Lace from my dress, in the shadows, walking home from work. Finally, these skies, sunny.
I wear a lot of stripes. Almost every day. I adore stripes. They.are.great.
I just had to own a blouse with little saguaro cacti all over. Isn’t she a beaut?
I forgot we’re in January, Boston, and I should be wearing boots out in the morning. But these oxfords have survived a few light dustings and should be no worse for the wear.
I’m known to pretty much live in cardigans and usually, even if its business all over, I’ve got a cheeky pair of socks on. This is the epitome of my style and I recently purchased this gorgeous cashmere cardigan and some feet fashion to go with.
My father died when I was 16; he was one of the most dapper men I’ve ever met and fancied his things nice. One of the items I inherited was a gorgeous, soft as butter, vintage leather Coach day planner, which he carried around to keep track of things. It’s been 10 years since heContinue reading “my pa’s things.”