the world according to sherimaven

Hey, Monday. Happy Columbus Day and hope some of you are enjoying the tail end of a long weekend.  As for me, this weekend found me on a mission to sit still and think about next moves coupled with some much needed chill time. I'm happy to report I did not leave my beautiful Brooklyn neighborhood for a second this weekend- I've literally been hanging in the BK since Wednesday and I can't tell you how much joy and peace I find in this little neck of the woods

I live in Cobble Hill, a neighborhood that was once fairly middle class and is now less than fairly upper class. I lived at Smith and Bergen back in the 90s when my heart was healing from a bad breakup, and as I've mentioned before, this neighborhood, with its charming brownstones and leafy streets healed me. And it still continues to do so, whenever I need it. It's true that Rag and Bone and Barneys have moved in to service the retail needs of the affluent, but the charm remains as does all of that lovely oxygen provided by those trees. And though the skyline is no longer a four story one with buildings going up sky high, I can still see said sky and breathe and relax.

Saturday was kind of crappy, the kind of day when a hangover feels ok (I did not have one ps) because there's not much to do in the gloom and you can slink around town in a sweatshirt and sunglasses and not give one single f. I met a friend for a coffee on Court Street at D'Amico, an old school Italian coffee place down in Carroll Gardens which still thankfully retains an Italian flavor. Over strong espresso and Pellegrino, we sat and talked about life, love, and work, punctuated with the cacophony of old neighborhood types conversing about life, love, and work themselves. And food. Chicken cutlets specifically. If you know me, you know I am a wanna be Italian and feel a real connection to the culture, so it's no surprise I feel completely at home at places where the banter is less about organic kombucha and more about chicken parm. Sure there were a few newborhood peeps around, but for the most part the place still had that old moxie I adore.

If you've been in New York a while, you're well aware that the "old" New York is fading away like an old snapshot, and when I hear that Brooklyn accent spoken loudly while espresso cups clink and hands are clapped for emphasis, I feel happy. There's something so magical to me about the patina of this city, this neighborhood, this life. Although I've got my foot firmly in new ventures, a big part of me loves the not so distant past, when I was young in Brooklyn mending my heart and taking great solace in neighborhood banter. I still do. And even though the hipster moms and dads and their kids named Eden and Ryder are sipping coffee and organic milk down the street at Pedlar and Blue Bottle, I'm more drawn than ever to that authenticity that is slowly going out of focus in New York and America- it's not nostalgia really- it's more like the way a favorite old sweater feels- like the navy scratchy that I wear on a regular basis that is filled with holes but more comfortable and pleasant than my whole wardrobe combined. And really, that's how I feel about my little slice of heaven here in the BK- albeit a little less itchy.

My friend and I joked about setting up shop at this local haunt- taking meetings over caffeine while big Italian men sat watch over us and whispered in our ears as deals were made and our adding machine tape would happily buzz as we closed deals the old fashioned way, punctuated by clicks on our rotary phone, courtesy of the house. Which brings me to the realization that the whole shared work space is not really my jam- you can have your Soho House/WeWork/whatever,  but if you need me, I'll most likely be at D'Amico, thinking about how my past can very much inform my future and what's to come. Just wanted to share one of my favorite spots in the mavenhood- if you want to meet for an espresso or a biscotti or whatever else, I'm happy to hang with you. Read all about D'Amico in this piece in the NY Times back in 2015. It's a special spot for a special neighborhood and I feel lucky to remember the way it was, and be here for the way it is. Come visit and I'll take you there.

And that's what's up this Columbus Day in the 718. Yours, in thinking big thoughts but staying close by. XO

Hey, gang happy Friday. It's been a long week that ended on an up note, and for that, I am grateful. Now only if I could get rid of this dumb headache.  Maybe a little retail therapy just might do the trick. And since it's Friday, I'm going to give you a 5 spot- this time for some great dresses for the Fall. Don't you just love those vintage gals above? And that price is just too nice, right? 

