucy soak in the Hamptons sunshine
As we all know, summer is here, and I can't say I love any season more. I've been heading East for as long as I've been living in NYC, more than 30 years. East Hampton is just as much a part of my life as Manhattan. My first trip was to The Springs, and that's where I've stayed. The thought that Jackson Pollock and William de Kooning lived and worked out there was always part of my daydreams. To this day, The Springs still feels like this secret haven in the middle of the woods—a bit like camp.
My original Hamptons rule: Get to the house and never leave. How could one leave when on those hot summer months when a pool calls your name? Across a 60 foot bench, we sit in the pool all day long. Sometimes there's a float or laps to be had, but this pool bench is the center of my Hamptons radius.
As the days and weeks fall and the sun wanes in the sky, my radius expands outward, but not too far outside the Springs. It's time to put the top down on my 20 year old VW convertible (found in classifieds of the East Hampton Star, no less) and make the venture out on the Sunrise Highway.
Lori drives a car she found in the East Hampton Star's classifieds
Most mornings I head straight to Marty's, a clapboard market that harkens back to the time of Pollock. Marty's has my essentials: newspapers, coffee and breakfast. I imagine it to be a place where nothing on the East End has changed after all these years.
The circle extends to town proper, let's face it, I still need to shop. When I need anything for the house, body or to remind myself how fabulous and innovative people are, I go to my friend's Katherine and Greg's store, Turpan (also their last names). They have been the most amazing editors of all things wonderful for years. You can't leave without things you never even knew you needed. Another friend, Russ, owns R.E. Steele in the Red Horse Market, and it's the best place to dig and find incredible collectibles, major furniture and arty objects. I can't leave town without stopping in both Turpan and R.E. Steele. On the other hand it takes all the willpower not to stop in to Wyeth's new East Hampton location. John's store is perfect, but spells Trouble! Although, I'm happy to know it sits right there on the highway just in case I need a new Arne Jacobsen or two.
I must say the only place that really gets me in trouble in the clothing department, as I'm really a complete bum out there, is Henry Lehr. The store is the perfect edit of worn-in, comfortable spot of Americana by way of Italian geniusness. This store can definitely be a problem for me as to not walk out empty handed.
For a bit of a soul cleanse, I head straight to The Juicy Naam—my sanctuary out there. The name is derived from "the sacred basis of the universe and the mother of light," and it might sound a bit hippie dippy, but it is—and I love it. As soon as I step foot inside Juicy Naam all my stress melts away. The juice menu reads like a doctor's remedy, and they are delicious. It's one of the few places to find great organic produce, different products and yummy dishes all homemade—try the wheat free breads.
I really don't want to leave, but when I do...
It's time to head to the beach, as one must feel the ocean breeze before leaving the East End. My fave time of the day is either in the early morning or just after 5:00 p.m.—either way it's before or after the crowds leave. The ocean sound is all you can hear, and it's one of those life's truly lucky moments—and my dear Lucy loves it too. We've been walking the stretch of Indian Wells Beach for 15 years together—it's one of the few beaches that allows dogs.
Lori and Lucy on Indian Wells Beach
If there's time (and there always is) I stop by and see our friends Gary and Isabelle at Hampton Chutney. The two learned to make authentic dosas while in India, and they are the real deal. Gary and Isabelle have created a landmark, and no one who hasn't eaten there isn't a fan. It's a destination now, and still in the radius as I love Amaganet and Amangansett Square so sit outside for a slice of heaven.