Princess!

 

What's that, you say? I'm wearing a cookie? Well yes, and how nice of you to notice. 

Apparently it's a tradition of some-sort at Octoberfest (the real Octoberfest, folks) to wear some gingerbread concoction around your neck complete with lederhosen and stein. Okay, you got me...I had already secured the latter items away far from anyone's eye, but the cookie - and it's very satisfying crunch - managed to come all the way back from Munich with my sig-o. Talk about one delicious accessory. If I hadn't already munched on this puppy for breakfast, I totally would be rockin' this thing until the DAY I DIE.

Just, Lovely

I never had have trouble with feeling the twinge of inspiration, it's just taking the next step that has always been the tricky part. I know what I want, I need to figure out how to get there. I always wonder...what exactly am I doing wrong? Why can't I catch that big break? If the only way to get there is jump, and I know it, can't I just accept that it's just a leap away?




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Postcard Worthy

This past week I headed out to La Paz, Mexico for a story on the resort CostaBaja. I've never seen water so clear, more friendlier people or more deliciously rich food. The city is terribly peaceful and quaint.

Craving: Animal

{Yves Saint Laurent twill coat, £1,195; Leopard print legging, $40; Steven by Steve Madden flat heel shoes, $120; Alexander mcqueen handbag, £845; Lucky Brand Jeans leopard print scarve, $50; Banana republic, $50}

A few weeks ago, my girlfriend and I went shopping throughout the city to find some necessary wardrobe updates for the season (and trip to NYC). While she didn't have any luck, I think I found something at every location - and I couldn't stop checking out the leopard prints. While I had to limit myself to just a few items with these bold pattern, I couldn't help but think of a few other additions I might add to my closet as the season gets more crisp.

Be Yourself

 

I realized recently that the best advice you can ever get is to just listen to what your heart says. I may not be the most positive person all the time, or the most enthusiastic, but at least I know who I am. I know what I want, and I know where I'm headed. 

Channeling Venice

 

Because my boyfriend is currently on his first ever European excursion, I've been checking Skype much like my days back in Barcelona. Before he headed off we had a proper San Diego-style excursion in a little park we locals like to call Balboa. Sitting adjacent to one of my favorite buildings, we enjoyed a massive semi-homemade meal, the sun and each others company. It was a splendid send-off.

Italian tapa

What's that, you say? That looks delicious? Well, I'll had to agree. Too bad this is one of the few postings as of late that isn't mine, but from the new Italian inhabitant and Chicago transplant Devanti Enoteca. The tapa style menu probably had us ordering a bit more than our stomachs could handle, but it was worth it. If Chicago wasn't in the middle somewhere (besides that huge lake and everything), I would totally move there - they have the most amazing food. Hopefully some more veterans will get Devanti's idea and come to the beach too (Purple Pig, please?!) 

Like a Tree

I'm clearly channeling my inner Man Repeller here (both facial expression and ensemble organization), but that's kinda what I was going for a la the latest LEAF (Living, Eating and Fashion) video with Because I'm Addicted's Geri Hirsch {now that lady has style}. To my amusement, the roomie - better known as my boyfriend - actually noticed the ensemble, and with the surprising amusement via his compliment, we snapped a few.

{Mango dress, Mango sweater, Target flannel, Anthropologie belt, Nixon watch}

NYC

White top; Oasis collarless jacket, $205; Ralph Lauren mid heel shoes, €850; Clinch tube scarve, €169

What are you craving for fall? I'm slowing preparing for my trip to NYC, but aside from the hotel and flights (and a few meals), little if anything else is planned - especially for my wardrobe. I'm not all that fond of cold weather, so when we head to the Big Apple this October, I'm desperate that it'll actually be an unseasonable warm rather than the other way around.