The great thing about having a blog is that I get to write about whatever I want whenever I want to. That freedom means that if Im lusting after oh, say, $10,000 worth of beautiful clothes from the N...
Oh, Rockport, Maine. You are the most perfect place in the world to me. Being up here right now is bittersweet; for the past twenty-three years, coming up here at this time of year has meant kn...
Well, dear readers, the time has come for me to post the last batch of photos I took in Paris. These are some of my favorites from the whole trip, and while I feel like Ive said that about every phot...
I have been slacking on the weekly "10 Things I Like" posts, and for that I am deeply sorry. I dont know if you missed them as much as I did, but with a trip to Europe and some sweeping life ...
There are few things I like more than soft, well designed T-shirts. This probably stems from the uniform of athletic shorts and a graphic T that I wore to school every day from 1st to 5th grad...
Some of the people milling around outside the Louvre were in school groups, most were tourists, and a few were French ladies out for an afternoon of art with their friends. Different languages swirle...
I know, I know, two posts in two days about a J.Crew collaboration? Id apologize if those espadrilles from yesterday and the belt above werent so totally awesome. Look at it; the leather, the studs, ...
My mom went to Maine this past weekend, leaving my father and me (and Rosie The Dog and Snug The Kitty) to our own devices. Even though hes a man of a certain age and I like to think Im a fairly matu...
Ive loved espadrilles since I first clomped around in my mothers at age 3. Theres something inherently inviting about them; they look so casual, so summery, so easy-going. They say, "come hang ou...
Wedge sneakers have been a big deal for a while now. Ive seen both Isabel Marants and Marc Jacobs versions a fair amount in NYC, a few times in Boston, and absolutely never in Maine. But I must say, ...
When the weather gets nice, all I want to do on the weekends is listen to country music (Ive tried fighting it with no luck; Ive been a sucker for twang since eighth grade) and sit by the wate...
Our last two days in Paris were a heavenly blur of museums, stores, walking, food, and friends. Strangely enough, a lot of people my mom and I know were in Paris at the same time we were; we had luxu...
So the French not only know how to dress well, they know how to accessorize...(more after the jump) ...with dogs.
I’m good at shopping. This I know. What I learned in Paris, however, is that I’m even better at shopping in Paris. If you read my blog, you’ll know I’m obsessed with Bensimon sneakers and Isabel Mara...
While some may call Paris the city of light, Ive coined it the city of people-watching; Id never seen so many beautifully dressed citizens in my life. While this revelation isnt necessarily ground-br...
Our last morning in London fed into our first afternoon in Paris; after a long, leisurely breakfast, we got ourselves to St. Pancras station. We boarded the train, I picked up a French Vogue (which t...
My mother’s birthday in London was absolutely perfect. After sleeping in (because we were jet-lagged and tired from the theatre the night before) we went down to breakfast and met Clelia, her friend ...
Hello my dearest readers, I am back! I couldnt post during the trip due to internet issues, but I think this was a good thing; being disconnected allowed me to really soak up the cities. It was...
The question is, was John Berger, an English painter, correct in his above assessment of these two great cities? I wouldnt be able to tell you unless I were to visit both places...and, since I AM LEA...
I remember my preschool teachers being slightly shocked when I told them my favorite foods were artichokes, lobster, and french fries (good to know some things never change, isnt it?). I guess thats ...
I recently wrote another Behind the Design piece for Boston Magazines food blog, this time on the new movement that seems to be sweeping Boston-area restaurant walls: graffiti. And you KNOW I love gr...
I cannot believe its May. This is the month I would reference, in September, when I would to say to myself, "oh, when its May you can start worrying about ____." And mostly, that ____ would g...
Saturday was one of those days when, after visiting old graves for a while, you walk into Concord Prime with your parents and buy scallops and oysters. It happens to the best of us, and the only poss...
You know when you lose your favorite pair of sunglasses and then go out and buy another pair and then the old pair turns up? Thats how I felt when I found out about Edith A. Miller today; last week I...
Swimming in Walden Pond while studying the transcendentalists in high school is not a bad to way to become steeped in a great literary tradition. Lincoln, MA, where I live, is about five minutes from...
My dear readers, once again, welcome to the weekend (cue Loverboy song...now). Im pretty excited for my next few days, mostly because I once again have a stack of magazines to get through. I also lov...
Dressing well means wearing what looks good on you. Duh, right? Not always; In high school I tried to fight this fact and ignored my mother when shed remind me of it. Id buy flouncy blouses and skirt...
I found these glasses on Saks Point of View blog a little while ago and havent been able to get them out of my head. Ever since teaching sailing and convincing the little sailors that I took a year o...
I stumbled across the band Fruit Bats when I was in college. I have no idea how I found them, but I do know that I listened to the song "The Ruminant Band" and "When U Love Somebody" ...
Ive been struck by stripes, dear readers. Theres nothing like a good horizontal pattern to add a kick to an outfit, and Ive found two collections that have me tearing through my closet to find my own...
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