Thursday, September 27, 2012
When I first saw a small selection of Sarah & Sebastian pieces in a Sydney showroom last year I immediately knew it was something special. Sarah Gittoes and Robert Sebastian Grynkofki's bespoke range of both fine and statement pieces wasn't huge, but each piece was purposeful and beautiful. Though I've now left Sydney, I've watched the label quietly growing and every time I see a piece in an Australian editorial or on a website I am more and more tempted to finally own some of their lovely handmade designs. By biggest dilemma: the Curb Chain Necklace or the or a set of 5 Ox Liberty Rings...
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Bassike-- at least on the weekends. I love their signature relaxed, often asymmetrical wardrobe staples all made from sustainable fabrics. If you don't know about this Aussie gem, I highly suggest you peruse their site, and i guarantee your 'shopping bag' will fill up within minutes. I miss popping into their Paddington location for a new slouchy tank in a subtle new colorway but luckily these days, thankfully, it's not too hard to get your hands on overseas labels.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Saturday, August 4, 2012
top left to right: LOVER, J Crew, Ksubi
middle left to right: J Crew, Karen Walker, LOVER
bottom left to right: Ksubi, LOVER, Sandro
So I told you about my three summer dresses on rotation, but when it comes to shorts there are too many to feature. Believe it or not, this is just a small selection. I'm big on denim, leather and anything highwaisted. Perhaps I developed my love for shorts while being a beach bum in Sydney. I noticed when I got to New York that the length appropriate for cruising around Bondi on a Saturday gets a bit of unwanted attention on the Bowery when ducking out for morning coffee (by the way I may like 'em short, but never reveal butt cheek, ladies). Nonetheless, I've still been rocking my favorite Ksubi cutoffs and LOVER minis, because you can take the girl our of Australia, but...you get the idea.
Friday, August 3, 2012
once before, but hadn't gotten to explore much since it was for work. We stayed at Rushmeyer's, enjoyed a delicious meal at Crow's Nest (oysters, muscles, trout and rose), rode bicycles to Ditch Plains, ate at least 3 lobster rolls, went to an epic beach party on the stormiest night of the summer, and nursed hangovers at The Surf Lodge. I'm looking forward to heading back next weekend, and hopefully having better luck with the sunshine.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Looks like Jeanne Damas and her friends are having a pretty sweet summer. Her blog posts have a youthful uncontrived feel, and she definitely has that quintessentially Parisian, je ne sais quoi, Jane Birkin vibe working for her.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
These three babies have been my summer staples, at least when I'm not wearing one of my plentiful pairs of shorts (post on that addiction to come). Stripes, denim and paisley all scream sunshine in their own way, don't they? The biggest considerations when dressing for summer in New York are: cool factor (as in, it's 105 degrees and even the pavement is sweating), comfort factor (as in, it's 105 degrees and I'm hoping on my bike and racing to happy hour), and polished factor (as in, it's 105 degrees and need a cute outfit to distract from my sweaty forehead). These guys tick all the boxes. Biggest decision is one sleeve, two sleeves or no sleeves.
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Monday, July 23, 2012
It's hard to do thoughtful blog posts when there are so many quick outlets for sharing inspirations. I just joined Pintrest (a bit late with that one), but I can already see how addictive it could be. Isn't it kind of nice to be able to escape daily stresses and click onto a website that just shows all things beautiful?
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Saturday, July 21, 2012
Nantucket. I grew up spending my summers in our little cottage called Witsend, which was at the end of a three mile dirt road. There was no electricity, just a pump for water and gas lanterns for light. We went to bed early, woke up early and spent as much time outside as possible. Every morning I would roll out of bed, climb down the loft latter and taking my cup of tea to the cliff's edge to check the day's surf conditions. I'd stand there for a few minutes with the wind in my hair staring out at the expanse of Atlantic Ocean in front of me, and I'd be totally at ease. I'll never forget the storm that kept us up all night (it sounded like rain would come through the roof) or making pesto with a mortar and pestle fashioned from a Perrier bottle and salad bowl or the excitement of having real live lobsters in the house (we all know how that ends)...and so many more. Pretty much all my best and strongest childhood memories took place at Witsend.
For complicated reasons we had to sell that magical house, but my family still goes up for a few weeks every summer. Since I was living in Australia I hadn't been in years, but I made it there for a few days back in June. It's still hard adjusting to not being at Witsend since that house has so much to do with why I love the island, but this past trip reminded me what a special place it is. If you haven't been, I highly suggest you try and make it there. And when you do, make sure not to miss: enjoying a cup of clam chowder with a side of Cap Cod potato chips, a fresh meal prepared with produce from Bartlet Farms (the corn is sensational), smoked bluefish before dinner, a swim on the south side of the island at Cisco or Surfside, a bike ride along the Polpis Road, a walk along the cliffs in Siasconset, a beach drive on Couteau, a visit to each of the three lighthouses (Brant Point, Sankaty Head and Great Point), a coffee frappe from the Juice Bar, fresh lobster. I could go on, but you'll figure it out yourself once you get there.
I have been utterly neglecting this blog ever since I arrived in New York, exactly three months ago on Sunday. This city has a way of stealing all your time and energy. I can't remember the last time I was bored or the last time I left my apartment and wasn't in some way inspired or overwhelmed or shocked or surprised at something I saw or heard. There's just so much happening all the time. It doesn't stop. Anyway, here's some of what's been stealing my time...
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