It’s Saturday morning. I’ve been up since six, just in time to see marbled skies turn blue. And with caffeine settling in as I sit cross-legged in front of my desk, half t y p i n g , hal...
dreamy periwinkle Balenciaga sandals favorite Dolce & Gabbana handbag amazing Casadei sandals, from their spring/summer 2011 collection All that’s on my mind: pastels against a glowing tan....
Say yes. Yes is dangerous. It’s commitment to the unknown, to the will-be’s, and going-to’s. It’s carpe diem; let’s seize the day. Let go of the hand that holds, jump in...
…more on LAS8 Paris Haute Couture. . . . Earlier I wrote that my loyalty to a brand would be solidified in a heartbeat if they’ve perfected the leather jacket as well as the leather handb...
Adventures in Bellydancing: My First Class. I think every woman should take a bellydancing class. If not now, at some point in your life. It doesn’t matter when. Age is irrelevant. Just do it. ...
Les rêves sont le luxe de la pensée… Nous sommes là pour les exaucer. Dreams are the luxury art of thought … We are here to fulfill. . . . IN MY DREAMS, I dress like the femme fatale of t...
Inès de la Fressange can do no wrong when it comes to fashion. She reminds me of a Diane von Furstenberg – vivacious, charismatic, charming. There’s nothing more admirable than a woman wh...
The perfect nude is hard to come by – it’s requires either a search of unlimited patience, or rides entirely on luck. Too pink. Too orange. Too brown. Too chalky. Et cetera. Rosy browns a...
The Antigona is everywhere. And everything. I have this theory that the Givenchy house makes some of the best handbags in the industry. The house simply doesn’t receive enough credit. While the...
A rack of Hervé Léger that gives me heart palpitations. One day. I’m (humbly) growing my collection of bandage dresses, one dress at a time. + Sorbet colored nails. Specifically newly acquired ...
A chest of pretty lingerie and bikinis. Avocado on everything. Conversations that only end when one of us falls asleep. Sun. Heat. Sand between my toes. The perfect summer dress. Dinner dates with th...
I just took my first bellydancing class. Actually, let me re-write that statement. It needs exclamation points to properly exude my current emotional state. I just took my first bellydancing class!! ...
Rosie, a sartorial goddess. Her daily outfit snaps make me melt. These are the things I’d love to wear throughout May and into June, or until spring has truly sprung: floaty, easy pieces to thr...
But like Mexican hot chocolate, a kick of chili pepper for an unexpected twist. Sweet, adorably mouse-y (literally) but with a rocker edge. Marc by Marc Jacob’s classic mouse ballerinas: quaint...
When things get hectic and therefore stressful, I forget to breathe. In. Out. I drown myself in a standard uniform of black head to toe because it’s safe, unobtrusive. It’s when I wear bl...
“Since we all came from a woman Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman I wonder why we take from our women Why we rape our women, do we hate our women? I think it’s time to k...
“I’m a fattie, not a foodie.“ I love food, so much so I secretly wish I was one of those sophisticated foodies who pick at their caviar and cheeses with the air of a seasoned –...
The little things which I notice, make me smile, or make me feel compelled to write about. Or maybe it’s an excuse to use alliteration. You’ll never know. . . . + Eye contact. Something s...
No other red carpet event elicits as much excitement in me than the annual Costume Institute at the Metropolitan Museum of Art (of which I am a proud member). It is this one night alone that leaves a...
So classic yet right on trend; I could wear these forever and with everything. What a beautiful silhouette for a shoe! A spring/summer sandal appropriate for both work and evening at a height practic...
Lists are a fabulous, fabulous thing. Filofax, for obvious reasons. Kind bars. Bobbi Brown Navajo 15 eyeshadow. Right in the inner corners. MAC Creamola lip liner. YSL Rouge Pur Couture Rose Bergamas...
You’d think that with a blog entitled A Bit Coquettish its author would be the biggest tease. Hardly the case. Spring – you know that pretty young thing? – has got me beat; she̵...
My heart dropped when I saw it was out of stock everywhere. My heart also dropped when I saw it dangling on the crook of ingenue Karen Cartwright/Katharine McPhee’s arm on Smash (my latest obse...
To sex up your Tuesday, and to keep my mind on the onset of summer (everything is done with selfish intentions, here). What a pool goddess… Rosie Huntington-Whiteley by Tom Munroe Harper’...
“People often say that ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder,’ and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find...
I haven’t done one of these in a while; I’m at a place where I should. It’s less of a need to express gratitude, but a desire to. It’s the key to independence and the key to o...
White + Tan + Nude lips + Black liner. A timeless and effortlessly sexy combination. “Casa Blanca” Toni Garrn by Camilla Akrans Numero #131, March 2012 . . . x {image via}
Gucci cosmetics pouch | brushes, mascara, Buxom lipglosses (my favorite), lip liners, lash curler, Prestige eye liner | Versace Bright Crystal | YSL Rouge Pur Coutre no. 6 “Rose BergamasqueR...
Part I of the spring/summer shopping revue. . . . Bond girl in the winter months, and Bardot-meets-70s-Ibizia by spring and summer. It’s amazing what an extra hour of Vitamin D can do for the s...
Contrary to popular belief (or the majority of wardrobe, for that matter), I love color. I do. (See previous few posts if you’re not convinced.) Color is empowerment; it is the essence of posi...
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