SATURDAY. I pray that everyone's Thanksgiving and Black Friday visitations went well. I'll be masking the results of turkey sandwiches for days with the new Wilfred Blanchard sweater from Aritzia. The side ribbed details make this ultra comfy cashmere/silk/cotton blend unique. And, of course, in all the neutral colors it comes in -- I went grey, this time -- it's a piece that has joined the clique with all my other permanent fixtures in my closet. The material was an easy win. The boxy, barely cropped shape was perfect in an xxs. And while I love it with these lacey satin tap shorts from Victoria's Secret, quick alternatives will undoubtedly be with skinny jeans and my wax leggings. Slouchy rider boots from Nordstrom's About line is another soon to be well-abused article of clothing. Red Chanel lip for a longtime calculated change. Also, threw in my favorite rock of a ring from SteamPunk Evolution. A pretty intense amount of goodness, here.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
TUESDAY. Thrift shopping in lesser tourist-frequented areas of Shanghai this past August. (I promise, more recent outfit documentations soon.. Sloth-paced, I'm settling into my new place..) Sporting a "healthy" look, as my father dubbed it.. thanks to generous amounts of bad --but cold-- beer, sugary milk teas, and noodle dishes. But, of course, the heat still obligates you to wear short sport skirts and barely-there tops. And hiking boots?.. And I swear by the versatility of this Calvin Klein slip. Beach overthrow, hiking tank, clubbing dress, night gown. More layerable pieces like this, please.
Monday, November 25, 2013
MONDAY. Sure, it's getting to be glove-wearing weather. Like you thought covering your core and wearing boots were enough of a bundle, but no, because extremities are the first to fall off. And my seemingly constant craving for iced milk tea and frappuccinos appears reckless. In Hong Kong in August. Milk tea, probably with lychee bits settled at the bottom. Pedicures, a necessity.
Friday, November 22, 2013
FRIDAY. A flashback Friday ... if one can consider a brief same-year summer reminiscing a true flashback... is reminding me that I'd bought white and creme separates over the hot months, confidant that I'd wear them for fall. I've a pair of creme crepe shorts from a small one room boutique in Shibuya that I somehow planned to wear high-waisted with a creme blouse and opaque black tights with, duh, black heeled booties. I'm working on it. Above, in the overloved bleach Volcom denims from the trip and a white unbranded T from a market in Phangan. And backpacking sandals. Tres chic....
Sunday, November 17, 2013
SUNDAY. When I saw this crystal in ring form on a SteamPunk Evolution vending booth sometime last year, I fell in lust. As it would, the beauty sold before I remembered the ancient art of carrying cash around. It took several months for him to find another piece of black tourmaline, but when he did, he kept it rough just like I wanted, and placed it atop a match-everything hued band ... when in doubt, neither gold nor silver. As soon as I re-manicure my heinous working hands, I'll reshoot with an outfit. In the meantime, enjoy my new favorite bauble on a vintage horn...
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