I already told ya that I love one piece wear- and dresses are a sure fire way to feel head to toe put together with one easy piece. Lately, I've been favoring silhouettes that are printed and feel either French New Wave/modish or something a little more artfully 90s. All of the pieces I chose have that ingenue vibe I will always adore. AndThe midi dress is a big trend for fall, but I also still love a shorter length when it comes to something a bit more sophisticated. Don't worry, you'll catch my drift- so without further adieu, here are five dresses I'm hearting on this Fall:

This rust dress from local favorite Meg is a must have- it also comes in black and has a cool drop waist and is a lovely piece that has an artsy, vintage vibe. Great with booties or high boots and super feminine yet basic. Love.

I'm an insanely huge fan of No. 6- it's true they're known for their clog game, but they make the prettiest little print dresses that are flattering and fit great. I love this sweet little button up dress. So pretty and great with a turtleneck underneath and a faux fur vest on top. Good little brunch piece.

Most of the dresses I'm showing you are printed, but this is a great LND for those looking for an all purpose piece that feels cool and French. This little ruffle necked number from APC is adorable and simple and altogether classic. With tights or without, such a cute look. Very chic. And yes, it's dark navy and not black- lovely against the face and a twist on the typical LBD. 

When's the last time you were in Banana Republic? I know, me neither. But I had a few spare moments between meetings last week and popped into the one by the Empire State Building and the clothes are getting much better. I love this little dress to rock with leather leggings or with black tights- a very cute piece at a good price point.

We all know how much I love Steven Alan- his pieces are super modern and spare but fit beautifully. I love this little artist dress that speaks to that 90s vibe I love- if you're the type of gal who would rock this with a creeper, Lord bless. I'd probably do an ankle bootie or knee high boot but this softly pretty piece would look great fresh out of bed with a smack of red lipstick and a messy bun.

Hope you love these options and get inspired to shop it up. Cause that's what's up this five alive of a Friday in the 718. Yours, in dressing up. XO

Good afternoon, Thursday. I've had a doozy of a headache for a few days so am staying away from bright light and all the things I love like red wine, chocolate, and coffee. I wonder if it's a coincidence I've had a migraine since the VP debates. Hmm. Strange that. NOT.

So political anxiety aside, a girl still has to get dressed for life and the jumpsuit game is strong out there. I'm adoring pieces that feel more industrial/mechanic like- the zip up front, the loosened up silhouette- perfect for whatever life throws your way.  So when I found this one from Staud shown above (designer hails from Reformation), I fell madly in lust. What a great piece. Love this LA based brand- so many great designers on the left coast these days. Inspiring times in Cali for real. Kind of can't beat the west when it comes to 70s inspired rock and roll vibes.

Upon further clicks, I found they have several great one piece options for all types of body types and occasions. Just loving these pieces so much and know they would make great go to's for all those occasions where popping on one piece beats thinking about two. Cause that's what's up this knotty headed Thursday in the 718. Yours, in staying in one piece this Fall. I'll keep posting jumpsuits, because it's my wont and also because there are are so many great ones out there. XO

Good afternoon, Tuesday. It's gloomy in NYC but the sun keeps trying to peep out here and there. 

Like me, you've inevitably read the news about Kim Kardashian's robbery in Paris, where she was bound and gagged and millions of dollars in sparkly things were stolen from her hotel room, while she was locked in the bathroom of her hotel room, a hotel, which is so exclusive by the way, it has no address.

We all know I am not a huge fan of Kim, but no person deserves to have the scare of their life while they are trying to sleep in their hotel room or anywhere else- it's horrible and she is lucky to be alive. But the mind boggles as to why she had a small GNP's worth of jewelry on her person- with no guard whatsoever. What kind of human sleeps alone in a room with no protection when there are millions of dollars of diamonds and Lord knows what's else in the same room? It's not only naive, it's completely crazy. When look at me turns to rob me, you know shit's gotten far too real.

