On my way home yesterday, I stopped by a shoe store because I felt inspired to look at some summer-y shoes. I found this pair of teal leather espadrilles that would have been perfect for the Bahamas, but the quality of the heel was, to put it kindly, utter crap....
Random fun fact? I used to interpret book characters by what drink I think they’d order at Starbucks. I was a barista for a year and you can tell a lot about a person based on what they order. My drink varies (one of three. Thank you, Salad Dressing Syndrome)....
I’m on a shoe kick. But I’m not apologizing. One should never apologize for shoes. The other day, I was walking through East Midtown with my beloved mentor and his amazing wife. Anyway, the wife and I got talking about shopping and clothes and she pointed out a pair of...
So I’ve been thinking a little more about this 10 concept (I get a little caught up in things sometimes and they tend to rule my life)… I realized—gasp!—that I really shouldn’t be shopping online. Unless, of course, I’m willing to pay return fees for anything that comes and isn’t...
Hello, my pretties, and Happy Scrabble Day! I was browsing etsy and the Internet, because I know there’s tons of cute Scrabble jewelry out there, but then I wondered how often I would actually wear it.I grew up playing Scrabble with my mom, who’s a beast. She has a vocabulary...
In the same book I referenced yesterday, the authors argue that no one should own anything less than a 10. It doesn’t matter which great aunt bought you your perfume; if it’s not a 10, you won’t wear it. So ditch it. On the way home yesterday, I did a...
I did a post last week about classic clothes and investing in timeless pieces. As luck would have it, I just received a book manuscript for I Have Nothing to Wear by Jill Martin and Dana Ravich. And while I won’t divulge all that’s covered in the soon-to-come book, I...
I’m no relationship expert, nor do I pretend to be. But I still get calls from girlfriends whenever they’re in a boy-related sitch. It always baffled me a little; I mean I’ve read about relationships, and certainly tried my hand at them. But, sadly I have an innate way of...
Not that I can tell since I’m cooped up in my cubicle, but it’s supposedly 75 degrees outside. I’m not wearing pants. Or tights. Scandalous, I know. And while it dips down to some lower temperatures this week, it looks like the snow/hail/whatever-weather.com-deems-as-“wintry-mix” is gone and spring has sprung. And...
Happy Post-It Day!! Say what? You didn’t know that April 6 was Post-It Day? Well shame on you for not going through all the most insane holidays and neurotically writing them down in your Lilly Pulitzer planner along with ideas for how to incorporate them into your equally neurotic blog....