Remember when Solange Knowles got married in a white jumpsuit? I WISH I WAS THAT COOL. (I got married in a princess ballgown instead.) But I've been wanting one ever since I saw her Big Day photos, and came across this one recently. I wore it to my friend's baby shower this weekend and enough ladies asked me where I got it that, when I got home, I promptly forced my husband to photograph me in it. Here I am (smizing behind those sunglasses) in front of our new house... THE QUEST TO BECOME INSTAGRAM FAMOUS CONTINUES!!!!!!View Article
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Wrap dresses are my current bliss because you can loosen them as you eat and no one is the wiser. Tony and I were invited to the annual neighborhood picnic in our new hood this weekend and the invite mentioned "a taco truck" and "donuts," which meant I was there to party and didn't need a cinched waistline interrupting my food flow. It's like the chic version of eating pants. My hope is that the plunging neckline distracts from the any of the "eating pants" references. Plus, the ruffled sleeves and grey stripes are super summery and fun, so the dress (and neckline) work for daytime. Remember how much fun it was as a kid when you got to climb on a fire truck at small town parades? Well, I will tell you it is even MORE fun as an adult to humiliate your husband (and any passersby embarrassed for you) by making him photograph you in front of one!View Article
I've been searching for the perfect moto jacket for over a year. (I am a really indecisive person. I have trouble ordering at restaurants, and usually make my husband order my 2nd choice so I can switch if I change my mind. He is a good man.) Making it especially difficult was the fact that I had a faux leather* (*pleather) jacket I have loved since I bought it on clearance at Saks Off Fifth (where stuff is already on sale). I wore it out to dinner, to weddings, everywhere - it went with everything. I even barfed into it in a cab in Vegas, then washed it in the washing machine when I got home because it was faux leather* (*pleather). But, because it was faux leather* (*pleather), it started to wear out. It now has a bunch of tears in it, and even a few burned holes from the time I wore it to a beach bonfire. I still love it and will probably still wear it when it rains. Anyway, all of this is leading up to the fact that I needed to find a leather jacket that I would love just as much, that would last forever. And, thanks to the "School of Rock" costume designer Alison Freer, I found this one...View Article
The conversation around this blog was mostly whether there was too much camel toe going on to share it, but Tony won out and so the pics are going up! (I think he really pushed for it because I made him take them during a rainstorm when we were in Austin a few weeks ago, and he didn't want to have gotten soaked for nothing.) This jumpsuit is crazy comfortable, on sale and makes me feel like I'm in "Top Gun." HAPPY MONDAY! (For real, though, apologies for camel toe.)View Article
Tony and I were in Santa Barbara for a wedding this weekend, and I brought this silk wrap dress along for the post-wedding brunch. We were taking embarrassing blogger photos by the beach when I heard a voice shout, "HEELS IN THE HILLS!" I turned around, thrilled to meet my adoring public, and spotted Lillian Grant, the prettiest girl from my high school in northern California. (LILLIAN. Even her name is perfect.) She was in Santa Barbara for a different wedding with her fancy European boyfriend who lightly kissed me on BOTH cheeks like a true European! Guys. Lillian isn't just "high school pretty," she's model gorgeous. Literally. I'm pretty sure she's an actual model. As I breathlessly filled Tony in later, she lives in Italy and could probably be an Instagram celebrity or lifestyle blogger that people actually follow because they just want to be her, but she's too cool. She's an artist. A cool artist. Have I made it clear how cool she is? I wanted to be her 15 years ago, and I still want to be her now. (Alas, I wasn't her, I was the girl who spray tanned only her legs and once waxed the skin off her face when attempting an eyebrow wax.) Anyway, long story short, I practically crapped myself that she remembered me and reads my blog. So now it's not just my mom and her book club and a few of you nice strangers who sometimes comment reading, it's also Lillian Grant. HI LILLIAN. And she complimented me on this dress, and she would know because she's a model (I think) and is doing all sorts of cool art with Italian textiles. So this post is dedicated to Lillian, and this gorg dress that I got at my favorite boutique in all the land, Sunroom in Austin...View Article
Whenever people learn I work from home, they always tell me how lucky I am. And it's true: My kitchen table is usually my desk, unless I decide to make our deck my office for the day. My dogs are my co-workers and my husband is, technically, my unpaid intern who shoots the photos for this blog and makes me coffee. And most days, I would agree that I am the luckiest. But, because I am my own boss, I also have to hold myself accountable - not only to get work done, but also to take a shower, get dressed and generally look like a presentable human. Like a lot of writers, I have some hermit-like tendencies that my job allows me to indulge in, sometimes too much. If I'm being completely honest, many days my work uniform consists of whatever I wore to bed the night before, or whatever I worked out in (or put on in hopes of working out before getting distracted by a sale on Gilt, a never-ending To Do list and a pile of emails) because I am a gross garbage person...View Article
This swimsuit was MADE FOR ME: It's UPF 50. One-piece. Long-sleeve. Chic (Jaime King recently wore it, to shut down all ya haterrrs!) (I don't know if I have haters. It very likely might just be my mom reading this blog.) (And sometimes her book club.) I recently celebrated my 30th birthday in Mexico, and was looking for a swimsuit that would keep my skin porcelain doll-like and cancer-free, as well as hold in all of the tacos and margaritas I intended to consume. I followed through on that plan hard, and this suit did its job - I returned to Los Angeles without a tan or sunburn, carrying about 10-lbs+ of tacos and tequila on my belly and hips. Melanoma is no joke (especially for people with a family history of skin cancer, like me), and I never leave the house without SPF on. I love that swimsuits like this are not only being made, but celebs like Jaime are making them cool. If you'd told 13-year-old me that I'd be willingly posting pictures of myself in a swimsuit on the internet, I probably would've jumped off a cliff right then to prevent it. But now, this attention-whore is using her soapbox to say this: Summer is coming! Wear your sunscreen! Get a long-sleeve UPF-rich suit! Eat tacos and live your life! K, happy Tuesday, bye.View Article