And I can't help but wonder if all of this public living we do is showing its very ugly side. True, most of us don't have millions of followers on Instagram or wherever else, but Kim's displays of wealth and fame are infamous at this point and I'm curious to see if she dials it all down now a bit, though I suspect her mom won't let her. You just know there's going to be a "Dateline" about this. Or a very special "KUWTK".

And just because we didn't rob that room and escape on a bicycle with a four million dollar diamond and then some, we're all guilty. We stalk our favorite celebrities online like it's some kind of blood sport. What is Kim wearing? What is Kim doing? Where is she going? It's true she's created this myth, this legend, but if like me you are beginning to experience a great deal of fatigue from TMI gone crazy, it's worth thinking about personal safety, and moreover, modesty. Modesty have never to my knowledge gotten anyone in trouble. Showing your full hand certainly has. Dialing it down- that's what's up. Money can't buy you class, but can it at least buy you some discretion and above all, common sense?

I'm not at all saying Kim "asked for it" or deserved it, but I do wonder as many struggle to stay constantly relevant and in the public eye, is there a place for modesty and privacy amidst all this desperation for likes and a constant lust for oversharing? Who knows, really. Much like Trump, I'm not sure Kim will ever stop being Kim (her idea of not being flashy is not wearing makeup), but if that's not a wake up call to her always on life, I'm not sure what is.  Being consumed by consumption is no bueno- she keeps buying, and we keep buying, and really, we should all rethink just what is so very interesting about a notion of life that is unattainable for almost everyone. Nobody should be walking down the street with a diamond ring of that size, But what vexed me the most was the insane detail she rolled with when she flew to New York yesterday to reunite with Kanye at their New York apartment. Is there any reason in the world that Kim Kardashian should have more security than a US President? It's unfathomable.  It seems that robbery was a fairly well intentioned incident- what does she think is going to happen to her in New York? I would have way more respect for her if she came here quietly, vs. drawing more attention to herself. That family is addicted to anything over the top, and we have all become addicted to watching it unfold. It seems insanely irresponsible to have that level of fame yet show and tell everyone where you are and what you're doing every minute of the day. Too many criminal minds out there who want to do more than roll their eyes at the shenanigans of this family. Not cool.

The whole bloody thing is so disturbing and ridiculous. I find myself cringing from time to time at the (not even humble anymore) bragging and boasting and hyper curatorial nature of social media- the one upping, the perfect pose with the perfect life, the "this is my reality" but it's not even real thing. I've had it. Kim's lost it. Where is her mind? 

Not even sure what the point of this whole rant is, but really- are we going to wake up and see what all of this jockeying is doing to us? It's all fun and games until your shit gets stolen at gunpoint. Rant over.

Cause that's what's up this trying to make sense of the world kind of Tuesday. Yours, in better living through modesty. XO

Good almost afternoon, Monday. L'Shana Tovah to my fellow MOTs. May your year be dipped in apples and honey and goodness.

So I was feeling less than inspired this morning but thanks to the rabbithole called the Internet, I managed to summon a muse who is perfectly in step with the Autumnal vibe in the air. 

How can you not adore this Bob Richardson (father of Terry) story for Italian Vogue in 1997 of Milla Jovovich? I have always been obsessed with Milla and her beautiful androgyny. She is such a feminine beauty but pulls off menswear like an absolute boss. In warmer weather, my look often skews way more feminine, but with Fall and Winter not far behind, I embrace menswear wholeheartedly as a chic way to cover up. When you look at these images, you can imagine almost all of these looks being worn right the heck now. And that hair. So amazing. The 90s continue to inspire and captivate me. The 70s and the 90s are by far my two favorite eras in fashion. These images are so modern, clean, and strong. Love every single one. And really, every gal can rock some menswear and look fabulous- it's great for many body types and is fabulous for all age groups.

