We made it. A change in elevation, a change in latitude, and a change in attitude. 600 miles in a big ass truck with a nervous cat and a career change on the horizon; it’s been a stressful week. We’re still waiting on Internet hook-up (one more day) so the library (pronounced ‘Li-berry’) it is. It’s just me, the very… View Post
Completely addicted to: packing collages.
[Shopbop’s July 4th packing list. Feast thine eyes!] I’ve always been a huge sucker for “packing lists”—they were the pages I ripped out of all my VOGUE‘s back in the day. When someone asked me what I wanted to do when I grew up, it was that: I want to compile the packing pages for fashion magazines. On my college… View Post
Farewells and sister gypsies.
[Citrine by the Stones Balagan necklace, courtesy CBTS + J.Crew leopard scarf + Kain Label t-shirt + old junk cutoffs + Made Her Think ring.] Last Sunday morning on the mountain—but you wouldn’t know it, save the absence of the sheepskin rug and my stack of Architectural Digest, both packed away and ready for transit. Rob’s on the couch across from… View Post
Maxi dresses: because I said so.
I’ve been seeing some painfully lovely maxi dress looks all over the place lately. via The Sartorialist:
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
[Citrine by the Stones Rosary Tassel earrings + Wonder Woman cuff + Diane von Furstenberg belt + Free People shorts + Nightcap cardigan + Sam Edelman boots + Kara Ross stingray ring.] I remember the first day I moved to Saratoga Springs, New York. Talk about a leap of faith. Tanned, freewheeling, sand still in my shoes, and none the… View Post




