Baer Fabrics closed in 2008, sadly. It will be missed! One day in the spring of 1981, Dorothy Burns was scanning the endless shelves at Baer Fabrics in downtown Louisville, looking for the perfect ma...
Kyoto has always been one of my favorite places to shop for cool stuff. Two shops, Nijusanya and Katsura-Ya, have wonderful handmade combs and hair ornaments carved in Japanese motifs. These are used...
I have been so sick for the past few days. I will not go into the gory details but it’s the sickest I have been for years. The last time I got this sick was right after my divorce and that time...
I watched the moonrise yesterday. It was still light when she appeared and hovered above the hazy skyline, faded like an old photo washed by the Summer sun. She was a big, translucent pie that I want...
This morning I was browsing through twitter and I was getting caught up on the lives of some of my old friends that I don’t see/talk to much anymore. It’s strange to me that we have these...
I’m starting to worry how much I like to be alone. When I was younger I constantly wanted to be around people, entertained; stimulated. Now I can think of nothing I would rather do than spend my enti...
I stopped reading fashion magazines like two years ago because they made me feel fucking awful. I’m 5’9” a size eight. I work out at least four or five times a week and I eat super healthy, but after...
The lovely miss Jemma who just happens to be my neighbor down here in Silverlake had a team of talented youngsters put together this amazing video for the launch of her new line Lykke Wullf, sold at ...
Sometimes I think I’m terribly hard to love. I’m moody, I’m independent, I like to be alone, I’m bossy, I’m a perfectionist and mostly I just have a hard time letting pe...
The jet lag returning from London has proven to be much worse than upon arriving. When I travel I’m so excited to arrive at my chosen destination that I just power through. But when I returned late W...
A few weeks back I was in San Francisco and I was at BellJar doing some work. I was sitting in my office, which is directly behind the cash wrap and I could hear the girls chatting as they made their...
Sometimes I just prefer to be around people much older and wiser than me. I love to spend my nights with the generation that grew up along side Dylan and Patty. I love to hear their tales of a time w...
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I am a girl…I am so many different girls. Sometimes I’m strong and frank in a well tailored pant suit ready to deal with the business at hand. Other days I’m soft and fragile in my ...
It’s cold here. Colder than any city filled with bustling people has any right to be. Cold in a way that does not inspire the flower to push itself with determination through the cracks in the sidewa...
I’m off to London to see my lovely miss Scarlett- Take care of my fair cities both SF and LA. I will miss your Lovely weather. Think of me as I freeze off my tits. I’ll drink a pint for y...
It makes sense that coming off a long term relationship a boy would have a certain level of confusion. I’m a fucking idiot. I wanted to believe that he was the one. I ignored the signs while his frie...
Although, by time I was old enough to have a crush on him, his former hip shaking, slick backed boy next store, good boy gone bad image had slipped away and was replaced with his white suit, pilled o...
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I think too much. Sometimes I wish I could just remove my brain. Not permanently just when it’s acting like an annoying nagging child. It just need a bit of an off switch. Something to relax it...
Ok Ok I was one of the many silly girls sucked into the whole Ryan Gossling craze. After I saw the notebook I found myself unusually occupied with his chest in a way I usually reserve for boys I have...
I wish I had fallen in love when I was a teenager. I wish I had been one of those rare special humans that found her missing piece just as life begin to rise and grow and change. I wish I had allowed...
The beet is the most intense of vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent, not of passion. The beet is the murderer return...
I’m ready to break out my sparkly, fancy, lovely frocks. You would think living in such close proximity to Hollywood I would find many excuses to get all dolled up, but LA’s casual style ...
I have been in LA nearly two months now. I’m getting settled, feeling sure footed, figuring my life out. It’s strange, in a very outwardly way, I feel as if not much has changed and that ...
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