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DIARY

Welcome To The New Ramshackle Glam!

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Presenting: a major project we've had in the works these last couple of months.

I thought it was time for RG to get a facelift, and worked with Anthony Creek of Thoughtbox (who you might remember as that guy who completely saved my job and my life about a year ago) to create a cleaner, more easy-to-read site (and I am SO excited that it worked out so that we're launching right as we embark on this major adventure).

I hope you like it as much as I do! Would love to hear your thoughts, and if there's anything you'd really like to see please let me know - it's a work in progress, as always, and I want to make the time you spend here as fun and fuss-free as possible.

My Looks

Uncrushable

Eddie Bauer Vest

God I'm lazy about ironing. And by "lazy" I mean "I don't do it, ever." Not because I hate it, exactly - it's sort of meditative and relaxing - but because it takes so freaking LONG. And I'm so bad at it that I don't even get any sense of satisfaction at the end, just this sort of middling "ah well, I guess that looks slightly less terrible than it did before" thing.

SNAPSHOTS

Where The Memories Are

Fishing matters a lot to me and my dad.

Not because either of us actually likes fishing - I know I don't, particularly, and I suspect he doesn't either - but rather because it's just...I don't know, it's our way to be together. Out on the water, in the air and the quiet, talking when we want to and throwing a line out into the ocean when we don't.

It matters.

My Looks

On The Fringe

On Me: Band of Gypsies Top and Shorts; LAGOS Bangles c/o

I will not be festival-ing this year. I mean: obviously.

But I will be doing things like getting tarot readings done in a New Mexico town called "Truth Or Consequences" (really; I already booked it), so I feel like there's a place in my life for as much fringe and embroidery as I can possibly handle. Which is really quite a lot.

DIARY

The Things We Dread

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It's so interesting, discovering just how often the scariest moments in life can turn out to be the ones you cherish the most.

We're staying at my parents' place in the city during this interim week, between when we sold our house and when Kendrick graduates, and the second night we were here my son said, "There are two cats here. Wesley is here and Roxie is here, but Simon isn't here because he died." I had told him that Simon died - when I got home in the morning, I explained that I had gone to Nana's the night before because a sad thing had happened and that she had needed me - but I didn't know if it had hit home. And it had.

"Where did Simon go?" he asked.

Makeup & Beauty

Weird Product Test-Run: Rodial Bee Venom Super Serum

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When you write about beauty, you end up accumulating a lot of products; samples of everything from glowing face plugs to sparkle glosses to serums that deposit tiny hairs onto your eyebrows. I try to use everything that looks at least marginally interesting at least once in the service of educating myself about what's out there (so that I at least sort of know what I'm talking about when it comes time to write about my favorite finds), but more often than not one use is enough: I'm picky about texture, and often find products too oily, or too thick, or too drying, or too something to make them worth incorporating into my regular routine.

When I finish a sample down to the very last drop, and am still thinking about the product two years later, you know it's a good one.

Way back in 2013, I hosted an event for Macy's in Seattle. Hosting these events involves arriving at the venue around sunrise, and makeup artists and hairstylists are generally happiest when you show up with virtually nothing on your face or hair, because all that does is add a step (taking off whatever you've already done) to their job. But that can be tricky, because...you know...it's sunrise. And sometimes you get there and immediately need to say hello to clients, and run lines with supermodels, and do various other things for which you would really prefer to be wearing a little mascara.

Lifestyle

Sunday In The Park With Flowers

I don't have much to say about this afternoon, other than that it was a dream and that a dandelion (or two) behind the ear is always a good idea.

On Me: Eddie Bauer Flannel. (Speaking of Eddie Bauer, I'm going to be at the Union Square store this Thursday from 4-5, and will be doing a full styling session on one reader. Would love to see you before I strike out West!)

Lifestyle

Best-Ever Moving Solution: Found

OK, so remember back when I was all "I CANNOT DO THIS THERE ARE TOO MANY LOGISTICAL ISSUES YAAAAA"?

You guys were SO helpful. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

And an extra-big thank-you to Angela, who wrote me to tell me that she'd done a cross-country move herself and had done a ton of research about moving companies, and had ultimately decided to go with U-Pack. I looked into the company, and: YES. Big yes.

My Looks

At A Minimum

Sometimes you just want to keep things easy: simple cuts, clean lines, all things white, black and denim. My favorite thing about these kinds of fuss-free pieces is that they look simultaneously grown-up and totally chilled-out, like you've got things to do but don't want to deal with any hassle while you're doing them.

Three pieces in my wardrobe that are in constant rotation at the moment: an oversized white button-down (Kendrick is equally excited about this purchase, because its presence in my closet means I'm no longer constantly stealing his), a perfect pair of flare jeans, and some classic nude heels that look like those on-the-feet-of-every-blogger-and-actress-in-the-universe Stuart Weitzman Nudists (but are a fraction of the price).