treasures

Brass horseshoe stud earrings from Trillium's etsy shop, vintage necklaces

There are few joys in life more wholly satisfying than arriving home from work to find an Etsy purchase waiting for you. Especially if said Etsy delivery has been delayed thanks to the practiced mediocrity of USPS and package comes equipped with a personalized thank-you note from the seller. I saw these babies in the March issue of Lucky Magazine and had to have them. The vintage necklaces (one from my favorite vintage store in New Orleans, the other a 'gift' for my best friend which has ended up on my neck more often than hers) were the perfect counterpoint to an oversized "I don't care anymore" t-shirt. Sometimes bits and baubles are all it takes.

running with the fash pack

all photos via Vanessa Jackman

Vanessa Jackman's street style blog is a bit like spending time perusing the impossibly perfect landscape of heaven. It's just as good as you thought it would be. And it's not even the clothing that makes everything so perfect--it's the way the clothing has been styled to suit the needs of each individual. You get the feeling that if each of these women were given the exact same items to wear, they would still manage to look totally unique. That, to me, is the definition of exceptional personal style, and to be honest I'm not certain I have it. Sure, I'm pretty good at donning something someone else told me to wear (it helps if it's Chloe Sevigny, Anna Wintour, Alexa Chung, or the Urban Outfitters catalog). But do I really blaze my own trail? Or am I just following the pack? Ultimately, does it really matter as long as I'm comfortable and have fun with clothes?

Also, is it just me or does the abundance of inane rhetorical questions posed above remind you of an episode of Sex in the City? Reread the first paragraph in Carrie Bradshaw's voice...No, I'm just kidding. Don't do that.

death is like traveling abroad

vintage dress, LaRok sweater, vintage Halston belt, vintage necklace, Christian Louboutin shoes
A friend's baby shower on Sunday yielded the perfect opportunity to don a cold war-era dress and vertiginous heels completely unsuitable for walking in. Baby showers are also a convenient excuse to drink before 12pm.

Also, my grandfather died on Friday at the ripe old age of 102. Back at the funeral in Phoenix, my dad delivered the eulogy and read this quote from Marcel Proust that's been occupying my mind ever since:

"People do not die for us immediately, but remain bathed in a sort of aura of life which bears no relation to true immortality but through which they continue to occupy our thoughts in the same way as when they were alive. It is as though they were traveling abroad."

Safe travels, Papa.

curiouser and curiouser

wearing F21 skirt, t-shirt from LF, Urban Outfitters tights, Zara booties, vintage and F21 jewelry, vintage mink stole, vintage Bally bag
Last night I suffered through fist-pumping and throbbing techno music--a vomitous combination that left me irritable and craving pizza. Needless to say I won't be setting foot in North Beach again unless I come in search of transgendered prostitutes or lousy weed.

Luckily tonight was way more amazing. I saw Alice in Wonderland in 3D at the Castro Theater, and it was every bit as 3D as I hoped it would be. Tim Burton is some kind of weirdo genius.

long white dresses

Spending a few days in the sun really hammered home the fact that a: I am the palest person in the greater San Diego area, and b: I can't wait to dump all my remotely warm clothing and start hunting for a simple white column dress. Modern or vintage, it doesn't matter. As you can see in the pictures below, either option is lovely:

L to R: Ashley Olsen via Olsens Anonymous, Victorian lace dress via Chic and You Shall Find

Thoughts occupying me this evening: What do you think is going to happen when the spawn of MTV's "16 and Pregnant" grow old enough to comprehend the fact that their asshole parents decided to document The Biggest Mistake of Their Lives on a reality TV show? Nothing says "I love you, kid" like showing your little one the first time daddy texted mommy: "tell me where 2 sign the papers 4 that little mistake."

Someone should do a case study on this. I want follow-ups in 15-20 years.