A (literal!) peak inside madame Gabrielle 'Coco' Chanel's apartment at 31 rue Cambon.
I got a feeling that I have been saying this with every ray of sunshine we got in the past few weeks, but I think we're finally in for our final stretch of summer this weekend. Can you believe it? Summer in October? I can't say I am not loving it.
What I also love is this floral combination Charlotte put on for our little editorial/styling session with Tibi back in August. The skirt might be a little over the top for a random day of running errands, but for a very last celebration of perfect weather, why not?
When I got the phone call (let’s just call this THE phone call), I was riding my bike from the physical therapist back to the office after having had my first dry needling experience in my right upper thigh (let’s leave this story for another time, shall we?). It nearly knocked me off my bike, but I was going to my very first Chanel show.
I repeat, I was going to my very first Chanel show.
The psychology of hair dazzles me every day. When I leave the house with a messy side braid, everyone assumes I’m Swedish. “So, which party are you attending tonight?” is usually the question I get if someone sees me sporting dramatic curls. Out and about with a melon sized bun? According to the world, I must have an important work related meeting. Another day, another hair.
There’s a reason we stick to our classic cuts. They tell us something about who we are. Organized, strict or flirty... At times, a person’s character is written all over their locks. But when it comes to hair, a fun variation does not have to be a drastic change. Changing the positioning or style of your parting is one of the oldest tricks in the book to try something new.
To demonstrate the difference in seperations, I’ve lined up three alternatives. Driver roll up the partition please!
I only realized this morning that all I packed for Paris is monochromatic stuff. It's pretty much all my closet contains (I know), but it's funny I packed one head to toe white outfit, one head to toe grey and then I stepped out in blue pleats yesterday morning, worn with a matching blue top and popping socks.