As a self-proclaimed vintage huntress who prefers to wear clothes older than herself, I’m a huge fan of “shopping small” (it kinds of comes with the vintage territory). So, it’s no surprise I’m a frequent visitor of Etsy, which is a veritable treasure trove of vintage and handmade goodies that I would like to find their way into my home and into my closet. Like pronto.
Life has been absolutely crazy lately. Well, crazier than normal. With all of the travel and work and life responsibilities, I’ve barely had time to eat or sleep, let alone relish in my favorite activity of prowling the web for my favorite would-be wardrobe items. What can I say, except a gal gets busy!
Ladies, I have something crazy to confess: I’m really not all that fussed about chocolate. It’s not that I dislike it, but I can kind of take it or leave it. In the interest of full disclosure, I’m the girl who can eat 3 M&M’s. Who shrugs in the face of brownies. Who manages to make her Christmas chocolate last for months (you may all hate me now). However, despite my lack of sweet tooth, I was sweetly defeated the moment this Chocolatier Grab Bag from Vendula London came across my radar…
Heading back home after another whirlwind trip, staring blearily into the screen as I recover from the the 30+ hour flight path. As glamorous as travel sounds (and truthfully, can sometimes be), nothing sounds better to me right now than my own bed, a glass of single malt, and a husband to laugh with. Perhaps that is my personal version of a fairy tale – no White Knight needed for this gal (though I can get behind the bejeweled footwear aspect). And despite the allure of pumpkins and the ballgowns and the woodland creatures helping me get dressed, all I really need…
As you read this, I am currently in transit. Very likely I’m somewhere over the Pacific, watching a horrible movie I secretly love but would never admit to watching, rugged up in my window seat, trying to get some much needed shut eye. Yes, dear readers, I’m on yet another overseas trip.
My latest sewing project started as so many often do: with an Idea. At a few points in my vintage hunting, I would come across vintage painted mexican skirts or vintage square dancing skirts that had images of dancing couples, with the figures wearing actual miniature skirts. I was so smitten with the 3D quality of them – the idea that there was a miniature world within the skirt, like when you hold up two mirrors opposite each other, creating smaller and smaller landscapes inside.
With Easter nearly upon us, I can’t help but swoon over all of the pastel, floral, and frothy confections floating around the net. Though most will find me crazy, I don’t crave chocolate and am not particularly excited about the sweet-tooth side of the holidays (a few chocolate eggs and I’m happy). But the confections that I can wear? THAT is just eggs-cellent…. hanks to the loveliest of family and friends, quite a few items from my birthday wishlist made it to my front door and straight into my closet! On the heels of those spoils, this Lust List is just a…
Valentine’s Day has passed and my birthday is a comin’! I guess that’s the way I justify all of my internet browsing and wishlist building (not that I ever really need an occasion). There’s always a bit of a pause after Christmas, and then the cyber-floodgates open and my favorite sites are all bursting with amazing things! Which means a new monthly Lust List coming fresh to your doorstep. his month’s Lust List has no particular theme, except for the fact that they’re all items I’ve been swooning over. I have to say, creating virtual wish lists (almost) curbs the need…
In 2015, I added a fabulous feature to The Dressed Aesthetic where I introduce you to smart and stylish woman I find inspiring and show you a portal into their corner of the interwebs (you can read about my last SSS Lady here). It’s been amazing to get to know these femmes better, and add to a growing community of beautiful, amazing women that I draw inspiration from daily. So, here’s the latest installment of Smart, Sassy and Stylish!
One of my favorite things and simultaneously most frustrating things about my wardrobe is how things can hide. Garments tuck themselves into corners and no matter how much I wear them, they still manage to slip from my memory. But, on the plus, flipping through the racks means I get to rediscover them and fall in love all over again. This Trashy Diva dress and I shared exactly that moment this morning. Gone but not forgotten, with her French Quarter print and sounds of jazz swirling from her skirts. Our eyes met across a crowded wardrobe and with a slow smile, we…