Fri-yay and another beach day… but the same beach, again, as last weekend. The promise to broaden my sandy horizons is not lost on me but convenience and that ol’ thing of ‘if it ain’t broke’ came in to play. And Troon’s a beaut. So a beachy dress (sold out but loving this one), tucked into the ripped jeans because,…
Well, you know… it’s my kind of boho. Boardroom boho. Also… my kind of boardroom. So it’s a little more tailored than regular boho but admittedly way too undone for a real boardroom. There are the new fringes and they swish just the way a unicorn’s tail might – majestically. (They make you sway your hips when you walk just…
There are a lot of decades I just can’t get on board with – 60’s, 80’s, 90’s (bleh)… but the 70’s is a different story. Flares? Hello. Nipped in waists and belts and suede and big fluffy fur and high necks and maxi skirts? Hello. The 70’s is, essentially, the most flattering decade. These jeans were on my hit list…
Last night I popped out to check out my friend’s shopping haul. This checked number was the main contender but, with quite a high price tag, her future was uncertain… I needed to know what she was really made of. And by that I mean I needed to read the composition label. Perhaps the day job has ruined me forever…
This sweatshirt cracks me up. It cracks up a lot of other people too. All women funnily enough. Gotta love something that makes people smile! Last time I wore this sweatshirt through the airport the security woman was so enamoured with it she wanted to point it out to everyone. You can imagine how comfortable you feel when you’re going…
