As Jen mentioned in her last outfit post, benefitting off of someone else's holy matrimony can now be added to our resumes and list of interests. When we saw The Corson Building, our eyes were saucers. It is a beautiful ...
When Lindsay and I get together to take photos of our outfits, it's an all-day event. We like finding those perfectly hidden, often overlooked locations, then spreading out our tote bags and purses and lip gloss and shoes (...so many ...
Jen and I have decided that we have come to a breaking point in our fashionship (fashion + friendship) and have used 365Hangers (an amazing discount shopping site that celebrates all shapes) to help us battle to the death. Not ...
I'm pretending so hard that it's nice out. I'm really trying! That being said, I still bring a cardigan or coat with me wherever I go. It'd be a different story if, when it rained, it was like the midwest ...
Maybe it's time I accepted the fact that I absolutely love vintage-inspired clothing. Every morning I gravitate to the same parts of my closet, peering at oxford shoes and cardigans, imagining how I can incorporate 1920s slips and thrifted jackets. ...
My life changed once I got a decent hair straightener. I've had curly hair my entire life. Nothing but massive amounts of thick, never-ending curls. Don't be jealous just get. Have you ever lost a hairband only to find it ...
The only two ways I know that summer is coming are: a) it's Memorial Day and that usually means that the end of May is here, and b) it's been in the low-to-mid 60's in Seattle. Without those two facts, ...
Yesterday afternoon I lost track of time in Nordstrom Rack. There were shelves and shelves of sunglasses, all on sale, and I couldn't resist. Sunnies in the kitchen. The sunglasses are by Fossil, which a friend told me is ...
I'm in a period in my life where everything is up in the air, my options are limited, and I have too few answers. (Jen, you are so dramatic!) So when things just come together, life is good. Who knew ...
I've been enjoying the little details in my clothes lately. (Those are my lace Kushyfoot socks - they are my FAVORITE. They have a big, fat, squishy pillow right under the ball of my foot - built in to the ...
The scene: a typical Seattle pre-Spring day. It's cold, it's windy, and at any moment it could rain...but the sky is clear and the sun is bright. Which means I should wear a coat; I just don't wanna. One winter, ...
We are strapped in ever so many ways. Strapped for cash, strapped for time, strapped for enthusiasm. I like to take momentary straps very seriously. Meet the Viking Buckle Boot. These spoke to me (softly, and sweetly) from the Reverse ...
This winter has been the best winter, sartorially, and also... the laziest. Since discovering that having a few items that I really love instead of having a ton of items I kinda like, my daily dressing has been utterly easy. ...
Bloggers of the style persuasion tend to give off this air of utter elegance, more often than not, and the illusion that they are perfectly prepped, primped and produced every day, regardless of schedule. I, perhaps obviously?, have never been ...
Sometimes I fantasize about a life in which I get up in the morning, pull on my boots, and head outside to feed the horses. Then I'd have eggs and fresh-picked apples for breakfast before riding to the market to ...
No, I didn't get nabbed by the mob - though doing something to deserve cement shoes would be pretty exciting (I think). I've wanted a pair of lace-up, flat boots since my grunge-laden grammar school. I must have begged my ...
Thursday mornings are such a tease. I see my semi-casual outfits, just sitting there, taunting me. But there's one more day of Big Business Clients before then (I'm still stuck in a "day job"), and that means one more day ...
I have officially arrived in Seattle, ladies and gentlemen. I might be living out of the back of a Ford Expedition, eating Taco Bell and gin for lunch, and may have gotten my house towed this morning... But life is ...
Did a little experiment last night, which lead to the following results: Step 1: Not pictured because I'm daft. Step 2: Step 3: Sleep for like 4 hours too long (oops). Whatever, it's Sunday, I do what I want. Step ...
It is so humid today, I feel like I'm melting. Standing outside in my pajamas, holding my morning coffee, I could have sworn I'd woken up in Savannah, Georgia. The air was orange-tinted, and through my blurred vision, I could ...