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Red Haute: Oscars

The red carpet at the Kodak Theater is my favorite runway. Ever. This is the first time in years that I haven’t watched both the Academy Awards and the outfit coverage. My Twitter feed kept me up-to-date though. It wasn’t a facsimile for the real (televised) thing, but it sufficed. Just this once. Oh, I did catch a clip of Patricia Arquette’s awesome acceptance speech. She’s so cool. She’s so cool. She’s so cool.

 There were so many ultra-glamorous gowns to love last night, but these are the looks I liked best. In no particular order…


Margot Robbie in Saint Laurent. A plunging neckline provided the perfect canvas for showcasing this unbelievable Van Cleef & Arpels zipper necklace. This image does the bauble no justice, but you can see a close-up right here.


Perhaps the best thing about Reese Witherspoon’s Tom Ford dress, is her smile. She’s absolutely radiant here! She also looks like a Barbie… from the fifties. #best


Talk about red haute! Rosamund Pike’s Givenchy gown is perfection. Perfection. Hair, makeup, shoes, everything. She could not be more put-together.


Say it isn’t so! More than one black ensemble made my short list. Oh my. Per usual, the great Cate Blanchett killed it. This Maison Martin Margiela number, plus that turquoise Tiffany necklace. Like whoa. #flawless


And the winner is… Emma Stone. Her custom chartreuse (so fun to say) Elie Saab gown is the bees knees. This silhouette oozed Old Hollywood glam. The side slit, the long sleeves, the intricate beading, and the open back, I love every inch. #bestinshow

Congrats to all the winners. It’s about time Julianne Moore took home a little gold statue. I mean, really.

Happy Monday. It’s almost March ya’ll, which means Spring is nigh! I cannot wait for buds and blooms and far less layers.


Classic Tomato Sauce

Recently, I had a hankering for homestyle Italian, penne alla vodka to be precise, so I ordered take-out sans reading any reviews of the establishment. Holy disappointment. Per usual, my craving would have been better satiated by something I whipped up myself– something like the delicious, velvety tomato sauce pictured below. Since it’s snowing outside, and since I didn’t have any exciting Saturday plans, I gave this easy recipe a go. So good! The fact that it requires four simple ingredients (which, you probably have in your kitchen right now) makes it even better.



1 28 ounce can of peeled plum tomatoes (organic)
1 medium white onion, peeled and cut in half
5 tablespoons of unsalted butter


1. Combine the tomatoes, their juices, onion halves, and butter in a saucepan. Add a pinch or two of salt to taste.

2. Place over medium heat, and bring to a simmer. Cook, uncovered, for about 45 minutes. Stir occasionally, mashing any large pieces of tomato with a fork or spoon. Add salt as needed.

3. Discard the onion before tossing the sauce with the pasta of your choice. I opted for fusilli, and topped it with a heaping mound of fresh Parmesan.

Serves 4 to 6

Recipe ℅ Buzzfeed via Marcella Hazan


NYFW: Karen Walker

Since today is the last (official) day of New York Fashion Week, I thought I’d discuss one more show. I don’t know if I’m into the clothing as much as I am into using it as a platform to express my affinity for the 1970’s. According to my sources (the great Google), Karen Walker’s latest collection was inspired by an obscure sci-f series starring Joanna Lumley (of Absolutely Fabulous). I love an esoteric pop-culture reference! Granted, I’ve never seen Sapphire & Steel, but I thoroughly appreciate the futuristic kitsch permeating the runway here. From the punchy clock prints, to the bold aqua eyeliner, everything is amazing.






If bright blue shearling coats and lug soles aren’t your thing, how about a dog modeling sunglasses? For those of you who don’t know, Toast, the adorable, toothless rescue pup you see here, is actually the star of Karen Walker’s most recent eyewear campaign. Best!


 Images ℅ style.com


NYFW: J. Crew

Please note that I appreciate designers like Jeremy Scott, Thom Browne, and Proenza Schouler as much as the next fashionphile, but I’m pragmatic, and I will never, ever, ever have the occasion, or the funds to don “high fashion.” So, I take my styling cues from more accessible labels, like J. Crew (color me basic). Jenna Lyons and company, whilst embracing seventies silhouettes and fabrications, avoided the decade’s more nostalgic elements, and opted for sheer elegance.


Borrowed from the boys! I adore the double-breasted coat layered over the shawl collar, one-button blazer. AND the fringe AND the tassels! #bananas


My mum has a beautiful leather, fringed midi-skirt, which I will fit into by fall (it’s tiny), and I will pair with a chunky knit sweater, scarf, and these shoes.


