First things first. I fully support the proper English spelling. So grey it is. At least as far as the color is concerned. Or “shade” if you will. When it comes to describing a state of emotion, I’m totally ok with gray. Which is pretty much the opposite of how I’ve been feeling lately. All good news to report on that front. Clothing-wise, I’ve sort of convinced myself that I was going to make “all grey everything” part of my fall wardrobe. Mostly because I found the most perfect grey hat. Funny how it only takes one thing. You’ll see the hat tomorrow and understand what I’m talking about.
Look #1: Equipment dress c/o, IRO dress, Dolce Vita shoes, Givenchy handbag, Ray-Ban sunnies, Pamela Love cuff. Look #2: FRAME denim, Stella McCartney sunnies, Vita Fede bracelets
The moment this Equipment dress arrived on my doorstop, I began imagining all the ways I could wear it. And though I don’t often wear camo, or shirt dresses for that matter, it was surprisingly easy to come up with endless possibilities. These two looks are early-Autumn in LA appropriate, but I can already envision it buttoned up with my over-the-knee Stuart Weitzman boots and a proper winter coat or over quilted leather pants. I even see myself tucking it into a camel skirt and rocking it as a shirt. And in case you were worried you won’t get to see those looks, don’t be, I’ll keep you posted!Read More
Last week, I was asked by one of my doctors if I’m impulsive. My initial response was no, becauseI’m mostly careful and thoughtful and specific about every aspect of my life, but after some thought, I realized I’m rather impulsive when it comes to my wardrobe because I’m passionate about it in a way that lends itself nicely to impulsiveness at times. Which I’m not really sure why, but reminds me of that Jack Kerouac quote, “the only people for me are the made ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars,” Mostly probably because that’s pretty much how I feel about fashion – it consumes me, sometimes dangerously, but always welcome. To madness! Happy Monday lovers! xoxoRead More
Zara vest, IRO tank, One Teaspoon shorts, L.A.M.B. shoes, Givenchy bag, Stella McCartney sunnies, Vita Fede bracelets
Kind of obsessing over this pseudo-vest/coat for fall. It’s dressy enough to wear with black slacks to work, but also perfect for a more casual look. I may be pushing the limits with cutoffs, but you know me – I’m always pushing the limits with cutoffs. No surprises there.
photographs by Manuel Vinicio http://www.manuelvinicio.com/Read More
Two weeks ago, I went out on a limb and did something I never do – I opened my heart and let my feelings come flooding out. The response was potentially what I anticipated, but beyond hurtful nonetheless. Still, I don’t regret doing it – it felt good to purge all of the emotions I had been keeping a tight lock on for so long. Besides, once you release, you can let go. And I’ve let go. What I learned from the experience is that it takes courage, sometimes a lot of it, to say how you really feel, especially when you know the feelings aren’t reciprocated. But in these days of text messaging and facebooking and tweeting and all other forms of impersonal contact, we’ve sort of lost sight of the beauty of a simple love letter. Let’s bring back love letters! Handwritten and delivered via postal service. You should never apologize for loving the shit out of someone and letting them know. Even if they ignore you, you touched them. I touched him.Read More