Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Cap Toe Sparkle Booties!

You realize at some point that you are obsessed with fashion when you find yourself writing the following sentence:

I just ordered myself a pair of cap-toe, sparkle booties with a four-inch heel.

Yep. I did. I know how it sounds. And I don't care. I mean, will ya look at these babies!?  How could you not!?


Vince Camuto Sparkle Leather cap toe booties!

I envision these peeking out from beneath a pair of super-long bootcuts or perhaps a pair of wide legs, or maybe as the only accessory to my black turtleneck and dark skinnies. Either way, I cannot wait to rock the sparkle. Cannot. Wait.

Palpitations.

Friday, November 23, 2012

Kickin' It Old School

As the countdown to our return to the gale-force winds and driving horizontal rain of Scotland in November closes-in, I find myself intensifying my Florida sun lounger and frosty adult beverage training regimen. During yesterday's training, I read an article in the latest issue of Town & Country about the beauty products that women remembered from their boarding school days (you can substitute "high school" or even "Junior High" for "boarding school" if,  like me, you grew up in a place where the only "boarding" places we frequented were for horses and/or dogs). The list was like a walk down Late 80's Memory Lane: Clinique Dramatically Different Moisturiser Bonne Bell Lip Smackers Lip Glosses, and Anais Anais Eau de Toilette by Cacharel were some of the key players.


                                                        


And I am not ashamed to say that in my academic formative years, I used every single one of these products. Every. Last. One. So that got me to thinking. Many of these time-honored products are still available today. I wonder if they have the same allure when one is in one's 40's as they did back in the day. So although I had absolutely no intention of schmearing bubblegum-scented Lip Smackers all over my gob for a second time in this life (sorry Bonne Bell, but no),  I put down my fruity rum cocktail fortified health drink and headed to the Walgreens down the way, with the help of a friend, of course. These missions are best done in pairs, as to ensure optimum enablement.  Behold the spoils of my Old School Beauty Product Mission.


Cetaphil Gentle Skin Cleanser Maybelline Great Lash Mascara in Royal Blue , and Covergirl Perfect Point Plus Eye Pencil in Midnight Blue


                                       


The Cetaphil is a no-brainer,  really. Super gentle, gets your face clean, I am more fond of this now than I was back then...back in the days when we believed that your skin was not clean and free of acne-causing oil unless it was exfoliated beyond its last epithelial cell with apricot kernels, and finished-off with a soothing jet-fuel grade astringent that would see a C130 Hercules over the Atlantic. Remember this stuff?  Who didn't want to be this girl?


Ten-O-Six...Now with 80% more misogyny!!

I know, right? Taken straight from the scriptwriters of Mad Men. And I love that the large size came in a glass jug, like maple syrup, or a growler of Oktoberfest Ale. Urp. But seriously, who didn't douse themselves in this? Nobody, that's who. Anyway, supposedly they have quietly relaunched this, but I am sort of beyond Ten-O-Six at this point, sadly. 

Right, on to the blue stuff.  I have read differing things over the years about navy liner and blue mascara. It makes the eyes pop, it looks like a bruise, yada yada yada.  And while the liner per se is not a nostalgia product, it is the colour that I am going for here. The mascara however, is another story. All I can tell you is that I applied this stuff liberally....LIB-ER-AL-LY...in my formative years during a certain phase. But will it work on a 41 year old? 


Self-portrait. This is hard to see, I know. I have the iPhone 3, trust me, this is not
some sort of Fuzzy lens to make me look 23 again...but yeah, I think its working!


Yep. The secret is restraint. Just a wee bit of liner, a few passes of mascara, and put the wand down and back slowly away from the makeup mirror. It works really well when you don't want to bother putting on a lot of goo (like when you are on holiday and involved in an intensive training programme). So yes. Yes to the blue. 

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Knitting Bag in Paradise

I know, it seems like the last thing in the world you would want to do in a warm climate. It is certainly the last thing you need, but I love knitting when I am on vacation. Well, I love knitting anyway, but I especially love knitting while sitting in my sun lounger, on a plane, a train....whatever. Here's today.



Yep. Finished that hat you see there. And also those wee hand warmers you see just to the left of the hat. Yes. Hand warmers. That's what you need in Florida (!?). Anyway, they're done. A few new pieces to add to the cache. Look, here's the hat.




