[Mara Hoffman silk pants + Sam Edelman boots + ASOS jacket + J.Crew scarf and hat + Motif 56 cuff, Low Luv cuff, Made with Love bracelets + Gorjana pendant.]
Happy St Patrick’s Day! I know it’s Irish, but it makes me think of Scottish. Which makes me think of that road near Saratoga called Scotch Bush road. Which I immediately remarked upon seeing: “That’s what Scottish women have.”
I hope you don’t think I’m some sort of degenerate after my last post, dudes… I was really just always in the wrong place at the wrong time. And when you’re 20, you don’t think about things like walking out the front door of a bar with a beer in your hand. Let that be a lesson to you St. Patty’s Day revelers tonight!
This is how I’m celebrating: green tight pants and a beer. We’re really blowing it out.
I’m spazzing out over this hat. It arrived too late for our trip in December, popped in around February, and has been resting on the back of the arm chair waiting for its debut! The best part is that it totally takes this look from borderline prostie to backstage dingleberry, hanger-oner person.
Hemingway meets Steppenwolf groupie. I dig it.
Hey: Eli barfed up a pile of sticks today. Silver lining? The snow on the deck was melted enough for him to access said sticks for eating! Spring is here!
[Pants last seen in this post when we went to see our friend Bryan’s amazing band, Severe Severe. You can download their album at the Severe Severe site or get it on iTunes. If you dig 80s underground synthy goodness, haunting vocals, and (ahem) ferocious percussion, you will dig it, especially The Southern Barrier—amazing!]
Oh—shout out to my girl J. Rubes—the most hysterical C+C reader/friend who stopped by with her adorable BF at our pad up here in VT yesterday to say hi and bring beer and wine! [Smart girl.] Wait, what? You want to meet her? I can’t arrange that, per se, but you can look at this awesome photo I posted of her and said love recreating Bob Dylan’s iconic Freewheelin’ album cover.
I’ve said it once, I’ll say it again: C+C friends are the coolest peeps around. And that means you.
So… hydrate, and stuff!
-Carey
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Ahh..my Irish Daddy would be proud. Green on St. Patty’s Day and a wheat beer. Can you believe the ONLY piece of green I have in my wardrobe are those boots, and a gray and green striped A Wang T? And did I remember to wear either of them today? Ummm, no.
Degenerate? Dude, check your email for my degenerate drunk story.
Love the photos, Sam. May I be so bold as to say that your booty looks hot in those pants? Cause it do.
Bush?! Hahahahahah! You’re hysterical. And oh so adorable with your beer in hand.
what?! you mean to tell me you’re not a degenerate of sorts? aw, poop. i guess this means i’m going to have to re-evalute this friendship of ours.
I love this outfit….a perfect mix of textures, color and print! Bravo!
PS I am hosting my first giveaway – a Wrapped To Wear bracelet. If you are interested in entering, here is the link: http://www.triplemaxtons.com/2011/03/wrapped-to-wear-giveaway.html 🙂
Now you know this is a total heather post…
Bushes, beers, fashion and your kid puking!
You look sick in those pants… I have a few stories myself but I was 12 and offered quarters for sex. Yup.
It’s not as bad as it sounds. It wasn’t my fault the adults spiked the punch!
I want those boots
SO….your dad and I almost broke up over Steppenwolf. Seriously. It was definitely 1968 as we had just started dating. He wanted me to go to a Steppenwolf concert in NYC and I think I had grandparents in town and said I couldn’t go. He did NOT take that well. BUT….he got over it. 🙂