Bow Down

Location: North River Lobster Company, Pier 81 – NYC
Blouse (old): Nasty Gal (similar here and here) I also love this one, this one, and this one | Sweater: Zara | Skirt (old): Zara (similar here and here) | Chain Belt (old): Nordstrom (similar here and if you want to splurge I love this one)  | Shoes: Sam Edelman (wearing Sangria Velvet color ) | Cape: Belle Fare | Brooches (old): Chanel | Purse: Chanel | Tail (similar here)

I’m just going to come right out and say it, I rarely wear pants. This truth is best illustrated through the following example: Stephen was planning a surprise “date day” – since I’m not fond of surprises I pressed for details, at least on the outfit front. The only clue he gave me was “you have to wear pants” to which I responded “so….horseback riding.” Stephen said I am the only person in the entire world for whom “pants” would be such an obvious clue. Needless to say, NYC winters are not the best fit for someone with a strained relationship with pants. I survive by utilizing the ‘just add tights’ rule of thumb, combined with heavy outerwear and Uber of course. I actually find tights to be pretty warm, I’m not sure how they provide any warmth at all, but for me they are an essential winter layer. I prefer tights to be on the sheerer side so you can still see the shape of the leg, solid/opaque tights are too reminiscent of leggings or Under Armour for my taste. In my downtime, I essentially live in leggings but it’s not a great look under skirts. The Holy Grail of sheer tights for me are fishnets, if I had to give one point to support fishnets it would be that they don’t rip. I gave black nylons a shot for a while but they ripped, without fail Every. Single. Wear. So now I am a born-again fishnet supporter and haven’t looked back.

Nauti by Nature – Bermuda: Part 2 of 2

Location: Bermuda
Sweater: Aritzia | Gingham Shorts: Crewcuts – Frankie short | Bandana: Levi’s (I also want this one and this one) | Sandals: Havaianas | Gingham Top: Whistles (I also like this gingham dress)  | White Shorts: Crewcuts (J.Crew version here) | Coral Dress: Zara (similar dress I want here and here) | Necklace: Amazon

My first boat experience was not a great one. Stephen’s family lived on a lake just outside of Portland, where we went to college, and on the first day of summer he took me to pick up his boat to drive it back to their house. Since he drives like a bit of an a-hole I went flying to the back of the boat and narrowly escaped serious head trauma, or worse, a broken tooth (this is one of my biggest fears). That summer, my friends and I basically lived on the lake, we went tandem inner tubing every weekend where I would get kicked in the face or catapulted into a face flop Every. Single. Time. Eventually I manned up and just admitted, “I hate inner tubing, I just want to lay out, tan, and talk.” No one protested this idea because, turns out, everyone felt like they were going to die inner tubing…you see how it only takes one person to speak up and make a change.