

The new lookbook for Ruche is gorgeous. It’s ballet themed, and I love the pretty feminine pieces and the gorgeous styling.

photos by ruche

Today one of my favorite pairs of tights got a huge hole just above the knee, so fuck this cruel world. I happened to be on an unrelated mission at the Circle Dot Boutique (aka Target, y’all) and they’re having a pretty bomb sale on tights—The cheapo bundled Xhiliration ones are four bucks a pair and Merona tights are all discounted two to three dollars per pair. I’ve got to track down a pair of ribbed evergreen Merona tights in my size, so that I can look like the girl above, except with shorts/skirts and also less hobo-inspired. No hobo.
photo via asos


So in love with these cute floral shorts. They’re for sale, but you know, frugality. Reasonableness. (Sorry, law student pals.) Heft.
photo by steffy

I’m lusting after a dress I really can’t afford at the mo. I’m waiting desperately for it to go on sale.

I’m not super into royal watching, but this chart tracking the Queen’s outfits over a year is so fun. I’m a little surprised that she rocks so many bright colors, and doesn’t just stick to boring beige and black. (There’s a Paris Hilton quote that’s stuck with me for so many years: “All the boring New York girls wear black.” I try to stick to colors for the most part, too.)

Bas Kosters’ show at Amsterdam Fashion Week was a ‘love celebration,’ i.e., totally the antithesis to the usual sour-faced models prowling down runways in most fashion shows. And of course, I love it. (I confess, I love style, but I don’t care much for high fashion.)
Love, fuck yeah!
photo by the world looks red

DREAM TIGHTS. It’s enough to make me dread winter a little bit less. (Tangent: Does it boggle your mind just a bit to think that it’s winter now in the southern hemisphere?)
tights by teja jamilla; photo by amy flying a kite

Amazing shot. I love combining a pretty, feminine, wispy piece with a chunky knit sweater or a moto jacket. The dirt on the knees is such a cool touch, too.
photo by vice