Every look is so phenomenal, and for that, I am grateful. What a fabulous story- going up on my virtual moodboard of the mind as we speak. Because this maven was very much in need of a muse this Monday, and Milla darling, you are it. Cause that's what's up this masculin/feminin kind of Monday in the 718. Yours, in a muse called Milla. XO

Good morning, Thursday. Almost to the weekend. Looking forward to it. Oh and only one "Narcos" left in Season 2. I'm not sure how I'm going to live without that crazy show. It's so amazing and you completely forget you're watching something almost entirely in Spanish. If you have not seen it, I highly recommend it. Pablo Escobar is the new Tony Soprano, but on a much more frightening scale. But enough about Netflix- I've got stuff to share.

A friend of mine from another (work) life has been taking to blogging, and I'm loving it. Vic has always been a big fan of my blog, which I appreciate beyond belief. Turns out she's a pretty profound writer herself.

In her latest post, she talks about turning 40 and how when it comes to work, we may very well end up where we don't expect. She also noted that many of her peers are now contemplating a second career because at this stage in the game, it may very well be time for something new. She thought at age 22 she thought that life at 40 may have a Tony award residing on the shelf of her corner office, in an ad agency she owned. That may not be what life looks like for her now, but she's a very successful person who is a leader in the marketing world when it comes to the arts. Not too shabby. 

So for me, it's obvious I'm reinventing and retooling my career. I've spent a lifetime producing in agencies, starting life there in trends and strategy and ending up here. Is this where I thought I would be when I "grew up"? Not exactly. But it's pretty close to the ideals I held as a child in terms of what my future could look like, and if you think about it, I bet your career is not so far off from what you thought. Yes, there's exceptions. But indulge me.

As a child, I was insanely creative. I was constantly sketching, constantly writing, and as the other kids in day camp were out swimming and running, I was in the arts and crafts shack enjoying pipe cleaners, and I was also writing articles for the camp newspaper. When I pictured life as a grown up (which ps, I couldn't wait for), I saw lots of travel, a creative career, my own business, and of course, lots of awesome clothes. I always thought I would work in fashion somehow, as clothes were something I loved fresh out of the womb. I never pictured having children, never wanted the white picket fence, never wanted a suburban or "normal" life. I wanted to be surrounded by interesting and creative people and was certain I would live in New York, attending all tomorrow's parties and having a very unconventional and fabulous life. 

When I started my career, I had a nagging feeling that I wanted to work for myself. It plagued me my entire career.  Yes I learned to play well with others, though I never quite lost my rebellious streak or independent spirit. As the years progressed and I watched the meteoric ascent of those around me, I knew that my path was not to rise to the head of the class in advertising. True, advertising was and is a great fit for my skills and interests- I've always been obsessed with pop culture and always wanted to work in an environment where no jacket was required. I remember early in my work life going to an interview by the World Trade Center and feeling excessively squirmy. I could never work somewhere where I have to wear pantyhose. Never. The thought made me itchy.

So where am I headed with all of this? 

As I look ahead to the future and think about what the 2.0 version of my career looks like, it's very much a work in progress. But the values I held as essential to a healthy life are still the same as they were when I was a little girl in lopsided pigtails- I still want to be around creative people, I still want to travel, and most definitely want my own business. And I still love a great party.  I've talked before about a favorite line from an old poem by Wordsworth that states "the child is the father of man". For me, I've known from an early age what my essence is, and though I've had a million and ten things happen to me in life that forced me to shift gears and change lanes, those tenets never went away. So although my friend may have not won that Tony for her own play, she's helped promote the efforts of many to have them win their own. And though she's not at the helm of an ad agency that bears her name, she's got her own table at Sardi's because she knows everyone in this industry and has worked at some of the best places on the Great White Way.

What I'm saying is that when you're examining your own career path, look back to what you thought about as a kid and how that will most likely vibe with what you're doing now somehow. We are always so focused on moving forward that we often turn our noses up at going back. It's not about nostalgia for our youth, but look at that time in your life when anything and everything was possible as a guide for where you are now. I know I'm looking to that inner child to rediscover what makes my heart sing and my head feel happy. And though you may be rolling your eyes that I'm quoting romantic poetry and speaking to my inner child, I'm cool with that. After all, it's nice to get in touch with an old friend. My friend's lovely post here. Sure life will inevitably throw you a few doozies, but always trust your inner child to know what's what.

