Stuff I Love

I own about six silk robes now. SIX! I used to hate “slippery” fabrics but now I can’t get enough—in the form of robes. I still hate “slippery” pajamas. But there’s just something about a shower or bath and a silk robe that makes my whole night. I recently bought this one

white robe

from Kim + Ono and I wear it almost every night. How gorgeous is that peacock?!

Wanna know something else I’m completely taken with? The artwork of Boriana Mihailovska. I’ve already bought three pieces (I’m still trying to find the perfect frame for the last piece I bought).

Boriana

The third piece I bought is 18″x 24″ and will go on the wall behind (and above) these two eventually, but I’m still ruminating on whether that’s the best setup. Ya know? I want to make sure they are displayed perfectly because I love them so much! Also not one hundred percent sure if these are the perfect frames–I keep second guessing myself–but they’re the ones I like best so far.

I went to Paris on Ponce to find a large vintage-looking floor mirror, and I found a couple that I really liked but— Guys, I’m just really afraid of mirrors, ok! My older cousins tortured me when I was little with Bloody Mary and I can’t stand large mirrors! I mean, I love the way they look, but I do not like the fact that they could be a gateway to the ghost of Bloody Mary! Buying one, living with it, and just getting over this ridiculousness would likely be cheaper than going to therapy, so that’s probably what I’ll end up doing. I’m nothing if not frugal. But part of me wants to go to therapy just so I can send my cousins the bill. Jerks.

Tracee Ellis Ross. I love her! She’s so feminine–but still goofy, and I’m obsessed with ninety percent of her fashion looks. I don’t know what I’ll do if she ever decides to stop posting on Instagram. What will I do?! I don’t even want to think about it.

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I mean, look at the glowing skin and bright lip! Legendary.

That’s all for now! À la prochaîne !

Cookies & Marshmallows

Okay, so I failed at making the macarons. Quelle surprise! But my goddaughter and I did make delicious sugar cookies and cupcakes doused in edible glitter, and they were beautiful. I’m not saying that her snacks were better than anyone else’s, but… They were.

It’s obviously not a competition.

But if it were, we won. That’s all I’m saying.

I also volunteered to be one of the class helpers to assist with the Valentine’s Day party. My heart almost burst open because of all the cuteness going on in that classroom as they exchanged little cards and sweets with each other. Then they consumed all that sugar and turned into tiny psychopaths, so I got the hell out of there as quickly as they would let me.

I escaped (mostly) unscathed and went to Macy’s.

I’ve become extremely invested in making my bed feel like a cloud…or a marshmallow. I just want it to be so comfortable that one just relaxes immediately and completely. Saturday mornings buried under thick, soft blankets watching Three’s Company and King of Queens? That’s one of life’s greatest pleasures. So recently I bought a duvet cover that is so soft on the skin and gorgeous to look at. It’s by Calvin Klein and in the same material (modal) that they make their men’s t-shirts. I’m in love with it. I bought it from Macy’s, and since Macy’s was having a Valentine’s Day sale I went to see what else I could find to make my marshmallow bed dream a reality. I fell in love with decorative pillow shams that are the same color as the duvet (I’m going for a monochromatic look), but a different texture. I picked up two of them and continued shopping. When I finally noticed the price of the shams, I was stunned. One hundred and twenty dollars. For ONE PILLOW SHAM.

Now, I hate shopping with my mom because she is truly shocked by the price of everything, so tell me honestly if I’m slowly becoming my mother, but… I don’t think I am! Do pillow shams on average usually cost $120?! Have years of exclusively shopping at IKEA and TJ Maxx skewed my perception of real prices? Jeez. Whatever, I sucked it up and bought them because they were half off, but I still believe sixty bucks for one pillow sham is kinda steep.

Today I steamed the wrinkles out of them and put them on my bed, and, kids… I still feel like I was extorted but they are gorgeous and I’m very happy with them, so… I don’t know–I suppose I got what I paid for. I also bought a mattress pad (for added comfort) and a blanket (for layering). I think I’m almost there. Perhaps some really soft sheet sets are all I need to complete the dream. I just wish I had known ahead of time how much this dream was gonna cost me!

G’bye!

S.O.S

Guys, I keep trying to do these scarf looks and my scarf keeps slipping off like ten minutes after the twenty minutes I spend trying to tie it just right. Ugh. Help! I need to look cute like these ladies!

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This morning I wasted good Twitter-scrolling and smoothie-making minutes trying to tie on a scarf, and then, when I finally had it on satisfactorily, I continued getting ready only for it to slide off again. I’m losing my patience, so I may just have to call it quits and buy the already-tied versions. It feels like a failure to not be able to do something so seemingly simple. But sometimes you just gotta take the L, right?

Last week I ordered a dress from Nordstrom that looked kinda pretty and interesting online, but I wasn’t one hundred percent sold on it and wanted to see it in person. It was delivered today, and ohmygod it’s the prettiest dress I own now! I almost don’t want to show you guys a picture of it, because the picture (and the styling) just doesn’t do it justice. And I don’t want you all to be like, “um, that dress is not all that what are you even thinking?” because it is. It is all that. It’s everything.

green dress
via Nordstrom.com

I can’t wait to wear it. I even thought about going out to dinner tonight just so I’d have an excuse to put it on, but it’s 31 degrees out, kids. I don’t wanna wear it that bad. I also ordered a reed diffuser from Nordstrom and now my place smells just like grapefruit when I walk through the door. Living the dream.

What else, what else, what else? Oh, I took a look at the screen time feature on my iPhone to get an idea of how much time I spend on my phone on various apps. I’m not going to share the screenshot of last week’s total time, because I am legit embarrassed. So I’ve imposed a one hour limit on most of the apps on my phone. I wish I could say that I’m getting so much more done now, but I’m really just going through withdrawal at this point. WHAT IS HAPPENING ON TWITTER?! HAS STEPH SHEP POSTED ANY GORGEOUS OUTFIT PICS ON INSTAGRAM? Gah. Help.

À plus, my loves!