Look, I spent my high school years in the South, so I’m no stranger to the allure of the pearl. But after having lived the Yankee life for the past ten years, these days I prefer to wear my pearls with a twist. That means instead of an heirloom strand, I opt for gumball-sized earrings or a modern two-finger ring. Even better? A perfectly slouched white t-shirt sewn with a carefree smattering of pearl beads that subtly catch the light like a handful of lustrous confetti.
T-Shirt: J.Crew // Skirt: Gap // Sunglasses: Alexander McQueen // Bag: Steve Madden // Shoes: J.Crew Factory // Necklace & Bracelets: Julie Vos // Rings: Stella & Dot, BP. // Watch: Michael Kors // Lipstick: Sephora Cream Lip Stain in Watermelon Slice
It’s almost summer, and that means the corn is growing strong here in Iowa. It’s been an especially rainy spring, which I gather is good for the corn, but not great for the planting of soy fields. I already know much more about farming than I ever thought I would just from listening to the radio every morning and evening on my commute.
When you’ve lived in Texas, you learn that sometimes people will ask you if you ride horses to school everyday. In Iowa, the stereotype might have something more to do with tractors. And you know what? I regularly see people driving their tractors down the road, filling them up at gas stations heading out to the next field. It would feel very cliché if it wasn’t the reality here.
As I’ve told pretty much everyone who asks how I like living in Iowa, I had very low expectations—of the landscape in particular. I pictured flat, two-dimensional corn fields that were dizzying in their sameness. Instead, I’ve found that the miles and miles of rolling corn and soy fields that surround our little town are beautiful in their pastoral calm.