Maybe to figure out what we want to be when we grow up, we never have to. Cause that's what's up this childlike Thursday in the 718. Yours, in looking back to move forward. XO

Good afternoon, Wednesday. Sorry I've gone a bit quiet. I'd like to say it's because I'm insanely busy, but actually, it's quite the opposite. I need a little bit of brain and body rest and am grateful for the past few days of calm, long walks with Khan, and nesting. It's nothing terrible at all- just easing myself into new things and trying to not push push push so very hard with everything. You know what I mean. I know you do. But back to fashion, a topic I can always find myself talking about, even at my most quiet moments.

Red. I have a tricky relationship with the color red. Hillary wore red to debate Trump the other night. Everybody knows that red conveys power, command, confidence. But I don't love the color. I like pops of red- red lipstick, red shoes, a red scarf- even a red coat. But really, red is far from my favorite color, because it doesn't look amazing on me unless it's of the more brick or scarlet variety. True red? No can do. At least not next to my face. 

But as I was looking at the shows in Paris I couldn't help but fall in love with Lemaire's beautiful collection, and within in, the most perfect red number I have seen in a long time. Red silk. And not an untrue red either. I love this look because it's super easygoing but really- how could one not be the chicest person in the entire room let alone the world when wearing this? I am obsessed with this beautiful ensemble and if I was the type to still cut out pictures and put them on a moodboard, this would be smack dab in the middle of it. Plus that shape- can you think of a better outfit to travel in? To wear to a dinner party somewhere fabulous? It's everything. It's Studio 54, it's Woodstock, it's everything cool and unpretentious and free flowing and so damn glamorous. I love me a dress over pants and think it's such a fabulous way to switch up traditional proportions- and at a time in history when we may indeed have someone in the White House who wears both the dress and the pants, well damn. This is just even more perfect.

Yes I know some of you are saying what's the big deal, really? I see a lot of potential in a look like this- and that's what great fashion does- it takes you to a place where you can imagine yourself wearing something fabulous in your dreams, and this whole collection is a beautiful mix of pieces that function but also serve up some fantasy. 

Oh and this bag featured at the beginning of the show? Perfection- as is the whole look, really. The unstructured bag thing is really speaking to me. I see Mr. Lemaire and I speak the same language. Must get myself to Uniqlo stat and see what's afoot in his more affordable versions of what's on the runway- when is he releasing his next collection ps? I need to set an alarm.

To be fair, I was feeling uninspired today. Not in a bad way, really. Just had not much to say. Then I saw this show and that changed quickly. Now I just can't stop thinking about wanting to wear red and wanting this look and wanting to host the most fabulous dinner party with several hundred of my closest friends and wearing this. On the moon. Yup. A girl can dream. Full collection here. Fair to say I'm obsessed.

Cause that's what's up this dress over the pants kind of Wednesday in the 718. Yours, in grateful for inspiration of any, and particularly, the fashion variety. XO

Good morning, Tuesday. It's gloomy outside and still trying to process that debate last night. Between the sniffing and the screaming and the wacky words, I didn't know which end was up, and I still don't. Strange days are these.

So during the debate I was IM'ing with an old pal of mine from ad life about something that really matters- shoes. She asked me the other day to do a piece on booties, and though I touched on them the other day, I felt compelled to share some great options from Rebecca Minkoff, that popped up on my Instagram and seemed worth sharing. Those at the top of the post appear to be McQueen ps, so off limits for most mere mortals.

She immediately responded with a link to a pair of electric blue suede Stuart Weitzmans, which though bold, were an excellent choice. I approved- very her and could picture her in them. She then said she was looking for a classic black pair, and shared a link from Vince, which I gave the thumbs down. She agreed that they were "too expensive for good enough". 

