I pulled out Diana Vreeleand's memoir, DV in anticipation for the Diana Vreeland documentary. It's fun and eccentric. It's also a little weird to read a book the old fashioned way. I can't click a button and switch to Twitter. How odd.
This gorgeous and haunting song is from 1996 or 1997. Buffy fans know it well. I was actually searching for the scene where from "When She Was Bad" where Buffy does some dirty dancing with poor bewildered Xander, but couldn't find it. Hopefully, you all own the series on DVD...
CB I Hate Perfume- I Am A Dandelion. Deceivingly simple and incredibly enjoyable.
Red lips with little else.
Heavy bangles and bracelets of assorted origins.
The husband has been perfecting his salads. He's the master of arugula.
Ignoring most of the Olympics coverage. I've been watching makeup videos instead.
Bane of My Existence
I'm going to be utterly unoriginal and complain about the weather. It's been a pretty disgusting summer.
The birth of my nephew, Jonathan.
I can't believe I'm saying this, but fall can't get here soon enough.
Bernardaud Tonga Gold pendant. And speaking of Bernardaud, I wish they offered their gorgeous earrings in a clip-on version. I'd love to have these:
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Art: Takeji Fujishima, Butterfly, 1904