Artsy Scarf

I found this scarf in a garment box in my bedroom and it has been a staple of my Spring wardrobe.  From the Met in New York, it's probably a reproduction of a piece of art or based on a special exhibition.  It is initialed :H:M but I can't figure out anything about the artist.  Maybe you know:

 Brooks Brothers (via Sola Lucy Consignment) shirtdress, vintage slip, vintage Met Museum scarf, Sanderson Cowboy Boots, Laurel Burch earrings, Calvin Klein belt

Je m'en souviens - Part 5

 

Part 5 in my series comes from a slide.  It's so perfect that my mom is chatting to someone... my dad is infamous (and sometimes annoying) with his candid shots but this time, he captured the moment, I'm sure.  Kodak may no longer make Kodachrome slides but since vintage is a recurring theme here, why not branch out into vintage technology?  

While the dress has no label, when I rolled up one of my sleeves, the above trim was a dead giveaway.  I immediately recognized it from years of having fouillé-ed (dug around) in my mom's sewing kit.  There is a high chance that she made the dress or had it custom-made.  Either way, I may not have memories of her wearing it, but the slide combined with wearing the garment itself means I get keep her with me, present in my daily going-abouts.  

This may be all for these kinds of posts, or not, but the project itself ends here.  I hope you have enjoyed this more detailed glance into who I am - it couldn't have been done without my Tim, photographer (here and above photos) and Pat's beautiful garden.  I can't end this without saying that I did not appreciate my mom's style enough while I could tell her such things but as my dad would say about kids when they're younger, my brain wasn't totally developed.  Sometimes you just don't know what is special around you, until you look from a different view. 

Love you, mom.  And thank you. 

Accessoire de Papa

I started out the day like this:

 And came home to this:

Both courtesy of the same hero of mine, begrudging photographer and chef extraordinaire.  His first boeuf bourgignon, hopefully not his last.  Really.

The shirt is my dad's, I love it.  We keep one of our two front doors open at work, and in this thermal piece, I finally wasn't cold.


If you haven't yet, check this out:


It has added beauty to my day. I want to be just like The Sartorialist when I grow up.

Bonne fin de semaine à tous! Happy Friday. Bisous.

New Year's Evening with Aïda

Happy holidays and New Year's to all!  Still feeling the aftermath of a New Year's Eve flu, I spent this evening in, serenaded by the San Francisco Opera's production of Aïda.

As a little girl, my dad would read this story from a beautiful book with pages bordered by marvelous Art Deco lotus patterns.  It's a Romeo and Juliet-esque story only the warring Montagues and Capulets are replaced by a war between Ethiopia and Egypt completed by angry kings and jealous princesses.  My dad enchanted me with visions of a stage production involving live elephants - a show he had seen while traveling.  Being around babies the last week has made me think so much about the time I spent with my own dad reading and reading and reading! 

And so, while listening and perusing some favorite other blogs, I told myself I would create at least one post tonight.  Resolutions, resolutions... start small... 1 post every other day?

I have some photos I've hinted at and been dying to show :

Homemade chicken/turkey pot pie courtesy of the Barefoot Contessa!  May not be the prettiest but was it ever good.  The turkey was leftover from Thanksgiving.  Yes these photos are THAT old. 

We enjoyed a tv-dinner.  Only it was a movie. 

While on a search for the perfect black boot, I came upon the following.  Really, what wardrobe is complete sans a touch of Cowboy...

boots: vintage Sanders

Wearing an OLD wrap skirt of my mom's - I have a photo of her wearing it (with the oft aforementioned but still rad tiered necklace) that sent me diving into a musty closet after it.  I will post more photos soon.  Hope your 2011 is all you wish it to be!

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