I’m still alive, which means I can dish about this Bergdorf's event I attended. Which gives me another day to enjoy my nightly Nutella-slathered sliced bread, another x amount of days to work up enough bones to pay for a box of Ladurée macarons, the lining of a Gerard Darel bag, and the sole ... Read More
Dancing ‘Til the World Ends
Since the world's supposedly ending today, I should buy myself a new pair of shoes. Might as well look good those last 24 hours or so, non? It would be cruel and unusual punishment to let me shrivel in the confines of my home, thus rendering it justifiable to shell out the plastic card for this ... Read More
I Love Wildfox: An Ode
I love words. The look of them. The taste of them. The sound of them. I love cheeky. Raunchy, even. In the classiest way, of course. Therefore it comes at no surprise that I adore kitschy little graphic tees—though I own only two (that I actually wear; the remainder is left in an untouched pile, ... Read More