When the rabid trend for beauty oils began, I donned my usual skeptical expression (one eyebrow cocked in a way that I like to think makes me look both shrewd and brilliant, but will probably just result in uneven wrinkles when I’m 40 80). Oil? On my face? On purpose? But little by little, I’ve weakened, and they’ve started creeping into my daily beauty routine. Finally, I looked around my bathroom yesterday and realized I’ve become an oil addict.
Why, you ask? The beauty of beauty oils is a multi-faceted thing. They feel luxurious to use, like I’m Elizabeth Taylor or something. On a practical note, they seem more soothing to my skin, more natural than applying creams and gels and tonics. It feels closer to what my skin would actually want, if it could ask. Also, they’re a relative bargain – a very little bit of oil goes a very long way.
With that, a few of the oils I can’t get enough of these days: Read on →
I’m (over)due for a new pair of Converse, and I’m generally pretty loyal in these matters, but am finding some pretty chic Supergas turning my head of late. And so, I think the only thing to do is stage an elaborate Superga vs Converse debate. Head on down the rabbit hole with me, won’t you? Read on →
When it comes to denim, I may not have as many pairs as this lady, but I’ve done all right for myself. And though I can’t seem to stop racking up new finds, I’ll always have a few die-hard, impossible-to-part-with favorites in the mix. The J.Crew Matchsticks from a zillion years ago (before they messed up the fit), now so perfectly stretched out and worn in that they’re really more boyfriend jeans than anything, but still utterly perfect. The MiH Ellsworths that are exactly the right shade of faded blue. And the Paige Hidden Hills that magically make me look 10 pounds slimmer, even on fat days.
But my all-time favorite, I’ll-cry-when-they-finally-give-up, perfect jeans are my Joe’s Socialites (a now-extinct style, I’m sad to say). They’re made of the softest, thinnest denim, and every time I put them on, my whole body just lets out a big sigh of relief. They’re that comfortable.
What about you, friends? What’s your perfect pair?
‘Tis the season, friends…love is in the air! All across the country, couples are fretting over how to prove their romantic prowess, and singles are just fretting. Why must Valentine’s Day be such a colossal ball of stress?
Enough, I say! Skip the high-pressure dinner out, and cook at home instead (even better if you team up with another couple or a group of girlfriends to do this). Lower expectations. Buy a box of chocolates (the ones you actually like), and eat every last one. And if you’re going to be downtrodden if flowers don’t arrive at your office on the 14th, by God, send yourself some! After all, does anyone deserve flowers more than you?
With that, a guide to the Valentine’s Day gifts you should be buying yourself this year. Though of course, feel free to forward this on to a significant other if the mood strikes. An ounce of well-placed hints is worth a pound of bad drugstore chocolate. Read on →
Hey, remember when I used to do these Weekend Forecasts every week? Those were good times. But hey, it’s back for today – and we should really be living in the now, not wondering what the hell I’ve been doing with my Fridays for the last two months. Right? Right. So, here’s what I’m up to this weekend:
Fostering quite possibly the cutest dog alive (not counting my Daisy, of course, who is above all comparison), and doing my best to find him a home before my hubs falls in love with him. I’m telling you, friends: rescue dogs are where it’s at.
Reallyreally wanting this necklace from Alexis Russell’s new collection, which somehow manages to be dainty, edgy and original all at once. I love the oxidized silver against the rose gold chain, and the way she’s strung the chain up above the diamond bar.
Developing a new music obsession with Fitz and the Tantrums – it began when I heard the band name, which is maybe the second-best band name of all time (a Tom Petty cover band called “Petty Theft” gets the #1 spot), but then I heard the album, and yeah. It’s pretty well impossible to be in a bad mood while this thing’s playing, which means it’s on a lot at my house.
Being slightly less annoyed by all things Miley Cyrus after seeing her cover of “Jolene”. (BTW, did you know Dolly Parton is her godmother? Just full of random trivia, I am.)
Falling even more in hetero-girl-crush love with Kim France after reading her article about taking a bad experience and finding the nuggets of good in it. I too have had that awful fired-from-my-dream-job-in-dramatic-fashion moment, and I too thought my world would cave in. Perspective, it’s what’s for dinner.
And if that’s not enough, I’m scouting V-Day gift ideas for next week’s gift guide – which will, as usual, be mostly about things you should buy yourself on Valentine’s Day.
Because it’s freezing cold and dreary grey in so much of the world today, I thought we could all stand to spend a few minutes fantasizing about warming up in style. Don’t you agree?
Is there anything cozier than a room full of books? One of my favorite designers, Jessica Helgerson, created this Library House, and truly, it is a dream cottage for any time of year, but especially when it’s cold and grey outside. (I highly recommend treating yourself to a look at the full gallery of images.)
Now that you’ve got a dream house to hole up in, you’ll just need a few more touches to keep things cozy… Read on →