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
Bag Whore: Lady Dior
It's ironic, isn't it, that the words "whore" and "lady" should appear in the same line. I suppose it's not entirely paradoxical if you so happened to be mid-sentence summarizing Julia Robert's transformation from a common whore to a high-society lady upon meeting Richard Gere in the ever classic ... Read More