Tag Archives: shopbop

Wincing through the lingo.

[Pictured: latergram from an especially rank bathroom in RVA after a margarita. Obviously.] There are a lot of things I don’t know, but I’ll tell you one thing I do know: dick and fart jokes are great. I was in a relatively stellar mood on my way into a meeting recently when the familiar sedative […]

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What’s in a name + a quick ode.

I revealed on the C+C Facebook recently that I kind of hate the living s*$t out of this blog’s name. Ha! Sorry, man. But it could not be further from my style. Not the caftan part, just the whole thing: the kind of lame-duck humor to it, the too-easy pairing, the alliteration… the family-friendly obviousness […]

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Boss(hogg).

“I’ve just been so terrible about keeping in touch. I just, I work, all the time, and I talk about work, I worry about work, I haven’t exercised in over a month, and I just, I have so much work.” “Well, so does everybody else,” #ouch And so went a totally non-hostile exchange with a […]

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The little garden that could.

[Celebrating the first day in a month not spent with dirt caked under my fingernails with Raventos i Blanc pink cava.] Now that you know I’ve been bananas busy like my backside’s on fire—so busy—I thought it’d be a good time to put a few more dirty socks on that pile and tell you about two […]

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You unoriginal bastard!

“$1.25, Willie?” Name that reference and you get a burrito. Bonked a presentation over the bean with a rotten tangerine today. Just, BONK. (Not pictured.) Formula dressing for formula nailing. I’m getting the hang of corporate in the same way someone gets the hang of being in a foreign country by just giving up on […]

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Flush to the beat of your own drum.

Hey! Things were getting a little serious around here, so I figured I’d tell y’all a quick story to lighten things up. It’s called “The Follow-Up Flush.” It hails from a small, legendary all-girls’ prep school in Richmond, VA. In an era full of Double Dare, Don Johnson and the Doobie Brothers. These were girls […]

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Wizzle from hizzle

 Remember when I used to work from home? So do I. Because I had a snowday recently and got to wear a rock tee. Without a blazer. Hmph. -C.

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Treat yoself.

 If you’ve had a few weeks anything like the few weeks I’ve had, you’re in the mood to spend some moolah. I’m here to help. Running Mar 3 until this Sunday the 8th!! Head over to my homegirl Shopbop and tell me what you get.   -C.

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In the weeds.

[Rag & Bone Skinny Repair jeans + Need/Supply Knightsbridge sweater + Sigerson booties.]   In the weeds, guys. In the weeds. Can barely respond to emails, let alone accomplish things I’m responsible for that people pay me to do. When I push the toothpaste out of the tube in the morning, I skip so far […]

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Hey, tough guy: a letter to myself.

  [Which We Want flannel from Need/Supply + All Saints Assembly leather jacket + Rag & Bone hat + PAIGE Hoxton jeans + Sigerson Morrison booties + Vanessa Mooney spike necklace + Warby Parker Nash glasses.] Dear Carey, ages 6-16: Yo. I say ‘Yo,’ because I know this to be your salutation of choice. You […]

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When years become more than a sum of days.

  [Joie Elaine cross-strap heels + Dolce Vita shorts + Vanessa Mooney choker + UO lace cami + Cloth & Stone denim shirt.] What’s your inside age? Your “feel” age? I’ve had pals say they’re forever 17. I’ve had some pine for 20. 30 was my favorite, but most of the time, if I had […]

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Life en iPhone: August, 2014.

[Summer staples: black manicures + Need/Supply finger cuffs + Dolce Vita shorts + Rag & Bone hat + Joie booties + Isabel Marant things far, far out of my budget.] Neither out of a sense of being overcome by one’s good looks nor habit (vanity maybe, though), I went the way of Cher Horowitz and […]

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