[Vintage INXS t-shirt + Level 99 jeans + Miu Miu heels + Vanessa Mooney necklace, bracelets] ROCK TEE. Score of century, via eBay. I’m so environmentally conscious.
[Maeve stained glass skirt from Anthro + vintage Army t-shirt from VintageTrends.com + Club Monaco hoops (ShopBop) + Motif 99 cuff (ShopBop) + Vanessa Mooney rings and bracelets.] I have started and stopped writing this post so many times over the last 3 months. I’ve written the lines in my head in the shower in […]
It’s an exciting time for wine in the New World. I’m not going say a revolution is in the works, but we are seeing some encouraging signs. Enough winemakers are willing to make wines a little differently and enough people are willing to buy those wines—and that’s all it takes. A new generation of winemakers […]
[Daughters of the Liberation army jacket + vintage pins + Vanessa Mooney pendant + Deena & Ozzy hat + Title Unknown dashiki t + some bellbottom cords don't remembah.] On the second day of Chris-mas, I waxed poetic about the South and channeled Lieutenant Dan, because that’s rock and roll—the intersection of grit and glory, […]
[Anthro In Parallel pullover + old JCrew toothpick cords I almost threw out before some custom destruction reinvention made them new again + Genie by Eugenia Kim hat + JCrew scarf + Vanessa Mooney necklace] I got the coolest comment on my last mother of a post. Comments are very life-affirming if you’re me. However, as […]
[Mara Hoffman hooded caftan + J.Crew hat + Gara Danielle beads.] There are trips, and there are getaways. There are vacations, and there are soul-quenching breaks from everyday life that smooth you out. Breaks from worry. Even my split ends are chill like Sade and a bottle of Bombay.
We had a blast hanging out with Christie—creator of RVA’s coolest handmade ties, and designer behind Fibre Craft. Christie and I met up for a beer a couple of months ago at Ipanema and talked RVA, fashion, blogging, and careers, and she gave me a serious case of do-what-you-love-itis. Because she’s putting some major time, […]
The 2011 Oregon wines are trickling in. It’s been called the miracle vintage, which sounds romantic, but, having been there, it seemed more like the by the seat of your pants vintage, or the how can weather models be so wrong vintage. Grapes desperately trying to ripen were saved (for the most part) by a grace period […]
Later on, after wringing out my socks and icing my hammies, I was texted the above photo and looked at Rob, shaking my ‘fro from side to side: “Man. Who the hell wears a dashiki t-shirt on a lethal, boulder-scrambling hike?” I’d have to say the biggest draw of hiking Old Rag is the views. […]
[Saying hi to Toby before dinner. Anthro hooded sweater, Free People shorts, Luv AJ ankle cuff, Sam Edelman boots, Anthro clutch.]
I’m pretty into being 31. I was super into being 30. There isn’t much I have to gripe about that is age-related. However, the absence of something does not always infer the bounty of its polar point: I’m not exactly celebrating things like not having 23-year-old eye skin anymore, or rejoicing that I’m losing […]