what is your damage?

for the love of winona, is NOTHING SACRED?!?

(also...future halloween costume?? how very.)

slayed.

ok, i'm sorry to post about boy by band of outsiders AGAIN, but holy ballzz they are speakin' my language! in this case, the language of love. j.schwartz, just stop with your ridiculous awesomeness. a girl can only take so much.

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moss appeal.

when i was a freshman in high school, the closet doors in my bedroom were pretty much a masking taped shrine to the katester. that's a little embarrassing to admit (especially since my mom made me take down the photos that showed her nips cause she thought they were "inappropriate"...insert lots of angsty eye-rolling and adolescent exasperation here) but what i'm trying to say is that my love for the moss runs deep. like early-90s deep. so how could i not dig her a/w line for topshop? i coudn't not. not. what? you know what i'm sayin.

"wild eyes."

tonight i've got a date with the vivian girls. and the beets. i'll let you know how it goes.

get in my belly.

i'm gonna let you in on a little secret. i like to eat. like, a lot. as luck would have it, so does my roomie/bestie caroline. we spend an inordinate amount of time talking about food (as well as cooking it, serving it, eating it, reading about it, daydreaming about it...that's normal, right?!?) so we decided to unleash our obsession on the world with a little blog we like to call the num num chronicles. today, we got a shoutout from the nice folks at the world's best ever, and you know what that is? icing. on. the. cake. (yep, i just made that joke. can you forgive me? i'll bake you cookies? numnum.)

scout leader.

so, in continuing my "don't cry, fall will be ok" crusade i am happy to report that dear creatures autumn collection is the xanax to my end-of-summer depression. ever since i slipped on the edie romper from her first collection last year, bianca's been stealing my heart with her sweet, simple styles. and this new girl scout vibe? rocking my world.


i'm smitten enough to say these pieces are even better than a box of tagalongs, thin mints, and samoas combined. do you have ANY idea what the magnitude of that statement is?!? huge. huuuge!!

boy, oh boy.

a few more reasons i won't kill myself when the season changes: the fall collection from boy by band of outsiders. could marisa tomei get any cuter? and who knew i needed a tuxedo jacket with tails in my closet?




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