Lately, wherever I’ve been (both in Paris or San Francisco), I’ve been wearing an outfit like this one. I can’t stop wearing plaid. It’s perfectly laid back, yet not too slouchy. It looks more pulled-together than a tee shirt (not to mention warmer), but it also carries with it a little bit of the lumberjack “don’t mess with me” attitude. Even (more…)
A small tweak in proportions can mean all the difference in an outfit. With a few interesting details (like a pleated peplum, an unexpected length of a sleeve. . .) and a slight change in proportions, black pants and a white shirt can become completely new and unexpected. When you add (more…)
Have you read Gone Girl yet? I realize I’m probably the last person on Earth to read it, but I was afraid that it’d scare me to death. So many people told me that it was great, but their follow-up comments concerned me. I heard things like, “It makes you think you can’t trust anyone,” which, I think justifiably, worried me.
Blue shirts are having a moment. They may always have been having a moment, for all I know, but suddenly they are front and center and indisputable. No longer the second-best option to their white shirting brethren, crisp blue cotton shirts are taking center stage and looking completely fresh and covetable.
If choosing between blue and white seems like too much, (more…)
I have a thing for camo print lately. Something about the olive green mixture just speaks to me and feels fresh. It can be dressed down easily with jeans. But it’s also fun to dress up a bit, with wool culottes (ahhh, my on-going love of culottes continues) and a kitten heel (not to mention (more…)
I’m back in the United States, after the most amazing few days in Paris. We did so much on our trip, I don’t think we could have done more. We walked across so much of the city, taking in sights and history, museums and restaurants, hot spots and shopping. I am utterly exhausted and (more…)
Bonjour from Paris!! We made it! After an 11 hour flight from San Francisco, my friend Katherine and I arrived, and we hit the ground running. After dropping our things off in the hotel (our room wasn’t ready, and it didn’t matter because we had things to do!), we immediately embarked on our Parisian adventure.
We stopped in a few boutiques (where I am terrified to speak French, by the way. It seems to be the only time that Spanish comes to my mind– when it would be appropriate to speak in French. Luckily, (more…)