
Couture In A Time Of 100 PSI, Or, Saturday Morning at 10:23am
I’m not quite sure what to make, conceptually, of the fact that as the USA bubbles – wondering whether to boil over or become mush

I’m not quite sure what to make, conceptually, of the fact that as the USA bubbles – wondering whether to boil over or become mush

Remember this dress? Well, I pretty much lived in it last summer. The linen floats, you can curl up on a sofa without a thigh

As it turns out, my favorite outfit for serious heat remains a simple jersey skirt that falls well below my knees, and a t-shirt. Surprise;).

I cannot get this dress out of my mind. That trailing festoon on the side? Peacock feathers, dyed black, traces of the original blue and

I do not remember when The Kit began following me around Instagram. Usually I’m there to see what my friends and often their cute children

Remember the 80s? Best era ever, at least for for my body type. High-waisted pants with baggy legs. Broad-shouldered tops. My hair was big enough

Hello. Hold on, let me go close the door on the evils of the world. Be right back. Lacuna. OK, hi. How goes this Saturday

I got nostalgic the other day and looked through old style posts. Above you see my first attempt at a decent outfit photo. Vintage Chanel

Along with the new skirt, my birthday loot included a couple of pretty shirts that unfortunately didn’t fit. So I returned them to Nordstrom and

Here’s an excellent Vancouver wall! Oh, and I’m wearing a cheap old black trench, brown Bottega Veneta messenger, a new pair of cropped black Vince
And here are links to my 8 favorites in the Beckham/Target lookbook. Am very curious to see how these work when implemented in real fabrics in

In the midst of storms both political and thunderish, I’ve found myself drawn to pretty things. We were at the Stanford Shopping Center the other