Twenty Six (for Him)

We went to Roy's after an afternoon at the spa. I ate my words (deliciously) because I had just said a few days prior that Roy's looks terrible and I have no interest to eat there ever. Now I want to go once a month.

Fifteen Years?!

Where have I been? It's been 15 years since the beginning of Sex and the City and I just discovered/became obsessed with Into the Gloss which did a very good post about it with loads of pictures that took me right back into the gloriously self absorbed ten years (extending to the first movie). Practically all the photos are of my absolute favorite outfits/moments from the show that blew my fashion mind. It's hard to imagine any fangirl of the show wanting to be matchy-matchy. I once met this retail superior who shook her head at my multi color schemes and I'd wanted to scream at her "Carrie Bradshaw can do it!!!"



Ung. I remember jonesing pretty hard for this incredible blue dress.



She looked so pretty in this scene with bright pink on the apples of her cheeks.



The construction of that dress!



Seeing that this was her "I look like shit!" outfit, I rethunk my own slothly attire.



She looked so pretty, sleek, yet quirky in this outfit! Quirky for DvF, that is. DvF was the Tory Burch of the early '00s.



Her hair! The softness of this whole look! I had a couple (fake) Dior saddle bags that I treasured at that time. It was *the* bag for a moment.



I'd spent just about every weekend shopping for a large polka dot ANYTHING. And those shoes. Omg.



And then I gave up the search to instead  look for anything folded like this.



That bun! Those beads! With that dress! It just screams!!!



So simple but this is definitely one of my most favorite outfits of hers. It perfectly showed off her enviable figure while being modest and urban in the summertime and chic carrying around a Snapple (!!!) all at the same time.



That hat! Those cheekbones! The retro!



How is it possible to look this classy with your bra showing?



I need to start wearing more pink immediately.

Hawaiian Christmas

I'm just so happy this exists.

Svetlana Zakharova

I didn't grow up wanting to be a ballerina, but I've always thought ballerinas were interesting people. Crazy athletes disguised as artists, every day of their lives dedicated to dancing. I bet if I painted every single day eventually I'll achieve just as crazy results. I love seeing behind the scenes/process stuff more than the finished product. This Svetlana girl is crazy. Using 'crazy' three times in one paragraph is crazy not eloquent of me! And this is how she got to be so crazy. Alright that's five crazies.

Hawaiian May

I said "thank you" to Paris Hilton today.

Good Egg

I Would Like to Call It Beauty

Have been obsessed with this song as well as the entire album for pretty much the past 3 yrs. I was telling Shane the other day that when I was a kid, a few of my many fantasy jobs was a department store pianist, and a coffeeshop singer. Not performing in ampitheatres or concert halls. Just casual listeners with no monetary ambitions. He cried saying this explains everything. Born to be a bum.