the eye has to travel

I absolutely adored Diana Vreeland, just so you know. (And HOW freaking adorable is Manolo?!)

I call bullshit on this. Yogurt liquid (in) my eye!

Breathtaking.

I have some problems with the daily shoe video which include: I think she should wear a different outfit each day, do not even speak to me about shoes that cost more than $1000, and who is she anyway? She is no Manolo, I'll tell you that. I could walk through Bergdorf caressing shoes while K films me. Just saying.

My pal Wendy, via my other pal Carol, sent this spot-on commentary on shopping at Anthropologie, with whom, I might add, I broke up with a long time ago.

This is just so freaking true. I do this. This is my life at lunch at work. No, wait, THIS is my life at lunch at work!

My friend Erin has this book coming out and I was lucky enough to get an advance copy and I lovelovelove it. So, here's the thing, leave me a comment and I'll use one of those random number generators and SEND YOU MY COPY. Because it is all about good deeds.*

I think I'm gonna try one of these. Maybe even tonight.

This stuff, right here, could make me throw out every stitch of clothing I have and start fresh.

Helen Gurley Brown died this week and you are probably too young to remember her sage/silly advice for young women, but it is priceless. And funny.

Forget weather reports, how about some weather reviews?

It's officially the movie we are watching a thousand times (as others such as Fifth Element have been in the past). Favorite lines to mock?

Mal: I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you; but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you? 
Cobb: Because you'll be together. 




*Random number to be chosen on Monday, 8/20.