
i still love this mexican shirt thing

margot, my new best friend. my Fairy Vintage Giving God-Mother, courtney spotted it at a vintage clothing swop this summer and i've been dying to wear it ever since. she's named after margot tenenbaum and her favorite fur coat from the royal tenenbaums, duh. peta friendly and warm (real fur grosses me out - i don't eat meat and i'm not wearing their fur, thanks) - happiness!

I'd totally live on this sandy hill if I was 6 years old. i want to eat it!!!!
blogged about getting these oxfords back in september. i like.
she's the perfect shade of green with purple buttons. i bought Gladys from one of my favorite vintage shops in williamsburg about 5 years ago when i lived there. The hottest lil married couple owned it and i miss them and their shop since they closed down a year or 2 ago. i think the girl's name was paulette - so stylish and adorable. anyways, i wore this grandma coat to death for a couple of winters. thank god i didn't loose it in one of my fung-shei attacks because i still think she's great.
really not sure when i grew my mischa barton hips, but a - here they are. i'm sure it's just an optical illusion. haysus.
sorry for the GIANT football player size pic but i need to pay homage to the cute embroidered detail on my vintage jumper that i bought off the street last month. the thing in the middle is a pocket making it the 3rd pocket since it has 2 on the side. gotta love how everything made in the 70's has lovely side pockets!
so bad that I let Broken Social Scene tix go just to stay home and prepare for work. My professional life is less than delightful - it's just gotta get better soon :( The only real joy in my life tonight is knowing that I'm dvr'n Gossip Girl and the new Project Runway!
I will not take another pigeon-toed picture
sounds ridic but sometimes when you get caught in rain you have to play the umbrella game where you secretly find a dry space under a strangers umbrella. This works best with very large umbrellas at cross walks. so anyway - question to self: self, why do all of my Free People clothes seem to look like pajamas?
as I struggled to find something to wear this morning I was reminded of the fact that I really don't have any good clothes right now. It's ridiculous, I squeezed into a sweater/sweatshirt thingy from like 5 years ago. I walked to the train thinking "give it up lady" anyway, I love the Ralph Lauren blazer I'm wearing - I got it from Sal's maybe 4 or 5years ago but I didn't start wearing it until last Fall foolishly.


walking down bond st I was surprised to find this winter wonderland thing. I have no idea why there's an art installation in front of the entire building but I instantly smiled. And as I'm imagining wearing soft fuzzy boots and thick layers drinking hot chocolate walking in the cold city I look across the street and see the CUTEST restaurant that screamed everything about AUTUMN LOVE. It must be a bistro - no other place could be that dim and romantic and perfect. Like how my parents house looks around this time when its dark out and they only have one candle burning in the glass enclosed front porch. Pumpkins and dim lights basically - so great. I'm going, will take a pic to share the experience (if I'm not feeling too cool for school).