I was talking to a guy about how unnecessary and excessive I thought a diamond ring was—and engagement one, that is. I’m not a fan of the conventional or tradition, really, and if I wanted a diamond ring, I'd get it for me. I'm not to be bought! On that note, I’ve been on this whole self-love ... Read More
Bag Whore: Le Ballon Rouge
I love pencil cases. I always have, since grade school, when first graders had unspoken competitions over who had the coolest pencil cases which housed the coolest gel pens. My fondness for them has never ceased—wholly justified because it is an absolute necessity for (a) keeping all my writing ... Read More
Bag Whore: The Lehman Brothers Clutch
At this point I’m well aware of how late I am in regards to keeping up with the latest bits and bobs in fashion. It’s detrimental, really, not reading Fashionista and The Cut daily (or, rather, every half hour whenever they update) if I’m to pursue anything in this industry, but eh, that’s what the ... Read More