Cheer Up Sleepy Jean

Seeing as I am still on the road and have no access to make-up or a hair dryer, I have been living in my brand new vintage 80s acid wash shorts. Jeans, denim, all are so comfortable it's just like curling up with a blanket, cocoa, and a roaring fire. Yes, I'm craving winter, but only because that jacket I bought from New York is calling me. I can hold off, though, if anyone can help me find a snood...

Images via: Sartorialist, Late Afternoon

Wrapped Up

After dying my hair, my strands are horribly dry and frizzy. But instead of hiding inside my trusty beige "secret hat" (which I apprarently have not worn on the blog...Gawd, I need a good camera), I can wrap myself in something infinitely chicer. Hermes for an early birthday present?

How do you fix a bad hair day?

Images Via: The Sartorialist, Summer Teeth

Hopeless Romantic

My luck with love? Not necessarily written in the stars, but I hope one day I'll find the fairy tale. Boys where I live have really given up on chivalry and the grand gesture, and the girls let them! If you have a man, make sure he treats you right. If you don't, never settle for anyone less than a prince.
And I'll just sit here staring out my window, pretending it's a turret, dreaming of when I lose my glass (hopefully Chanel) slipper at the ball...

Images Via: The Sartorialist, Smart History, Irmain Style, Altamira

Genius

The Sartorialist

Front row at Lanvin with Albert Elbaz. The collection is perfect in its simplicity and it transcends time. The models, with their updated Flapper haircuts march down the runway like an army of fashionable droids. And I desperately want to enlist.

A more affordable and spring appropriate jumpsuit (with a Lanvin feel) from NASTYGAL

I'm also keeping my eye out for a knock-off of that unbelievable jumbo trench. Anyone know where to get one?