photo diary: good food + weather.
Been a busy bee. Handling too much super serious life business, eating good food, not getting proper manicures (yuck!), celebrating love and living in sandals. Life could be a lot worse.
Journal
meet emile.
retail therapy. crossing off the structured tote off my list. alexander wang large emile tote (black pebbled leather with rose gold hardware).
perforated.
what i wore today; white v-neck t-shirt: pro club, cardigan: target, three tier box chain bracelet: french connection, belt: j.crew, perforated suede ankle booties: jeffrey campbell.
hardware.
what i wore today; ankle length zippered skinny jeans, scoop neck knit top, graphic print shell: f21. claw cusp, feather two-finger ring, necklace: asos. ray-ban wayfarers, casio digital bank watch (gift from the hubs), the warfare collective rip bfo wristband (twc), essie nailpolish ‘cute as a button.’ see by chloe wedges: endless.
bag lady.
all i need is one big bag and lots and lots of clutches in my life.
one: deux lux satchel
two: asos leather portfolio clutch
three: melie bianco raw edge foldover clutch
four: marc by marc jacobs bianca clutch
apparently i have a thing for gold hardware. on my person or on my purse. okay, back to shoe shopping.
mon cherie, pierre.
be still my heart. espadrille wedges? check. celine shopper? check. camel coat? check.
pierre hardy spring 2011. <3
photo credit: tresdope via WWD
dear mister kirkwood.
if you and i have ever spoken about shoes, we’ve spoken about nicholas kirkwood. my obsession knows no bounds. this pair in particular, i’ve lusted over for longer than i care to admit. so when i found them, on sale, i had to snatch them up. i did my research on size and fit and placed my order. i waited for the UPS man with bated breath. when they finally arrived i opened the box very carefully. paying attention to every detail, then finally grasping these lovelies. i have to admit, i saw them and instantly thought… “no way these will ever fit.”
so i waited, hoping the dissapointment that was around the corner would get tired of waiting and leave. then, when nobody was around… i put one shoe on and to my surprise my foot glided in without any effort. however, as i glanced at the full-sized mirror across from me i noticed something.
okay, so not even close to being that bad. in fact, they weren’t over the edge. but they were close enough to the edge to bug the hell outta me. the boy was all for keeping them, but i just couldn’t do it. i know that every time i’d reach over to put them on i’d think about the cliffhanging and opt out. and who wants pretty (&pricey) shoes they can’t/won’t wear? not i. so back they went the very next day.
and the hunt for a brightly colored spring heel continues.
