Lately I'm trying to take better care of myself in every way possible, and that includes giving myself space to play around creatively with no ulterior motives. When I saw this fashion editorial...
My deep respect for Noa Azoulay-Sclater of Feather Love Photography is no secret here on the blog. Last April Noa invited me to speak at her Bay Area Artist Workshop--click through for a great recap!...
Colorful prints are not something you find a lot of in my wardrobe. I veer towards the safer territory of neutral solids; paw through my closet and you'll come up with a lot of basic white butto...
May I introduce you to the song that will be in your head all summer? It's by Chairlift, and if the name 'I Belong In Your Arms' doesn't sell you, then the dancy-bright synth beat...
As always, though I love the thrill of the hunt when it comes to thrifting for my home, there's something comforting about knowing I can log on to Etsy and score a few treasures without having t...
A wedding is rarely just the beginning of a new chapter in a couple's life together. In the case of Josh and Diana Perrin, it was also the start of a business that has taken the events world by ...
It is with no small degree of sadness that I share this news with you today. The June issue of Rue will be my last with the magazine. After weighing a number of personal factors quite heavily these l...
The wedding biz has changed a ton in the past few years. Blogs have had a lot to do with that. But so has the fact that couples are more interested than ever in expressing their individuality on the ...
Yesterday I went on a long hike in the afternoon sunshine. This morning I woke up to sore calves, sunburned shoulders and, in spite of it all, the irrepressible feeling of giddy anticipation that com...
It has been a long while since I did anything new and interesting around the house--chalk it up to being busy with work and worrying myself silly over what other peoples' homes look like. So whe...
Oh Colin. I can see you're feeling anxious. Let me stroke that pensive expression off your face. While we're at it, let me stroke your shoulders beneath that butter yellow vee neck sweater,...
When I was in college the Stanford Shopping Center was just a (dangerously!) close bike ride away. I have such fond memories of escaping campus with girlfriends to window shop and drink milkshakes wh...
Happy Friday! It's been a long, fun-filled week on my end. A blog birthday, a blogger birthday (this girl!), and a busy round of meetings and work. Tomorrow I'm excited to be covering the T...
Apologies for yesterday's absent post; I was ringing in my 30th birthday! It was a lovely one indeed, full of laughter and thoughts of good times to come. As often happens on birthdays, conversa...
I published my first blog post 4 years ago today. If you told me then that 48 months later, as a direct result of this blog, I'd be creative directing, producing, and modeling in a campaign for ...
This is a long post. Probably the longest Ive written since starting my blog (four years ago tomorrow!) Its one in a series thats been circulating around the web, entitled Things Im Afraid to Tell Yo...
I know what you're thinking. I was thinking it too. 'Salma Hayek? Lotions and potions? At CVS?' I'm a total snob when it comes to getting my beauty fix at the drugstore, and even ...
My mom and I have had our rough patches--who hasn't?--but there are moments when I realize I'm like a mini version of her and there's nothing better I could possibly hope to be. Someti...
Isn't it funny how the right songs find us at the right time? Or perhaps, how we turn songs, stories, poems, into what we want them to be in our moments of need? I've known about the singin...
Oh hey. I've said it before but I'll say it again. One of my favorite things to do at Rue is make our fun little video vignettes. So I was over the moon when Target asked us to do one for t...
Pop Quiz: What are you getting mom for Mother's Day? Yeah, I dunno either. Well the lovely folks at Olive & Cocoa want to help us out. They're giving one lucky reader these flowers just...
It's that time again! Another issue of Rue is ready for your perusing pleasure. As usual, we went all over to get the best under one digital roof; from Napa to Nashville, Seattle to San Diego, w...
There are exceptions to every rule, but one that will always hold true is this: the sweet, juicy flash of orange and grapefruit, lemon and tangerine, will always look fresh contrasted against the spa...
I recently had the sheer and utter pleasure of attending the latest installment of Kinfolk Magazine's Dinner Series. Held in San Francisco last Saturday, this springtime brunch was, quite simply...
The week before last we talked about this spring's florals-on-florals trend. And then I decided if I'm going to blog it, I better put my money where my mouth is take it for a test drive. Bu...
San Francisco is a blogger hotbed lately. It tickles me pink to see my home town fostering such community spirit amongst design afficionados and content creators. And it's even more wonderful to...
There. Is. Nothing. Better. Than. Cashmere. (Truth.) Cashmere socks, cashmere sweats: I wear that magical fiber probably a little too much. And now with summer coming and these lightweight, stripey-s...
Fact One: Computers do a lot of cool stuff. Fact Two: Nothing will ever replace the pleasure and satisfaction of good, old-fashioned paper. (When I received my first issue of Kinfolk Magazine, I sat ...
Presenting the final of three 'Closet Conundrums' that the girls from Twentythirtyforty.net helped me solve. I've been saving this for last because it's the most bewildering of al...
I'll never forget the first words uttered between Emily Henderson and me: "Let's cut the blog cheese together." That was the subject line of the email Emily wrote me in 2009. And ...
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