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The path of most resistance: killing creativity, part 1.

[Hard to see, but insanely good Free People eyelash lace slip in black + a fringed navy suede jacket from Anthro.] This is the first in a series I’ve written on the subject of creativity, broken up somewhat chronologically. Bear with me, and please share your thoughts, as it could help shape the direction of […]

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On weeding and whiling away.

[Dolan Pieced Petal sweatshirt + Rag & Bone zipper cutoffs + Urban Outfitters hat + flutternyc cuff.] Adjusting remarkably well to having about 10% of the workload that I had this time last month. Sort of scary. In the absence of answering emails and never taking lunch breaks and stuff, I’ve transferred most of my […]

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Who relocated my Brillat-Savarin?

[Joie Katrine blouse + Dolce Vita shorts + Joie Dalton suede booties + Rag & Bone hat + Vanessa Mooney] If I had my druthers, every Sunday would be mild and sunny, and every Monday would be quiet and grey. I’m a sucker for serendipitous transitions, because they rarely happen. I’d like to dedicate a […]

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Anatomy of a panic attack.

  [Joie Violette blouse + my fat pants.] I like how in movies the whimpering, panicky old broad always gets slapped in the face. “Get a HOLD of yourself, you daft cow!” There’s a reason it’s become a cliche: because it works. If I’m not talking about paranoia related to procreation, I guess I’m talking about […]

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Real, by design.

[Vanessa Mooney necklace + Rag & Bone floppy brim fedora + LNA shoulder cut-out tee, all via Shopbop + Isabel Marant shorts and old Sam Edelman Louie boots.] I read this article about good ole, wholesome Jane Aldridge in its entirety the other day—a bit of a throwback, but still incredibly fascinating—and have since run out […]

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Flailing in the green room.

[Which We Want origami dress, Need Supply + Rachel Pally shrug + Seychelles booties + Citrine by the Stones tassel necklace] If there’s one thing I envy about men, it’s the “man child” phenomenon that somehow makes not acting one’s age charming. More than charming, magnetic. Independence is mysterious, enviable, and immortal. And good looks […]

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Two days by the bay.

[360 Sweater via Shopbop.com.] N.B. I’m maybe the last sucker with an iPhone 4, so this is going to be a bunch of shitty pictures. But whatever. I didn’t really think about this last waylay in San Francisco in terms of the last time I’d been there. Definitely didn’t pause to do many then v. […]

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Find the bathroom first.

[Da Nang silk camo pants + Rag & Bone leather shoulder blouse + antique squash blossom necklace + Vanessa Mooney cuff and ring.] My mom is a sneaky genius. With a Masters in Chemistry she’s also an obvious genius, but the confounding side of her brain I find usually dawns on me after the fact. […]

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It’s Miller time!

[Lili's Closet tiered tulle chemise + an old Anthro sweater with gossamer awesomeness + Free People Antalya coin collar.] Buds. Not pals, buds on trees. And in the words of Carol Anne, “They’re heeeerrreeee!” I gotta say. Since this time last year, things have been sort of a professional whirlwind of magical proportions. It’s an […]

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Not careless, quick and unlucky.

[Da Nang silk pants + T by Alexander Wang LS pocket tee + Dannijo pendant.] For someone with a sometimes crippling proclivity toward perfectionism, I am a total mess. I didn’t really know to classify this anywhere other than in the “bad luck” category until I met Rob, who pointed out that when it comes […]

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In limbo.

[Current/Elliott + Wildfox t-shirt + Made with Love bracelets, finally cut the old ones off after 5 years and slapped on a new set + Ugg boots + that belt again.] Drifting around somewhere between being a grown-up and a total dipshit, and somewhere between winter and spring. I have clear preferences in regards to […]

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Wodehouse on Wodehouse: Notes on better texting, p1.

[Wildfox 1974 sweatshirt + Current/Elliott jeans.] I’ll admit I suck at texting. I’ve had this discussion with someone before. In person, I’m actually kind of comfortable serving up blank stares during conversation, but with texts, I have a tone crisis. Others before me have agreed: best to pepper your msgs with smileys and exclamations. Nothing […]

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