So, this is only partially serious. But fun anyway.
[Burberry scarf + trench over summer whites, which are both… surprise! J.Crew + the ancient Prada flats I still can’t bring myself to throw away.]
Pretty hilar that the day it’s like 90 billion degrees is the one time I really have to book it on my bicycle to lunch, for which I was 10 minutes late. No, wait—it’s not funny at all. It’s my life. And if you ask Allie, it’s also one of the top things guaranteed to make you look like a complete idiot. See option #4, but make sure to linger on #1.
[It’s starting to look more and more like I’m missing a tooth. I assure you, it’s just crooked. Time to make that phone call I’ve been practicing for two years: “Uh, you do Invisalign, right?”]
This overdose of Burbs plaid was born of a singular impulse. I read that The Whitney Gala here in Saratoga on Friday will be Breakfast at Tiffany’s-themed! Sounds fun. So since I can’t make it, I did my own rainy day iteration for 2010. Although I could poss. drink 4 scotches, get the mean reds and crash the party screaming, “Caht! CAHT! Cat.”
– C Dubs