I'm calling it the Marco Hive Hat. You can see it on my Etsy site next week. And you know what the funniest thing is? When I am in a warm climate and I end up photographing one of my pieces for Etsy, you never get to see the whole outfit in the shot. So in the spirit of style-blogging (and for your amusement), here is the rest of my "knitting in paradise" look.


Bathing suit cover-up Michael Kors. Sunglasses Cynthia Rowley

There it is. Sorry you looked now, aren't you? 

Monday, November 19, 2012

Brave

Meet my newest thing that I have been obsessing over. I used to be afraid to wear colour on my nails, but apparently now, I'm brave.

L'oreal nail colour in After Hours
A pearly navy blue


Yes, it's dark. Like really dark. But I actually am growing quite fond of having a dark nail (short, of course....long talons are just so...Dynasty). I find that if you keep everything minimal, like jewellery and the like, it can actually be quite unexpected and fun, albeit I must confess, there is quite a bit of cleanup you have to do after the fact. At least, there is if you're me. Maybe I should cut down on the caffeine.

Yeah, right.





Saturday, November 17, 2012

Thrift Find Of The Week: My Sister's Dress

My sister thrifted this dress, presumably from somewhere in the Minneapolis area where she lives. I am unsure of the brand, but is this not the perfect Florida dress? Looks like a cross between vintage Lilly Pulitzer and Milly of New York. Well done, Sis!


Thursday, November 15, 2012

Stuff That Works - Vacation Edition: Striped Shorts

Some things seem like they should be ridiculous, but they are actually wardrobe extenders. Take these striped shorts. I wore this yesterday in and about the place.





No, this is not art. I realize this. But this is exactly what you reach for when you are someplace where you will be in your shorts and a tee for about seven minutes... right before the bathing suit goes back on.  Lets face it. Despite what the magazines say about caftans, raffia wedges, and piles and piles of boho jewellery, there's a time and a place. If you are embarking on a slog to the marina with a cooler full of bait or a canvas bag full of sails, you really don't want to be the gal who shows up in a pair of raffia platform wedges. Sometimes you just need stuff that works.

I saw these shorts at Old Navy on sale at the end of the summer, and thought they would be perfect for the aforementioned times...when you actually don't want to bother any of your regular clothes with the task of getting all salty or chlorine-y. You know, when shorts and a tee is, in fact, the appropriate dress uniform of the day.

But as it turns out, these shorts work longer, harder, and better than I even thought they would.  For instance, I give you exhibit A. My chillin' about the place day look (as above).

Striped shorts and green tee, both Old Navy. Sandals, Havaianas.
Belt similar to mine, Kiel James Patrick (mine is actually a thrifted mens belt). 

And with just a few wee changes, the shorts stayed with me out for drinks, and a casual dinner. 


Michael Kors cropped denim jacket (past season), J. Crew linen sweater,
Old Navy shorts, Dune sandals

That's what I'm talkin' about. Easy. Striped shorts....my new vacation neutral. 

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Thakoon Goes To Marco Island

The eagle has landed. Getting here was one of the most civilized flights I've been on in a long time (thanks for not forgetting my vegan meal British Airways, you rock!), and we are now safely ensconced in the rental house, awaiting the arrival of my family. Beautiful breezy weather. And what better to wear in beautiful breezy weather when you're feeling a bit of vacation getting-dressed laziness, than a maxi dress? Nothing, that's what. Enter, this season's Thakoon maxi dress, my splurge of the season and the gift that will keep on giving....until I spill red wine on it, but probably even after that. You gotta love prints.

And you guys.... look at the hotrod car we got when we arrived at the rental place. 

A Lincoln town car. Didn't even know they still made these, but apparently so.
Makes a gal want to pull the steering wheel up close and drive everywhere at 15 mph. 






Friday, November 9, 2012

(Nearly) Live From The Travelodge

Yep. Travelodge......stylin'. We're flying to the U.S. tomorrow for a wee visit, and the T-lodge is literally right across the street from the airport.  Had a few hours in Glasgow earlier, and managed to get my shop on. Here are some of the spoils, live from the dressing rooms of Glasgow and the plush, decadent interiors of the airport Travelodge.


This top from H&M. Loose, flowy, kimono sleeves, and a dipped hem. kind of reminds me of the
smocks we used to wear when we would paint in kindergarden.  Comfy...louche.  30 pounds.

...and there is a big box pleat in the back. 

