a worthy weekly indulgence

She decided that her green tea with honey would taste much better encased in designer polka-dot metal.

hoot hoot

Really, now I know we had a talk about vests and blazers and all things related, but I have quite fond feelings for this lil sweater vest. And by golly, if you can friggin rock it, then why the hell not? How hot would this be with a black cashmere turtleneck, black skinny jeans, and ankle boots? Hello! What it do, L.L. Bean Signature, what. it. do.!

great blazes!

Thank god for satsuma-colored embossed patent leather Kate Spade bags! Right!!?

they call me mellow yellow

Trust me on this one, people. It's poison. As in - it's the shit. The business. The bee's knees.

In a nutshell - er, glass bottle - it's good stuff.

Next time you're strolling through one of my favorite fashion meccas - Anthropologie - take a whiff.

always looking ahead

Psst. Just because winter is right on our Jimmy Choo stilletto-boot-clad heels, doesn't mean we're not looking over our shoulder at summer's lingering warmth. Hasn't anyone told you that all the best summer-shoe sales are now?

Not that I condone wearing last season's items, for god's sake.

Just kidding. God knows I just rekindled my relationship with a certain flannel shirt of my mother's from the 80's.

a worthy weekly indulgence

Somebody poke me, quick. Oh my god. I just died and went to pink-polka-dot-Kate-Spade heaven. Why no one told me about this, I have no idea.

What I do know is that I will be FedEx-ing one off to my sister, stat.

mukmukmuk

I know I know. I've posted about Muks before, surely. But let's re-touch on the fact that, um, they're hot. As in sexy. I mean, they're probably hot and toasty, too. But that's beside the point.

This is the perfect weather to wear them in, too, since the snow hasn't started to form hideous brown piles on the sidewalks. Thanks, plow trucks.

once upon a wallet

I love a good, functional wallet, and when it's as cute as this, why, just call me smitten. Love. Wallet, clutch, whatever! Zing!

let's lexus

They say money doesn't buy happiness, but if someone handed me a check for $10,000, I wouldn't break into heaving sobs. Rather, I would break into delicate, happy sobs, because $10,000 is exactly what I need right now. Especially considering the state of my pride and joy, my baby - my car - that needs about that much in work. Well, not really. I just exaggerated.

I've always said that I will never be capable of loving any man as much as I love my car. Still true. Sorry, honey. That being said, being handed a nice fat check would certainly de-stress me quite a bit.

Realistically, I would love to trade in my baby for this one. But in the meantime, I'll have to ogle the new line of Lexus SUVs - oh, scuse me, Luxury Utility vehicles - from my place in line at the credit union.

Sigh.

underutilized!

I firmly believe that boots are one of the sexiest items a woman can put on herself. Even semi-flat boots, like these, are hot. Over-the-knee, over-the-top, call it what you want, but you won't be having buyer's remorse. Mhmmm.

a worthy weekly indulgence

While one of her friends tried to coax her off the ledge of lip augmentation, she desperately schemed to find a less, ahem, expensive alternative.

Thank you, Sephora.

t-licious

Hellooo my fashionable financial mavens. I am back. Sorry for the hiatus, I had a few turbulent months, but what better way to de-stress than to share my latest drools with you?

I found this divine bag while creeping on the Tiffany site, looking for leather driving gloves. I hinted - no scratch that - outright told my boyfriend that I wanted them, so I thought, why not send him the link? Get the gears really turning.

Anyway, I couldn't find them, but I found this instead. Honey, check your inbox!