Mustard Yellow & Leopard Print (a primary color in my wardrobe) ! Yes please! I’m fairly certain this is a combo one can wear throughout the year.


I want to live in these voluminous wool trousers. #bestinshow


Purple & Pink. The five year old in me is doing backflips.

Images ℅ style.com


NYFW: Derek Lam

I heart the seventies. A lot. Of course, I wasn’t alive to enjoy said decade, but culturally speaking, it is one of my favorites! I know it from movies, music, fashion, mum & dad’s wedding album, etc. From what I gather, the 70’s vibe was strong with several F/W ’15 collections at NYFW, which is awesome. Derek Lam’s presentation made me recall Love Story. It’s a terribly cheesy flick, but Alli McGraw’s wardrobe (well, style in general) is sublime; bohemian prep (oxymoron?) at it’s absolute best. Turtlenecks, chunky knits, camel, wide collars, I love it all! See what you think…







Food / Outfits / Random / Travel

Fat Tuesday


In honor of Fat Tuesday, I thought I’d post some images from my favorite Mardi Gras experience to date. Enjoy!





I had the privilege of attending NOLA’s infamous Endymion Ball, which is pretty incredible (and impressive). The black tie (not optional) event is held inside the Super Dome, and the entire Endymion “Super” Krewe’s parade of exquisite floats rides through the venue, tossing beads while the music plays.


What I wore: a “festive” vintage beaded & sequined dress, worn over a long, chiffon skirt (via American Apparel). Originally, I planned to wear an emerald green silk gown, but I was lured into a vintage boutique by the dress you see here, about a week before the festivities. No alterations were needed; it ’twas kismet I tell you!



Gratuitous beads in trees along Magazine Street.


“Hand Grenade” from Tropical Isle on Bourbon Street. Check.


Blending in with the native… scenery.


“Debris Sandwich” and an iced tea from Mother’s = Best. Hangover. Food. Ever.


NYFW: Banana Republic

Well, I’m surviving my first New York Fashion Week. Not really, since I don’t work in the industry, but I’m surviving the frigid temperatures surrounding all the hoopla. It’s cold folks! In fact, I’ve never been so cold in my life. I’m amazed by some of the street star sartorial selections (i.e. bare ankles). Anyhoo, it’s fun to watch from afar. Some of my favorite social media accounts have made the runway much more accessible in recent seasons, and for this, I am grateful. Surprisingly, Banana Republic has showcased some of my favorite looks thus far. Take a look…






I love the layering, and the bold colors! This stellar collection is proof that Marissa Webb is doing a marvelous job of reviving the brand. I wish some of these stunning separates were available now (as I seek employment with a not-so-chic professional wardrobe).

Images ℅ style.com


Vintage Levi’s

My quest for the perfect “vintage” Levi’s can be traced back to an older girl crush I had in middle school. Let’s call her Jamie. She had an effortlessly cool Caroline de Maigret haircut, she was a master of the half-tuck, she wore marsala hued Dr. Marten’s, and she rocked the best, broken-in Levi’s ever. Best. I so wanted to be her best friend. Sigh.


At some point in the late aughts, I was going to a 90’s themed Camp Freddy show at the Roxy, and my squad decided to dress the part. Obviously. Buried in a stack of denim at Jet Rag, I found the pair pictured here. Originally, I planned to turn them into shorty shorts, but, alas, I did not. Being the good trend-forecaster that I am (wink, wink), I thought they’d be a good addition to my denim repertoire. Plus, I was dying to host a 90’s theme party myself, and I was determined to emulate Buffy Summers, or Kelly Bundy; these jeans paired with a body suit and a thick belt would have been perfect. The party never happened, but I kept wearing them… and they were so hated!


After many terrible comments from my mother and an ex, I got rid of them! Why!!!??? It’s not often that I do things like so. Anyway, they are gone, and I miss them now more than ever as baggy mom(ish) jeans are ubiquitous as fuq. So, here is a little memorial to the time I had my very own pair of nearly perfect vintage Levi’s. The search continues…


Gary Baseman + Coach

Never would I ever have imagined such an unusual coupling. To me, Coach is really basic, for lack of a better word, and Gary Baseman is anything but! This is a fantastic direction for Coach. Bravo creative team. Note: I’ll be scooping up one of these bag charms as soon as they are available.


Gary Baseman, for those who are unfamiliar, is a California-based artist whose work features weird, wonderful, and darkly whimsical little creatures. I love it! Circa 2009, I had the privilege of attending one of his shows in LA. Talk about an extravaganza! Holy moly. Although my pictures from said event don’t really capture the zeitgeist, I thought I’d share them anyway. Enjoy!