Good early afternoon and Happy Friday. This weather is no bueno. I'm super Victorian in the heat as you know and plan very much to keep things on the inside this weekend.
So the RNC ended last night with much fire and brimstone from Donald Trump and I remain terrified. Besides being terrified, I'm thinking of where I could go if there is a Trump White House- Canadian pals, I'm coming for you. Please let me and my brood sleep on your sofa. I promise not to make fun of the way you say "about".
And besides being terrified and planning my exit, I'm also thinking about wardrobe pieces that say what I'm feeling. I love this little clutch from Clare V. on sale on Goop's site, an homage to the Tour de France but close enough- I may need to grand depart myself straight outta Dodge- and this little bag can hold some of my vitals. Oy. Strange days are these.
Cause that's what's up this dressing for an exodus kind of Friday in the 718. Yours, in all American. For now. XO