- T-shirt c/o Camp Beverly Hills, American Apparel skirt,
Sam Edelman sandals, Oliver Peoples sunglasses, Send The Trend bangles -
I had high hopes for summer. Grand plans, excitement over my 28th birthday, family time.
I did get family time (but mourning the loss of two uncles wasn’t exactly what I had in mind).
And while I’ve never been more happy for the end of a season, I wanted to send off the season with an outfit I’d planned to wear all these months – but never got around to. Having finally summoned the cajones (and the abs) to wear a crop top was an unofficial summer goal – and I’m happy to have met it.
Fall, I’ve never been happier to welcome you.
Photography by Lydia Hudgens.
Fact – every trip I take, I attempt to pack fewer items each time.
Wedding weekends are particularly difficult for this self-imposed challenge. The addition of a one-time worn dress, heels, and accessories make it a bit tricky…but not impossible.
I’m off to Minneapolis today for a friend’s wedding, and my suitcase closely resembles the list above. For weddings, I stick with classic pieces, bold accessories, and comfortable nude heels. If you love any of the items on this list, you can shop them in the box below!
I’d love to know – what’s on your wedding packing list?
- Mango shorts, Zara blouse (similar), vintage clutch,
cuff from Panama, Sam Edelman heels -
“If I can’t find a taxi, I’m going to die outside,” I thought, standing in my closet trying to decide what to wear. It was one of those days when it’s too hot to leave the apartment, too hot for clothes, too hot for anything. And yet, I had plans – meet up with Sonia for tea (iced, obviously), and then both of us going to Usha‘s dance performance.
I run my hands through my shorts drawer and across the hangers holding my blouses, opting for the lightest items and disregarding colors and prints. What my hands discovered were my new snake print shorts and my standby Zara floral blouse. An otherwise odd combination, but given the monochrome of both items, it could work.
And work it did. Grabbing my favorite vintage clutch and slipping my feet into my shiny heeled sandals, I was out the door.And to my happy surprise, right into a taxi slowing down at the entrance of my building.