D'aprés moi...

Welp, I am in Paris and of course am surrounded by the tres chic and the tres cher and the fromage and the coocoo, so I have decided to put up some photos that stylishly chronicle some of the things that have made me swoon.


That chinchilla reminds me of Michael Libramento..and yes, it fits nicely before the photos I took at the Ile de la cité.


ça va? OK, now we have traveled to someplace that is not as fancy as Notre Dame.







The tour eiffel puts on crazy psychedelic rock show every night, but I just want to show how this photo out the window from the couch is normal...right, that is normal?

Bonne nuit!

French misspellings

I am here in Paris and have already misspelled just about everything I have taken note of. I am nervous about saying the right thing and wonder how, without saying a word, people can tell I speak english. I know that soon enough I will be way too comfortable, which means eating too many treats, because the damn treat party is just around the corner. we are talking every possible savory or sweet treat, buttery and tasty lives in the shop two minutes from the pillow I rest my head on.

There will be more tales to come especially because I start school on Monday.

One cement block at a time

May not look like much, but slowly and surely there is more dream house there.

Footers

It is very exciting to watch the progress of my house, especially when Dad lets me help.  My friend Siara and I stopped by the job sight today to take a look, have a picnic and help Daddy measure stuff.  It was so fun to walk around on the footers, nicely lodged into the earth.  Hooray for real solid structure.  

 If you can see the strings, they show the actual level of the house, pretty cool huh?

Are kids really into this?

or is it just me?

Clothes to live in

I wasn't sure until I saw you Peter Som.  I can't believe I had any other interest in this September's new york fashion week.  I can't believe I actually posted on other shows.  This is it, Peter Som!!!!!

You can't help but smile

I am not gonna say that New York fashion week has knocked my socks off.  Nor will I admit that Nanette Lepone's show, which includes the three images shown here, knocked my hat off.  But I have to say that these bright and enlivening colors literally made me feel less tired and brought a smile to my face.  After show upon show of neutral "spring" colors and prints there is something to be said about one that brings the lightness and sparkle of some exotic dream to the runway.  To me these are "play clothes."