Trump, Trump, Trump, sniff, sniff, sniff, HIllary, Hillary, Hillary. 

I then came back with two recommends when it comes to a classic pair of booties- the Rachel Comey Nassau- a bootie that is a bit Beatle inspired and has an insanely comfortable heel height- I lived in them last winter. Love the ones that have the shearling inside. No socks required. A great option for hoofing to barre or yoga in style when it's no longer flip flop weather.

And also- you can't mess with the classic Newbury from Rag and Bone. They've sort of become a default for New York girls and they're a great investment because they most likely won't be going out of style any time soon and they look even better a bit scuffed up.

But my friend is a true original when it comes to style, and as she was looking at Rag and Bone, she came across these beauties. Ooh. Yes. Absolutely. The Agnes for the win.  Wait what the heck is braggadocious? Did he just say that? Lester, wake up.

We both agreed this was a wonderful and sexy option, and since she had already had some wine (as many did to soften the blow of last night's anticipated batshit crazy), she hit buy and the rest is history. I may need a pair now. She also thought that with every bootie purchased, we should give 10% to Hillary. I like this idea. And yea, I've said bootie far too many times in this post. BOOTIE BOOTIE BOOTIE. I've officially come undone. Who can blame me?

I just thought it was funny that as the debate was on, my friend and I were having a very different debate of our own, which we collectively dubbed #Bootie2016. Listen, it's more fun to campaign for shoes these days than it is to watch the election in DC unfold.  I welcomed the distraction and guess what? You all got a shoe post out of it. We all win. We win big. HUGE win. Tremendous win. Ugh. We laughed about the fact that we probably debated this purchase longer than Trump prepared for the debate. Because even though that debate was a true horror show, progress was made in our living rooms, at least when it comes to shopping. 

Cause that's what's up this bootielicious Tuesday in the 212. Yours, in shopping the pain away. This concludes the great bootie debate of 2016. Can't we all just get along? XO

Hey, pals and happy Friday. I am so so so happy Mercury is out of that wretched retrograde. Perhaps it's some sort of astrological marketing gimmick (have never heard of this until much later in life), but I felt this one in a big, big way. Miscommunication. Mixed messages. Crossed signals. All of that. Bye, retrograde. Buh bye.

So I said I would share some of my top picks for Fall- and I decided to show you some things in stores already that make great pieces for the Fall. I myself am trying desperately not to buy another thing-  have to be good and conservative as I figure out my new lay of the land. But hey, you guys with full time jobs or trust funds or stock ops, go nuts. I'll live vicariously through you.

So without further adieu, five things that caught my eye for Fall:

A boho dress- If you've been reading this blog for a while, you know I have a love/hate with boho. But it's always on my radar and admittedly, I love the winter boho vibes of a feminine dress with black tights and boots and a faux fur vest.  It's edgier than Summer boho so it's always on my list, and with midi length pieces taking the stage, now is the time for a great dress. This brand in Cali is absolutely killing me in the best of ways. Doen has amazing pieces to soothe your boho soul- I love these dresses and it's a hard call, but so many good ones. Also Mes Demoiselles from France is unbelievably cool. I love taking a traditionally Summer piece and reworking it for Fall and Winter. You should too methinks.

A turned around cardigan- Was just shopping with a friend in Soho (she was shopping) and discovered the whole cardigan worn backwards vibe. We used to rock this back in the day, but it's a fun way to take a boring old cardigan and make it cool. I'd go for a black one worn backwards (maybe with some gold buttons) with boyfriend jeans and ballet flats. It's a French vibe and fabulous with a red lip and big sunglasses. Effortless and sexy. You can find your classic v neck cardigan just about everywhere. The reference photos above are from an amazing movie- Paris, Texas directed by Wim Wenders with a young and seriously hot Nastassja Kinski. Amazing. Oh and keep the hair messy. It helps the sexy, I care not a thing vibe.

