It’s the in-between days, straddling Indian summer and the crisp, purposeful fall — today as I write this, it’s 90 degrees and sunny, but tomorrow we’re supposed to have a low in the 40s. I suppose you can say this is my “last gasp of summer” outfit because it’s cool enough for a day like this but — with a jacket or cardigan thrown on — will do just fine when it gets cold tonight. It’s a silk sleeveless top from the Fletcher by Lyell line (prob my fave designer collabo ever), a pair of beloved, well-worn sandals, though the
Amusement parks, cotton candy, hot dogs on the street, the last gasp of humidity in the air. [vimeo clip_id=”28842355″ width=”640″ height=”360″] Weekend afternoon, my niece and nephews found a maze at the arboretum and ran through it three times. [vimeo clip_id=”28872257″ width=”640″ height=”360″]
Ah, this made me laugh so much. The thing is, the brown bear pretty much gives an accurate rundown of the publishing industry wisdom on the subject. Gurus are found in strange places, friends.