This is everything right now. Blues, sea, whites, bikini, golds, carefree. Mind, body (!), place. Take me there, now. . . . x {image via} ... Read More
A Closet Full of Clothes But Nothing to Wear
This morning. Nothing to wear, typical of the closet-full-of-things-but-hate-it-all syndrome. I pull hangers our haphazardly with half-asleep eyes. Try on a few options, get frustrated or bored—whichever comes first—and decide I'll sweat instead. Half an hour of Pilates and a shower later, I ... Read More
3 a.m. Confessions
I am addicted to green tea... I am addicted to black coffee... I am addicted to Starbucks Soy Hazelnut Lattes, venti-sized only... I am addicted to boys... I am addicted to lipsticks... I am addicted to gourmand flavors and fragrances... Session complete, sins aired and out in the open. It's ... Read More