A statement shoe- Most of us girls have never been a good shoe we didn't like. My problem is, I like many of them. My absolute favorites? Of course, Gucci. I adore the Princetown Mule loafer especially (I have a pair and have not taken them off since I got them) and the classic one is great but so are the more ornamental versions. 

And for me, this Chloe bootie with the foldover thing is so, so hot. I tried them on a bit ago and they are HAWT. With skinny jeans and a blazer you are very much in business, my friend. Though I love the white, the black are amazing and have also seen them in rust.  If you do one thing this season, do a great shoe. It will help boost all your basics and give a fresh kick to your closet. 

An unstructured bag- We've had seasons and seasons of structured bags a la Celine and YSL but I'm in the mood to go loose. I am loving this Rag and Bone bag and although not anywhere near cheap, it's nowhere near the gob smacking prices of those other names I mentioned. I love it in the olive for a change from the classic black bag.It's so nice in person and has the perfect amount of slouch.

A cropped pant- So I'm obsessed with the whole kick crop thing, but the proportion is generally wrong for me as I don't really have the hips of a toddler. I found these pants at Marimekko and though pricey, they are divine. I love the silhouette with a chunky knit sweater on the longish side, with the Gucci slippers. Such a good look. Love. Bonus points if you go for the fun patterned version, but if you go with basic black, I'm not gonna be mad. Incidentally, the clothes at Marimekko are amazing. Great coats and super awesome dresses as well. Coat post next week, don't worry. I got you, boo.

What's most fun about these looks is the ability to scale down price wise and find all of these key items at stores like Zara and H&M. The shoe bit is more of a challenge when it comes to that, so if you ever want to really splurge on something, a great shoe is not a terrible way to go.

So that's about it for now- please feel free to shout if you have any questions about what to wear. I'm open for business and all ears. Cause that's what's up this TGIF five spot in the 718.  Yours, in falling for Fall. XO

Good morning, Thursday, and welcome, Fall! Fall is my absolute favorite time of year and though it's still hot in New York, the temps are gonna drop this weekend and I can't wait to get cozy as I try to stay away from pumpkin spice lattes. They are my Waterloo.

When I lived in Miami, I very much missed the change of seasons- we really had hot and hotter and that was about it. Sure there were some delicious days in the 60s, but I'm a cool weather girl and I so missed that chill. Plus for me, I find that seasons help with the passing of time, when one door may open and another one may close. It's important to honor the seasons and acknowledge that no matter what, the leaves are going to turn, the snow may come, the flowers may bloom, and the days get longer. I've been thinking a lot lately about the need to let things go- because really, we push so hard to make everything amazing and everyone happy and sometimes, you just have to go with the flow and embrace that all things must pass and change and reinvent. Because the seasons are going to keep changing (hopefully) and time will keep passing and getting in step with that and onboard with that jam is a step in the right direction. I welcome the opportunity to be in tune with the weather. Plus I love the light changing as the temperatures drop, and I love watching Khan crunch the leaves under his paws as we take longer walks as the humidity disappears. Oh and also- good hair weather. Yes please.

Fall always has me in the mood for reinvention, and launching my new gig is very top of mind and I'm working on some fun ideas and can't wait to make them happen. It's funny that Fall is not a time when things grow or bloom, but you can totally channel the energy of fall when it comes to reinvention because Fall is all about shedding leaves and skin and old habits, etc. I find the cold air inspiring, and always feel most myself at this time of year. I hope you too are feeling empowered by the prospect of Fall foliage, and of course, Fall fashion- a girl's best friend after so many months of feeling exposed- who doesn't love a good layer to protect against the elements? I can't wait.

Tomorrow I'll give you my top picks for the fashion inclined when it comes to Fall- hope you are all in the mood for shedding your skin and making transitions. It's all about Fall for this maven. Cause that's what's up this Autumnal Thursday in the 718. Yours, in change is good, and getting into the groove. XO