[Clockwise from top left: Rag & Bone scarf, Joie velvet slides, Free People tank, Joie silk blouses, Rag & Bone pink tee, Isabel Marant shorts, Joie sweater, Isabel Marant belt, Cali Dreaming bikinis, Joie pink velvet booties.] I don't know when I unequivocally turned my back on the color ... View Post
If it ain’t broke.
Back in middle school, every girl in our class rocked a variation on this exact get-up: black jeans, brown leather shoes (Sebagos, wut), a woven brown leather belt, and a light denim shirt over a white turtleneck. I remember reading about, like, igneous rock and writing notes to Lizzie with the ... View Post
Brush with destiny.
Lately I've been giving a lot of thought to getting rid of all my possessions, ditching the brick and mortar, and hitting the road in a trailer to see the country, pulling over to work between legs of driving. There've been so many "doors closing and windows opening" discussions happening in my ... View Post
The reason I didn’t shop in NYC.
Pretty amazing I was able to trot by Rag & Bone multiple times while up in the city last week, while refraining from making any purchases. How, you ask? Because THIS: Shopbop sale, yo! Code GOBIG15, which is great because it reminds me of my fat boyfriend with the mantra "Go big or go ... View Post
An old adage.
I've never been someone who's relied to heavily on negativity to find common ground, find humor, or find a voice. And there's a really simple reason for this that has nothing to do with moral high ground or an overwhelming positivity. I just don't like getting my feelings hurt. And the idea that ... View Post




