My new Blundstone boots are so coolest-girl-in-the-room, circa 1992.
There are many reasons I like to stay at The Standard when I’m in Miami: it’s nicely chill—located as it is away from the mad crowds of South Beach—it’s cool without being painfully so, and they have the best huevos rancheros at breakfast and a super-cute boutique. But best of all is the wonder that is the selection of beauty products on offer at their spa (which is pretty good too). Of course I swooned over the label of this Davines moisturizing cream, but the product is quite nice too: it goes on like a light oil and smells gloriously of nothing.
I flaked and left my everyday conditioner at home, and so found myself with no choice but to buy a nice big tub of Momo Conditioner, also from Davines, which has magical detangling abilities and makes my coarse, dry hair crazy soft.
My new favorite sunscreen: there’s waterproof and then there’s waterproof and this stuff is the real thing.
But I digress...
The relentlessly awful weather in NYC has played hell with my soul, so I made a (very last-minute) decision to get the hell out of Dodge and book it to Miami for a few days. Am in the Delta Lounge as I type and will be back to you for real tomorrow. Meanwhile, here’s a picture of the patio outside of my room. Pretty, no?
This young lady looks rather great, and for me it’s all about the interesting proportions created by that big old hulking scarf.
Just like this one from Emerson Fry that I’ve had my eye on for ages.
But I digress...
I did this the other day.
I don’t even need a new grinder, but I really need this grinder.
My inspiration: the early years of Nicholas Nixon’s iconic portraits of the uber-WASP-y Brown sisters.
Such a winningly orangey-bright hue.
Bootcut jeans are beginning to feel just about right again.
Few things more perfectly sportif than Tretorns.
The trick to pulling off pearl studs without looking mumsy is to make sure you wear a pair that’s on the small side.
I’m loving the look of a simple metal choker—not at all unlike the one I wore every day of seventh grade—right now.