I have a Steve Madden sneaker obsession. If I could, I would have every colour and pattern of sneaker.
christóbal balenciaga Christóbal Balenciaga, the founder of Balenciaga, certainly understood the concept of elegance when it came to fashion. The art of Elegance is something that has been playing on my mind. Specifically, how to live a life that epitomises such sentiment.
The rain pours down and taps on my windowpane, reminding me that there is no hurry to jump out of bed today. It’s a long weekend, here, there and everywhere… and I am indulging in the luxury. If you are lucky enough to be in the US and feel like a little summer indulgence… … Continued
Chatting yesterday… about exercise… about diet… and in general about our healthy lifestyle regimes… I was reminded that looking the part is best when we are acting the part. A question was raised… the difference between European women and other women when it comes to wearing fitness attire. I have noticed in Europe, particularly France, that … Continued
A moment on the lips, a lifetime on the hips. Isn’t that the most awful sentence. I loathe it. I remember once a very beautiful (and slim) woman quoting that to me as I was about to bite into a delicious cream laden pastry. I decided I didn’t really like her all that much… and … Continued
The chop… What I mean is the haircut. I had a biggish one recently… a chop, a cut… now I have a messy bob. Not long, not short… somewhere in the middle. One length but messy… not so strict around the edges… less formal.
England is an astounding country… So enchanting… Surprising. The countryside can really take your breath away. The homes, stately or otherwise can make you speechless… for their grandeur and their elegance is unsurpassed. The gardens and the English passion for the herbaceous and the topiary will make you tear in wonderment. Heale House and its eight … Continued
Looking back at this photograph taken in the place Saint Michel, in Paris, I recall that my thoughts immediately drifted towards lace. Delicate, feminine and romantic… Characteristics both city and fabric share.
Grace Kelly and her elegant style has always resonated with me. I’ve watched her films, read her biographies and tried to embrace her sense of fashion. As I grow older I find myself longing for the classic and the understated. Grace Kelly was a master of simplicity… her sense of balance and proportion when it … Continued
Home… isn’t that the most wonderful place on earth? I’m back in London with my mind on France… and as much as I adore to move, I’m happy to rest. Inevitably I thought about the differences between the major cities when I was on my travels… especially those of New York and Paris. Both major, important … Continued
NEW YORK had me thinking in shades of grey. It’s unavoidable in a city of soaring skyscrapers. There must be more than fifty shades… there must be a million different tones. A city captured in grisaille. Strange how my mind works. All that grey, rising above me and all around me… I started wanting … Continued
It’s the first Tuesday of the month. A group of bloggers choose a topic and interpret the subject in their own way… Today, the idea is to write about 5 things that make you crazy. ~ ~ ~ I thought of this as an easy write. We all have moments of craziness and of being driven … Continued
Not the Mini as in short skirt or cute car… The Minnie as in pants… I’ll come to that… New York, like London, is a city for walking. The way to take it all in. Assault the senses, breath it in… engage until there is no more puff. Yes… totally and utterly exhausting … Continued
As much as the big B’s in NY… the Barneys, the Bergdorfs and the Bloomingdales… can send me into a serious state of fashion delirium, it’s the smaller boutiques, the surprising discoveries that really resonate. Wendy Nichol in Nolita is one such discovery for me. ~ ~ ` Her window stopped me in my tracks. The … Continued
It’s been wet… so wet… New York has turned on the weather… literally. Thank goodness for the trench. ~ ~ ~ When it’s not your town somehow it doesn’t matter so much… patience levels are much higher. I’m not a fan of the rain, especially the kind of rain that soaks through to the bone, … Continued