[ASOS maxi skirt + Torn by Ronny Kobo vest + Shopbop hat + JCrew belt + Pati de St Barth t-shirt + Motif cuff + vintage squash blossom necklace + Dannijo messenger bag + Ugg Adirondack boots.]
On staying out of jail: D.C. photo journal.
[The sun sets over Maryland.] I called my parents at 8:45 am from D.C. this past Saturday to check in. This is what good daughters do; they place regular phone calls home to verify safety and well-being. I was standing on a low brick wall across from an Irish pub in Arlington, VA, hundreds of runners in various shades of green… View Post
A home at the end of the world.
[Zara kimono jacket + Alice and Olivia leather leggings + Sam Edelman boots + Kain t-shirt + vintage squash blossom necklace] We pass a big farm. Its outbuildings are anchored on a sea of swaying wheat, its white clapboard is molten in the late, hazy light. All three of us, even Carlton, keep quite as we pass. There is something… View Post
A higher power.
Let me just cut right to the chase: we were accosted by a lunatic. In the underwear section. Of Saks Fifth Avenue. I was aware of what appeared to be some manageable absurdity while I was being rung up for a new bra. (“I don’t know, the underwire seems to have… evaporated,” “Mmhmm, yes, Miss Carey, I sure have had… View Post
Brunch at The Publican in Chicago.
If you’re someone with a bucket list, put this on it. Publican 837 W. Fulton Market Chicago, IL 60607 312-733-9555 [Publican’s dining area, with bar seating. You can sit at one of the gorgeous, communal farm tables, or in booths that line the perimeter of the restaurant, complete with shutter doors. Your very own hog stall.]