santa...i think you forgot to drop these off under my tree? i forgive you. ill accept late deliveries.
stil. style. mode. fashion



almost on my way. i am all packed. ready to go. so excited. wish i could snap my fingers and be there, but hopefully it will be an easy across the pond. my new ipod is loaded with sex&the city episodes, wallis and gromit, and a couple of movies. but what am i most excited about? starting (finally-and i mean finally) the third stieg larsson book. do you have any idea how long i have been trying to start it? months. and today is the day. so i may be wearing my fav transformers tee right now, but ill be flying in rugby by ralph lauren dress and some bally winter boots. im all blinged up with my favo bracelets. there is just one issue. i have to remove them all before i go through the metal detector. the people behind me always sigh or grunt in frustration. sorry peeps but it's what i do for fashion. or actually, it's what i do for me. 
growing up in new england, almost every child is a poster child for llbean. we had llbean backpacks, canvas totes, snow suits and duffel bags. well i want to bring the poster child prep look back. next smart purchase? a pair of these.  sure i own a pair of lame uggs (that are warm but heinous), and a heavy duty pair of sorrel winter boots, but i need something light to wear to work in the nasty slush of nyc weather. will i look like a prep school soccer mom? perhaps. but ill love the look. 
the la perla sample sale is ridiculous. i mean ridiculous. i found out about it since it is at the same space as the dvf sale was. 90% off. 15-20$ bras. 10-15$ underwear. whaaaaaaaaaaat? if you dont understand this, then maybe i should explain that la perla bras usually retail for $250-300. yes, expensive but it is also the most beautiful lingerie that you can find. 
sad. very very sad. you know those small things that end up meaning so much more. well my fillippa k hat has gone missing. i think a cab may have stolen it or it was swallowed by a black hole. i cant find it anywhere, and i am extremely upset. i know, i know. it was free. it was black. it was plain. i can probably find a new one...but maybe i wont be able to! well when i turn my room upside down to pack later this week, i will look for it. until then, i am in mourning.


i am a sleepy face. i feel like i was hit by a truck. and the truth is, i just survived a dvf sample sale. i feel like death. my feet still ache, and my back is all done up in knots. some hard earned money later, i am wondering where i am going to put all my new acquired clothing. there is no space in this closet of an apartment. luckily, a lot of the pieces are gifts. so time to start packing.


there is nothing i love more than a mimosa on a sunday morning. and by morning i mean after 1pm when i am finally awake. champagne and orange juice? oh im always up for killing two birds with one stone. 
true religion on wall street? quoi? va? huh? okay, i get the hermes store, the tumi luggage store, the pink store, the bmw dealership and the cute little truffle shop. but honestly? true religion? 
ugh so jealous of all the men in the world who can buy the shoes at gilt groupe's alife sample sale. i want i want i want. my favorites: the chukkas (not for me-only for men) and the mid high tops.