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Just call me Theo

Since last week, I: Wore the new AllSaints top I bought in the sale. I love wacky asymmetrical draping, but FriendBoy immediately said "You're wearing Theo's shirt!" It is now officially known as my Gordon Gartrell. Hit the Jodi Arnold event at The Limited. Due to underestimating traffic (I don't know how I did the rush hour thing every day), I missed the fashion show, but did manage to snag the tunic I wanted

Feel free to f*ck up

I planned on doing a video blog last year. The problem was, I was scared of looking silly on camera (inevitable, trust me) and hated that I didn't have the ability to create a television-ready broadcast complete with studio lighting and zippy Flash intro. I was daunted by the fact that I had no clue how to get professional results using an amateur video editing program. Really, how ridiculous is that? But because I was

Black + Blue

For some reason, wearing black and navy together makes one feel very French, n'est-ce pas?  Really, I think that particular combination makes both (neutral, sometimes boring) colors more interesting. They're both integral to my wardrobe palette. These pants (a result of the lazy DIY, if you recall) are so cool and breezy--perfect for the hot and humid weather we've been having. I added some cognac-colored leather accessories and gold jewelry for interest. Tank, H+M; pants, thrifted; shoes,

Foster Roster

So, I finally caved. After months (okay, month) of missing my beloved kitty Cortez, I decided to be a foster mom to a kitty-in-need for the local Pet Alliance. His name is Beauregard Aloysius, Beau for short (see also: Beau-bear, Beau-bunny, Baby B, Wheezy Beau, and a jillion other unnecessary cutesy-poo nicknames) and as his name suggests, he is a southern gentleman. He was sick as a dog (ha!) due to an upper respiratory infection when I