i’m not a big one for accessories….less is not more for this lazy girl, it’s practically too much. i have major bare feet phobias that keep my soles covered all year around even come summertime when the rest of the world is nakedly...
friday buttercream frosting on your toes, fingers, and in my case, hair, to you m’loves! how has mademoiselle march been treating you so far? are you ready for warmer days? the kind that calls for knees exposed, shoulders bared, and the ice-cube requisite...
my style is of a preppy, new england co-ed, live and die for the corduroy and tweed sandwich-ilk. there’s something about fall though that ups the ante on my argyle addiction and sweater vest ways. elbow patched sweaters with penny loafers are as obligatory as...
thursday sparkle to you m’loves. the glow and glisten of last night’s full moon is inspiring more shimmer and glint in my week. i know holiday shopping lists are forming, and nothing is more fun than unwrapping a package which glimmers like a fourth of...
so typically i’m one to eschew the white pigment when it comes to fashion and me sporting such iridescence. although i’m quite fond of the non-shade, my skin-tone tis not. typically what looks like tints of ivory, ecru, frost, snow, vanilla milkshake...
what tickles you most from jenna’s italian jaunt? marissa’s coral magic lippies? those mouth-watering bowls of pasta? shiny and squared, perfectly lacquered nails every sixth frame? tension easing gelato breaks? or afternoon espresso in the piazza? buon...
