In the spirit of never-ending sangria and stretchy pants, a few things I'm grateful for: Six-dollar notebooks at Barnes & Noble, which I buy in bulk. I usually have one with me at all times—I need something bound to organize all my compulsive note-taking and journaling needs—should the ... Read More
50 Shades of Cream
In an ideal world where red wine doesn't stain and the weather is never too wet or icy for precariously high heels paired with skirts, this is what I'd be wearing the other 10 percent of the time when I'm not wearing black. .  .  . xx ... Read More
The Thigh’s the Limit
When you grow up with Rhea as your mother and Audrey as your icon (it's been an at least an 18-year relationship; we're on a first-name basis), you're practically bred to believe that shift dresses and le smoking suits are the epitome of womanhood. Yes to black, cashmere turtleneck sweaters! Yes to ... Read More