I was first introduced to AYR in October of last year, and have been totally and completely addicted ever since. I’ve rocked their black hi-rise skinny jeans (or as they call them, mascara for your legs) from London to Paris to Marfa, their perfect LBD in Miami, and pretty much every day I spend in New York City, I’m in their draped harem pants (seriously, I now have two pairs).As soon as Spring finally rolled into town, I figured it was time to add a few new pieces to my burgeoning AYR collection: their deep-v cashmere sweater, luxuriously silky pale peony pink trench, and an overdue pair of classic denim jeans in the same cut I’ve been loving in black for the past eight months.
It seems to be that the simplest things are often the hardest to find, and these guys have solved that conundrum better than anyone else by offering solid design, clean lines and major value out of extreme versatility. I am an all too-willing evangelist for all things AYR!
SOURCE: The Glamourai – Read entire story here.