Showing posts with label the city. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the city. Show all posts

Monday, August 13, 2012

Insta-Adventures: Snapshots of the Weekend


A much needed summer breeze floated through the city Friday, so I couldn't resist soaking it up after dinner.  The rest of the weekend was relatively low key--working on creative projects, reading, eating great food, and listening to my latest music obsessions from the Nouvelle Scene Francaise.  I know I'm late discovering these bands, but that won't stop me from listening to them over and over again!  I'm particularly digging The Parisians and Les Shades.  Je les adore!

 



On Saturday I reread a few of my favorite letters and poems by John Keats and fell in love with them all over again.  The intense agony-filled love affair between Fanny and Keats sounds pretty un-fun in real life.  But if they'd been a well-adjusted couple, we wouldn't be remotely fascinated by them.  Have you seen Jane Campion's Bright Star?  The film creates its own poetry while acting as a gorgeous visual companion to the real and imagined lives of these iconic lovers.



Sunday ended just as any Sunday should: with roses on the kitchen table and homemade gluten free red velvet cake.  I have to be gluten free for medical reasons, so this bit of red velvet (made by my mother) is a dream come true.  Cake should be a requirement for every weekend, don't you think?  How else are we going to face Monday?




What did you do this weekend?



Saturday, August 4, 2012

Urban Farmer's Daughter

There's nothing like slipping into a gingham dress to make a girl feel like a 1930's farmer's daughter. Whenever I wear this, I want to pour a cold glass of buttermilk and wait on the front porch for the menfolk to come in from the fields.

I'm sure growing up on a farm in the 1930's wasn't nearly as romantic as I imagine it, but these are the sorts of stories I tell myself when I fall in love with an outfit.  Although it isn't from the 1930's, this dress does have a slightly interesting true fact attached to it. My mother once twirled through life in this dress when she purchased it new in the 1970's. I feel incredibly lucky to have such a lovely and stylish mother who kept all of her favorite outfits to pass along to her future daughter.  I'll be featuring many more of her gems in upcoming posts. 

I haven't seen much gingham in stores lately, but I suggest we all keep an eye out and help it make a comeback.  As much as I love the city (and urban life in general), I also swoon over the idea of picnics with sweet farmer boys and homemade pies and all the other pretty little country staples of another time and place.  We might never experience that dreamy imagined life, but with a dress like this, a girl can almost pretend the city sirens are cowbells tinkling in the distance. 


Dress: Vintage
Shoes: Nine West




So tell me what you think, my loves.  Should we start a gingham revolution?