Newest Members of My Family…

And by family…I mean closet.

Thanks ASOS, you did me well…This is why I live at home.

The Perks of Living at Home

A (free) home cooked steak dinner paired with the best Merlot you’ve ever had…

…Saving 60 bucks on a dinner AND still managing to give yourself a food coma slash hangover even though you never left your house? Yes PLEASE.

Some Weeks You Feel Like This:

Charlotte Free for Urban Outfitters latest catalogue

The Answer Would Be YES.

I live at home…I’ll take what I can get.

Kidding. Kind of.
“Hey, I live at home…want to come over and cuddle? My mom might even bake cookies.”


Because Sometimes/And Then…

BECAUSE SOMETIMES: you just don’t want to get out of bed in the morning, you miss your optimistic & naive self at the age of 18, your clothes don’t fit right leaving you feeling even shorter than you already are, your day at work stresses you out after you spent 2+ hours getting to and fro in traffic, you think a close person can do better, certain friends have suddenly become acquaintances, you want to move but have no idea to where, a vacation sounds nice, you think you know someone when you really don’t, your coffee isn’t strong enough, you miss someone dear who misses you just as much/you miss someone who has chosen to completely forget about you, Frank Sinatra makes you cry more than it makes you smile, you wish you didn’t have to wear contacts and knew a third language, there aren’t enough hours in the day, you long for the nights when you could stay up until 3am with friends talking about life on a porch or in a hallway, and the breeze is too cold;  it doesn’t feel like Summer…just yet.


You see something something so picturesque that reality sets in and you realize how small you and your issues are in comparison to everything else in the grand scheme of things…and in that very moment, nothing else really matters. You can’t help but feel good. Things are okay; they are more than okay- they are beautiful. And for one small moment that optimistic & naive 18 year old self smiles…with and at the more wise you.


2 Red Hots & 1 Black Number at the 2011 CFDA Fashion Awards

There were a lot of hits and misses from last night’s CFDA Fashion Awards…here were my top three favorite looks…

Alessandra Ambrosio with Prabal Gurung (designer crush & inspiration!) who also  won the CFDA Swarovski Award for Womenswear!

Ambrosio in Prabal Gurung…by FAR…my favorite look of the night.

The stunning Karlie Kloss with designer Jason Wu

And last but certainly not least, Miranda Kerr in Michael Kors. I will take one of each, please and thank you.

I am a firm believer that when it comes to personal style, simplicity is elegance. These 3 looks couldn’t ring more true.

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A Vacation…Away From Home

I’m headed to Sin City aka las Vegas for the weekend…here’s what I am packing, just for the pool…don’t even get me started on outfits for the evening…

The essentials:
A big floppy hat (but of course)
Strawberry rosebud lip balm
O.P.I.’s Big Apple Red
H&M Leopard Swimsuit
La Mer SPF 18 Fluid Tint
Vaaarious ringers…because who doesn’t want ring tans!?
H&M Gold cuff

*Not shown: my copy of Vogue and my iPhone (duh)

Have a great weekend y’all…and remember kids…What happens in Vegas no longer stays in Vegas…THANK SOCIAL MEDIA FOR THAT ONE.

I Don’t Have an Internet Bill…

so I bought this pretty piece instead.

The Jacinda ring from DANNIJO is tough and girly all at once…For a little under 100 bucks, this beauty was mine. My younger sister tried to talk me out of getting it (our styles differ)…but I couldn’t resist…and thus was busted when my sister got to the mail before I did. Proof? Here’s our text conversation….

Regardless, I love it…and my finger is happy. SEE:

(From left to right: Dannijo Jacinda Ring, Urban Outfitters ring, vintage ring…Nail color: O.P.I.’s Monsooner or Later)

Single Ladies Put A Ring On It (Not)

With the springtime here and “love in the air”, the topic of weddings has been popping up more and more…which is totally fine except I’m single (see: alone) and have 3 friends that just got engaged…including my younger sister. Which even more so solidifies my thought that I will indeed be the crazy single woman with cats and a ton of Chanel bags (regardless of the fact that I hate cats…but whatever).

On this lovely Sunday my sister and I ventured to malls of all malls (The Southcoast Plaza) and did more window-shopping than actual shopping…Where I spoke of drinks and dudes, my sister (the little bride to be) stopped at every single window display for diamonds…and then there  was the Tiffany & Co. window display which was absolutely adorable…so warm and heartfelt…as in my sister awed at the windows and I rolled my eyes…and then started sobbing. I kid, I kid.

Super thoughtful and adorable right?! And while I do (one day) want what’s below…Hot model Lily Aldrige marries hot dude (Caleb Followill) in cool band from Kings of Leon…I can wait.

So for now, I am this…but on the West Coast…

Except I’m not like 30-something…don’t have Bradshaw’s banging bod (yet…ha) Oh, and I live at home. Crap.

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Concrete Jungle Where Dreams Are Made Of…

New York City.

…or specifically the LES (that’s the lower east side…)

That damn jungle also stole my purse and dignity on the last night my amazing vacation. Since then, life has been in shambles…trying to rebuild things like my wallet and identity via several trips to the DMV…But hey, someone in NYC is the proud owner of a $500 marc jacobs bag, a treasured vintage MCM wallet, a fabulous point-n-shoot camera with over 200 photos from the trip (such.a.bummer.), an iPhone and over $100 in cash.

It could have always been worse and all those things can be replaced but damn someone scored. Just have to laugh it off, that’s life.

Oh, and in case you are confused about the title of this post, see below: