It’s that time of year: time to pack away the breezy silk tank tops and unfold the cozy wool sweaters in an effort to stave off the nascent chill in the air. And the first sweater I aired out was this one. I snapped it up last year because of its similarity to a certain Gucci style, and its colorful stripes still make me smile. Last weekend, my striped sweater and I took a trip to an apple orchard to pick some Jonagolds that will soon find themselves baked into a pie.
Jacket: Zara (old, similar) // Top: Banana Republic (old, similar) // Vest: Target (old, similar) // Jeans: J.Crew (old, similar) // Bow Tie: ASOS (old, similar) // Shoes: Zara (old, similar) // Bag: Forever 21 (old, similar) // Earrings: BaubleBar // Sunglasses: Karen Walker
This, in the biz, is what we like to call a Man Repeller lewk. That is, it’s a little bit quirky and decidedly unsexy—I mean, the phrase “denim culottes” doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. And I’m totally okay with that. In fact, I really leaned into it. Rather than trying to tone down the wide-leg silhouette, I decided to go full-on granny chic with the addition of a classic oxford top, a bow-tied scarf and oversized floral earrings that have a decidedly vintage vibe. A slightly slouched denim jacket completes the Canadian tuxedo and helps ward off the last of the winter chill in the air.
Shirt: Gap // Pants: J.Crew (old, similar here and here) // Bag: Target // Shoes: Target // Earrings: Kendra Scott // Sunglasses: Karen Walker via DITTO // Watch: Michael Kors // Ring: BaubleBar, Rachel Zoe (sold out, similar here and here), Stella & Dot
This year, Valentine’s Day falls on a Sunday, which means that in addition to having dinner with your sweetheart, you can spend the morning brunching with your best girlfriends. In my opinion, a bottomless-mimosa lovefest like this deserves nothing less that full red-and-pink finery (and a purse full of conversation hearts).
A comfy striped tee in the perfect shade of flamingo and crepe joggers in neon watermelon not only provide a jolt of festive color to start the day off right, they offer ease and comfort, which is quite necessary when one is staring down a plate of smoked salmon eggs Benedict. Or a chorizo scramble served with freshly made tortillas. Or a lightly griddled English muffin with a side of house-cured bacon. I’m starting to think that brunch is one of my love languages.
After living in San Francisco for three years, I had developed a pretty solid roster of the best cafes in town. While Cento remains at the top of my all-around list thanks to darn good coffee and a charming staff that has been known to make their favorite regulars personalized coffee cups as a surprise Valentine’s Day gift, a little Inner Sunset hidden gem takes a close second.
Hollow is exactly as it sounds: a cozy little cafe seemingly dug into the side of an old building. The ceilings are pleasantly low and the front room is snug and small. A delicious array of fresh pastries and artisanal chocolate tempts in front of the gleaming chrome espresso machine. Tins of tea guard the wall behind the busy barista (there’s only room for one), and specialty menu items like the vanilla bean latte with almond milk (my choice) as well as your simply great cup of Ritual coffee tempt the tastebuds.
A cast iron snail stands guard at the mossy green door, while hand-drawn window signs give the place a charmingly cobbled-together feel. Sure, the coffee’s on the expensive side (where is it not in SF these days, anyway?) and the wait can be a bit long if you duck in from a surprise rainstorm like we did only to find that everyone else in the area had the same idea. But to me, the intimate atmosphere and vanilla bean-studded latte are well worth it.
Vest: Treasure & Bond // Shirt: J.Crew (similar) // Skirt: Banana Republic // Stole: Forever 21 (taken from this poncho) // Shoes: Charles by Charles David // Earrings: BaubleBar // Sunglasses: Karen Walker via DITTO // Bag: Rebecca Minkoff // Watch: Michael Kors (old, similar here and here) // Bracelet: Banana Republic
Transitional weather is the very best. One of the most prominent items in the pro column of my running Is It Fun to Live in Iowa? list is the fact that we get to experience each one of the four seasons in its most quintessential form. Snow-covered winters, impossibly fertile springs filled with all manner of blooming things, blazing hot and uncomfortably humid summers, and, of course, resplendent autumns with actual tractors on the side of the road harvesting actual corn.
Besides the Flaming June-orange leaves currently erupting in my backyard and the flocks of tiny birds eagerly picking the last of this summer’s berries off of the bushes outside my window, I’m particularly enjoying the rash of 60-degree weather we’ve been having. I love being able to transition my favorite warm-weather skirt, marked with breezy micropleats, to a slightly cozier look by supplementing the outfit with an all-purpose military vest and the newest addition to my rapidly growing faux fur collection.
Clarabelle’s lucky—she gets to wear real fur all year ’round.