[Wildfox 1974 sweatshirt + Current/Elliott jeans.] I'll admit I suck at texting. I've had this discussion with someone before. In person, I'm actually kind of comfortable serving up blank stares during conversation, but with texts, I have a tone crisis. Others before me have agreed: best to pepper ... View Post
Wodehouse on Wodehouse: To each his own, beware the white mess jacket.
[Anthropologie Botanic blazer + trusted holey Alexander Wang t-shirt + B-Low The Belt Bellbottom Blues belt, completely obsessed + Report heels + Level 99 trousers.] Listen. I never intended this blog to include photos of myself. No, I'm being honest. It didn't even occur to me to add actual ... View Post
Heaven can wait.
Probably the single thing taking up the most space on my hard drive is photos of Kate Hudson and Chris Robinson, back when they were together and playing out all my personal fantasies in real-time, in front of flash bulbs, where I could later cut them out of pages and hoard them in my journal. This ... View Post
Play it for someone else.
[Free People tulle skirt + Sigerson Morrison booties + silk nightgown + Anthropologie fuzzy cardigan, sized up + layered Vanessa Mooney necklaces... Mooney on Mooney. I'll get over it someday.] Think hard on one of your favorite songs. The words, the melody, the familiarity of it. Then, send it to ... View Post
Happy Birthday, Chris Robinson.
Another year, another mess of incredible shows and awesome reviews. Wearing my widest elephant bell jeans and a shitload of beads in your honor. I'd send you a few vinyl records to add to your collection but I ain't got yo addy, dude. HBD, dixie chicken. -C. ... View Post




