Saturday, February 23, 2008

I Wish...

Lanvin
Nike
French Connection
Banana Republic
Gucci
Lanvin
Marc Jacobs









Tuesday, February 19, 2008

That Was Just A Dream


Ice Ice Ice

So I take back some of what I had said about the snow...it was actually really pretty and a definite sight for sore eyes yesterday night as I was walking back home from rehearsal. The night suddenly seemed all the more tranquil and the stark white-ness of literally everything in the landscape was positively picturesque. I couldn't help but stop and whip out my camera to capture the moment. The first time in 2 years I've actually enjoyed just looking at the snow and the mounds of snow for that matter. I must have been looking from 2 inches deep into my eyes.




Monday, February 18, 2008

Young Folks



Tuning In To:

Miss Kitten's Batbox, Peter Bjorn and John's Writer's Block and Cut Copy's Bright Like Neon Love.



Sunday, February 17, 2008

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Not Yet Till Next Winter

I'm just waiting for the weather to warm up. I feel like I don't wear anything that is remotely chic anymore. It's far too cold out to put on anything less than jeans and a puffy coat, of which I do adore, just not if I have to forcefully put it on every single day. This girl needs some variety in her life. And it's absolute bull crap to prohibit me from wearing jeans when ushering. I'm not going to take fashion critique from people who wear sweatpants everyday of their lives and only when the occasion calls for it, puts on a 'cute' dress. Save it peeps. But back on track, I'm just waiting for the day when I can whip out the the spring coats I have and not have to worry about freezing my ears off. I'll keep waiting patiently for the day when I can bid my D&G goodness, despite how faithful it has been to me, "farewell, till next winter." This is the time when I really start to miss the beautiful weather I experienced in London. At least I could put on some balet flats and my feet didn't get cold from the excessive amounts of snow we get here. Snow is only pretty when it is falling from the sky, or precipitating as I like to call it. Once it touches the ground, it is a no go for me. But as long as it doesn't get to be -26 degrees again, I'll survive.

For A Day Of Nothing



Valentine's Day Surprise

Love, Keith

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Party Time in Chicago

Just working the fur collar and the fabulous and new H&M dress.