New reading glasses. They're violet. They're from the Tommy Hilfiger men's collection.
I have to get mens glasses because women's frames don't fit my gianormous head.
And a five pound scarf from H&M. Just because. 

Todays outfit lit by the warm glow of the airport Travelodge.

It's hard to see...I'll talk you through it.
Cole Haan boots, Hue tights, Tommy Hilfiger skirt, H&M belt, Calvin Klein tee,
Ruff Hewn green leather jacket, H&M scarf, Tommy Hilfiger glasses

Right. So that was today in a nutshell; the first instalment of what will become yet another series of dispatches from abroad.  An end to a week that was characterised by work, work, and more work.....and a nice beginning to a trip to the homeland. And with a newly re-elected POTUS, no less.


Which reminds me. 

Look, whether you trend Blue State or Red, you have to admit....this is a great headline. Zoolander reference. Nice.
Congratulations POTUS, and good one Huffington Post.

Monday, November 5, 2012

Must Be Open Minded And Into Leather...

Get your minds out of the gutter. I'm just sayin'....it's hard for anyone to open a magazine this fall season and not be confronted by the leather. It is absolutely everywhere. And while we go through this every season in some permutation or another (rock chick, studded, leather, sequinned, goth....) this season it seems particularly hard to avoid feeling that little twinge of wanting to have just a wee slice of something leathery. At least, that's how it is for me. I'm a sucker that way.

Funnily enough, not long ago  I finished reading Elle UK Fashion director Anne Marie Curtis' indictment (October issue) of the fall goth trend for women who, in her own words, "are old enough to remember the trend the first time around." Which I am. I mean, I lived in Seattle in the 90's... say no more.  Kurt and Courtney, flannel and Doc Martens, knitted hats, dark taupe lipstick and unwashed hair, I was there man! But as a result, do I feel like I have to pass-up on leather, version 2.0? No. I do think it is possible to enjoy a wee bit of a re-emerging trend without looking like a shakily-drawn version of your former self. And as with all things trendy, I would recommend doing it without spending a lot of money, as lets face it, some of these things are not arty "forever" pieces, are they?  But who cares!? Even Da Vinci probably scribbled in the margins of his notebook once in a while.

For me, the trick is to express it through accents. Cute, feminine, and not trying too hard. Here are some really cute options with just that wee hint of "leathuh."  (Remember Joan Cusack in Working Girl? "Six thousand dollahs!? Its not even leathuh!")


Houndstooth tee with faux leather trim
JC Penny $20


Lave overlay and faux leather collar
ASOS  $28 (on SALE!)


Sweater with faux leather collar
La Redoute 24 GBP


Knit top with leather sleeves
Zara  35 GBP


Friday, November 2, 2012

Born Again Virgin

Hair, people. I'm referring to my hair. I look forward to getting my hair trimmed so much that I am willing to take an appointment at 10am in between two night shifts just to be sure I get my trim. And I have. And it is good. I now have not a single hair on my head that has been touched by any chemical process. There had been that lingering one centimeter at the tips in front where I could still see just a wee bit of old dye from my growing out the grey phase, and it is gone. Sayonara. I have virgin hair once again (and a few flyaways too that I was too lazy to tame for the photo).



It's kind of a cool feeling, when you discover your adult hairstyle. I have had this hair now for about three years, and I have decided that this is more or less my adult hair, with a few variations in length. People tend to keep their most comfortable adult hair, for better or worse. That's fantastic if you happen to be Jennifer Anniston, maybe less so if you are still sporting "mall bangs" from the 80s (that's a straight-upwards rooster-comb fringe to all you UK readers.... I know it sounds like something else...please don't be alarmed).

So that's me, the born-again hair virgin.  Pure and unspoiled by years and years of the the earthly trappings of chemical process sin. Yep, that's me.  I'm so pure now that I can even levitate.

See? 

Considering joining my cult of repentant chemical sinners? There are a lot of us out there, and you will never walk alone.  Look deeply into my eyes and be wooed into the sisterhood. Never again will you  desperately scrub dye off of your forehead with anything that will work (nail polish remover, anyone?).  Cast away the between-dye magic marker-ing of your roots. Saint Clairol will forgive thee.  Repent !


The converted is wearing a thrifted beaded mohair sweater, H&M tee,
New Look skinny jeans, and Clarks Indigo heeled shooties.