Spent Valentine's Day at The Beekman. It was like stepping into another era: a rare glimpse into old New York, a world away from an existence dictated by screens and scrolling in favor for the slow. And the decadent, of course. Rich textures and opulent details, forever scented (and cemented) into ... Read More
Objects of Desire
Took the ever-elegant Lady Dior on an outing this weekend. To the LACMA we went; it'd been a while since I visited (and at least two years since she'd been out of storage). Key works were still just as I remembered (Picassos and Matisses, namely, and this giant David Hockney of his view commuting to ... Read More
Flowers No. 73
Wore one of my favorite corsets for dinner with the girls a few nights ago. I'm not sure if getting older or two-ish years spent inside (first quarantining, then working from home) are to blame for my aversion to slinkier silhouettes, but I've fully embraced the oversized 'fit. Menswear blazers and ... Read More