1.0Soft Sensibilitieshttps://kimberlypearl.co/blogKimberlyhttps://kimberlypearl.co/blog/author/kimberlypearl-92gmail-com/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="TF2tCPif8E"><a href="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/five-things-7-3-26/">Five Things (7.3.26)</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/five-things-7-3-26/embed/#?secret=TF2tCPif8E" width="600" height="338" title="“Five Things (7.3.26)” — Soft Sensibilities" data-secret="TF2tCPif8E" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> 1. June came and went, then the sun returned to usher in July. There’s romance in the gloom, but only in small doses. (Consecutive weeks of grey, in summer, don’t suit my temperament.) But perhaps it was necessary; as much as I was plagued by insomnia this month, June was also a time of deep rest. I slept in often. Worked in even, unhurried spurts throughout the late afternoon to early evening. What a delicious luxury to wake up without an alarm or worse, a Slack or Teams notification—then roll out of bed to write. 2. Live shopping on TikTok, specifically for pre-loved luxury bags, has been my vice. It’s the millennial and Gen Z equivalent of QVC and late-night infomercials. A dangerous thrill, really. And while it can be fruitful for building an interesting bag collection—shoppers get access to exclusives typically only available in Asian markets—this has also been a front-row seat to behavioral economics. The ecosystem is fascinating, with a language entirely of its own. Is anyone interested in a firsthand guide? 3. Paloma Wool finally opened in L.A., and I’m eager to report that the Mopit—the viral halter top—is as flattering as you see online. Do I need…https://kimberlypearl.co/blog/wp-content/uploads/2026/07/farmers-market-fresh-juices-in-ice.jpg