Give me a ballerina skirt, a pair of pom pom, pointy toe pumps, and just let me twirl. As a little girl, I fell in love with ballet, took lessons, and continued through college. My sister bought my pointe shoes as a gift, and unfortunately, I never quite reached that goal, although I still dream about it. So, any designer, that can get me to step into a tulle, ballerina skirt, has stolen my heart, and made my childhood dreams come true.
Hey there, Sass-a-frass! As the weather is cooling off, don’t you feel that your style should sizzle? Let’s chat about that, shall we? There are so many different ways to spice up your look for fall.
The crowded city streets, of New York Fashion Week are quite the site to say the least. Dull? Never. Your head will spin with an array of colors, patterns, and textures worn by each and every fashionista that stomps your way, so you better slide your sunnies on and work. One look is more extravagant than the next, and after awhile, it all seems like a circus on display. I love to play along, don’t get me wrong, and there’s nothing more inspiring that the runways come to life.
You are on vaca, and you are headed to the pool. What’s your outfit of choice? A swimsuit, coverup, flip flops…the usual, right? One would think that would be an appropriate outfit, for a beach day. I happen to agree, so I slipped into my teeny, multicolored bikini and headed for the pool.
Give them one giant squeeze, stir yourself a cocktail, step into your fanciest party dress, and get ready for one wild ride. At least that’s the way I like to tackle challenges, so I challenge you to do the same.
The sun is shining, and the tulips are in full bloom. People are out and about, and I absolutely love it. Is there anything better? The holiday weekend in NYC felt nothing short of fabulous.There’s just something about this time of year that makes me feel much more alive.
Get it? Got it? Good! I’m talking about some school girl sass. You know that buttoned up, crisp, clean look? The look resembles a uniform, but when paired together correctly, you can create a killer style that’s oh-so-chic.
Queen of Hearts seemed to be my theme for the weekend. The reasons you ask? There are two, so I’ll share. This weekend was frigid in NYC. I would have loved nothing more than to stay curled up in my pjs, but we somehow managed to pack the weekend of projects and activities. Being a couch potato is basically kryptonite for me. I go stir crazy, get cranky, and it basically spirals out of control, until Grant is ready to launch me out of the window (#truth).
Spotted on a Friday night…a rosy midriff t-shirt (similar here), that I swooned over for a hot second, which was long enough to purchase. A perfect look in mind, with a rosy print that I imagined would transition well into spring, when paired with a leather skirt, velvet ankle boots and well,…the look flopped. It was all so perfect in my head, and then an epic fail.
Ya know the days when you tear your closet apart and come out empty handed? It’s the most frusterating feeling, isn’t it? You search and search but can’t quite come up with options. This often happens to me, because I choose to buy statement pieces, instead of separates. Bad habit.