Good afternoon, Thursday. I'm going to try and write more frequently, here and otherwise because I realize how bummed out I get when I'm not contributing to my version of life.
I'm often torn between wanting to write full time (with that pervasive and inevitable gnaw of impostor's syndrome ) and starting some sort of production company with all of my favorite talented people (with that pervasive and inevitable gnaw of whether or not that's the right move for me and anyone daft enough to join me in this mission). I just finished a few projects and now I'm left to my devices and thoughts and gnawings and damn if I'm not just melting ever so slightly. It happens. I'm just feeling a bit rock and hard place like and before I continue to employ anymore cliches, I'll shut up about all of this woe and talk about clothes. That's always best.
So I'm subscribed to Moda Operandi, that online trunk show that allows for pre-ordering the most luxe items before they are even in the stores. Needless to say, I'm not much of a patron but a girl can dream (see why that writer's life is troublesome?).
And right now I'm dreaming of jackets, specifically those I spotted on MO yesterday from Alix of Bohemia, created by a Scottish born designer who's traveled the world in an art filled haze of gorgeousness. Lest you think I've become some version of Suze Orman, I have not. I just love the way a great jacket pulls together an outfit- you can literally wear all blah black and put on a fab jacket and transform a look. From over a more formal dress to make something feel more breezy to putting something embellished over jeans and ballet flats, you're in business with a beautiful jacket. And these jackets? Sweet Mother of Pearl. I love them.
Think the best of hippie, bohemian, military influence. I adore these pieces and though they cost several limbs and an organ transplant (my liver most likely comes cheap), I am very much coveting one of these fabulous jackets. I'm attaching the link to their site for your own peril/enjoyment, and you can also pre-order them at Moda Operandi here. They are truly all that. And as I try to look to the future and decide what I want to be when I grow up, I'm happy for the distraction of a wonderful item of clothing. Now back to my regularly scheduled program featuring neurotica, fears of homelessness, and wanderlust. Cause that's what's up this well jacketed Thursday in the 718. Yours, in suiting up. XO