While the ballet shoe trend has been here a couple of seasons, it’s been uninteresting to me. Today I spied a Puma sneaker who finally got it right. I don’t want to see an imitation ballet toe shoe- -but an inspired version that hints to its origin but is uniquely its own.
A flattering blush color, a feminine design and an availability at different price points makes this a great dress.
Curiously attracted to black stiletto booties even though we are in the throughs of Spring and the temperature is creeping up the 80’s. These particular choices are a little edgy but with a walkable heel. Sometimes it is best not to ask why we have fashion urges.
It’s not like I have any interest in going on an actual safari although I know that it is currently a very popular vacation. But when I see a safari jacket, khaki shirt or a beige cargo skirt or shorts, I get that little “I love it” jolt. One day I was wearing a J. Crew khaki short sleeved blouse and was met with a loving gibe that I was looking more zoo keeper than safari chic. This hasn’t stopped me from trying to get it right, but I kind of see that point.
Back in 1987, I had a NYC neighbor who claimed to be an Indian Princess. She spoke the Queen’s English and gave out advice of all sorts with a haughty flair. While she was full of shit in some ways, she was often spot on in matters of fashion and design. Her small one bedroom apartment was impeccably decorated in an understatement and sophistication. Dark grey fabric walls were inset with antiqued mirrors. And while I couldn’t be bothered with many of her edicts, her walls spoke to to elegant aspirations of my future.
( Credit: Stephen Cavallo/Mirror Fair Photograph by Jeff Hirsch)
An object from the past evokes many emotions. A Pukeberg, Sweden Glass company, clear chunky ashtray from my childhood reminds me that a very young age I appreciated quality and design. My first piece was given to me by my mother, the second was found by surprise at a thrift shop. Finally, I found the third one on ebay. They may not be valuable to an outside marketplace but they hold a special place in my heart.
After seasons of shrunken blazers and boyfriend cardigans, I needed a fresher solution for a light coverup outdoors or to add polish while dealing with South Florida’s air conditioning. Now, I can’t stop buying these bomber jackets in different fabric and colors.
