We love the 90s: Angelina + Liv

Posted on January 31, 2012
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A few weeks ago, a good friend threw herself a middle school dance-themed 30th birthday. There were bottles of ! perfume, mixtapes featuring Julianna Hatfield and the My So-Called Life theme, babydoll dresses, and possibly best of all, stacks of early 90s fashion mags from the collection of a person with a more severe magazine-hoarding problem than mine. There is a lesson to be learned here, and that is this: there was a time – that’d be 1992 – when Liv Tyler was on the cover of Seventeen (age 15!) and Angelina Jolie was hawking prom dresses (and looking just as EFFING AMAZING as she does now). Also, never throw away magazines.

Are you ready for this?:

I love the ninetieeees (oh yes…there WILL be more).

A favorite bag

Posted on January 24, 2012
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I found this amazing antique bag at a Goodwill a few years ago and I always get compliments when I wear it out. Not exactly Goodwill pricing, but here is an identical-looking one on eBay.

Boots, BBQ, and a self-indulgent gun shot

Posted on January 10, 2012
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My vacation in Austin included dancing with gentlemanly strangers with boot-scootin’ skills at The Broken Spoke, a silver-lame-masked bartender at The White Horse in East Austin, coveting objects new and vintage, for men and women, at Stag and Uncommon Objects along South Congress, and more meat than a person should consume in a day, let alone one midday meal at The Saltlick on the way out to the Hill Country, where I stayed at a friend’s family ranch called Broken Foot. It got its name more than 20 years ago, when the owner was clearing trees alone on the property and fell some thirty feet, shattering his foot. He crawled to the (stick-shift!) truck and drove himself to the hospital 30 minutes away. There was wide-open space, laidback but luxurious hospitality, gun-shooting with same expert-shot owner, impromptu dance parties til 4 am, firepits, and the offer to return – and put the “work” back in work, something I feel missing in my daily life – for July peach season. I’ve still got dust on my boots and Austin in my heart.