[More this is just me looks: Elizabeth & James nylon shorts + Banana leather jkt + J.Crew shirt + Sir Alistair Rai scarf + naked lady backpack, per usual.] Most days of the week, I go for approachable cool. [These days also tend to illicit the most positive response from Rob. When will girls learn that guys like it when… View Post
Mother’s milk.
[H&M tank dress + Banana Republic jacket + J.Crew cardigan + Kors booties] I saw this on the hanger yesterday at H&M and didn’t even try it on before I bought it. Pure perfection: the silky jersey over-layer, the perfect Hanes-style under-layer, icy nude shades, and the side draping—it’s everything about this trend I was looking to try out. For $19.95,… View Post
Pack the tonic, Jeeves.
And you might as well put some spirits in it. And lime juice. And some bloody ice cubes, for Christ’s sake—reaaallly. And that’s how you end up with a bottle of makeshift V&T’s in broad daylight on a Sah-turr-dee. God save the Queen. -C+R
The art of the booze cruise.
Arriving at dinner by boat is very desirable. It perhaps is the best mode of transportation for the occasion. The weather was perfect and the bay was glassy, so there was no need for my sea legs; I have none anyway. Riesling: the new sea sickness pill. I did feel prophetic for having purchased some Sperry boat shoes last year,… View Post
“It’s the same ocean.”
[My super sweet ride + Rob trailing Melissa and Andy on the tandem bike.] More Memorial Day weekend pherters fer yer. We enjoyed a few hours of sobriety at the beach before diving right back into the mayhem. Sometimes you just have to go with the flow—once I lose control of my hair, I pretty much can’t be held accountable… View Post