This is not a pregnancy announcement. This is a (very) old picture.
Alright, I have drunk the Everlane Kool-Aid.
I have a bag that the brand sent over as a gift a long time ago (pictured above), but apparently in the year or so since I last visited the site they've gone and taken over the neutral-basics market completely; I just went on the other day and whoooooooa good (especially the cashmere, yum).
Sometimes you've just got to have a good girls' day out. Lunch at a restaurant with a sunny patio and good bellinis, ice cream with chocolate sauce for dessert, a little window shopping. Our girls' day included all of those things (plus a boy).
The outfit I'm wearing here is obviously nothing special - it's basically my default outfit for when I physically need to be wearing clothing but don't really care what I look like in it - but what's nice is that lately I've been trying to do what all those fashion-advice-type women on TV are always telling you to do, which is whittle down my closet so that it's stocked primarily with pieces I can just pull out and put on without really thinking about it. Like, say, a pair of jeans that feel like your most beat-up pair of pajamas (but aren't), and a pair of oxfords that feel like your most beat-up pair of sneakers (but aren't). So even when you're "not wearing anything special," you're still wearing something that kind of...is.
Also just while we're on the topic of oxfords, everyone in the entire city of New York has been wandering around in these for the past year and I loved them when I first saw them and continue to love them now.
This post was created in collaboration with Clairol.
I asked Kendrick to take this photo the morning I left for New York, because I knew I was going to need a “before.”
Union Square Playground | NYC
OK, so New York City in October is the BEST. It's all crisp air and blue skies and apples and kids in jackets (but not gloves or scarves) playing outdoors because they still can and stuff.
And so what I packed for this week's trip was big chunky sweaters and hats and boots and a seriously cool army jacket that I bought on sale last spring. Yeah yeah yeah, the weather forecast said high '60s/low '70s, but weather forecasts can lie.
Sunset | Sausalito, CA
Anthropologie Sweatshirt | Free People Jeans
Told you we were going to talk about this sweater again. But not too much, because while it may be 8:30AM in New York City (where I am, sitting at my parents' dining room table in a ratty, oversized sweatshirt that I bought at the Christmas Fair in elementary school and drinking cup after cup after cup of coffee out of a mug with my childhood cat's photograph on it), it is 5:30AM in my West Coast head. I'm here for a week on business, but Indy came with me because he wanted to and he's at an age where he can tag along with me to work things and be okay about it - but as easy as he is to travel with, he still "needed to ask me something" until about 2 o'clock in the morning. And then, once he was absolutely positive that he had woken me up (over and over) beyond the point of no return, he passed out.
