The Little Things...

I spotted this picture on Vogue.com a few weeks ago and it took me a few seconds to realize what really jumped out at me: her two race-car rings. I'm not huge on costume-esque jewelry but for some reason, I honestly love these rings. They're so fun. Its amazing what a unique piece of jewelry can do to an outfit...

Henry David Thoreau

“There is no remedy for love but to love more.”

Off To Bed

Nap Time.

Bedding from Anthropologie.

Even Cowgirls Get the Blues

I believe I am in love with Wildfox S/S 12.

 These shorts are unbelievable. And the bow detail is perfect.

PORT OF MORROW: The Shins

"As you rise: rise from your burning fiat.

Go, go get my suitcase, would you?

You've thoroughly blown their mind.

And now I must have passage on the lines,

to the veins from your heart."

From The Shins, to Broken Bells, and now back to The Shins I couldn't be more excited for this CD's release. I mean for gods sake I downloaded the album before I brushed my teeth this morning (TMI?)

Currently can't stop listening to '40 Mark Strasse' and 'The Rifle's Spiral' (but I'm sure my favorite song will change 27 times in the next four days...)

My Favorite Color is.... Denim.

Looking for an outfit to wear this past Saturday, it occurred to me that my favorite color to wear is not in fact a color, but denim. Yes, this makes things weird as I love red shoes along with a good white t-shirt and the result is an awkward mix that resembles an american flag.

Worst part? I kind of like it. Even worse part? I dig overalls.

1. One Teaspoon, $88

2. Vintage Loves, $328

3. Top Shop, $84

4. Jeffrey Campbell, $162

5. Urban Renewal, $49

6. Top Shop, $56

Jack Kerouac, On the Road

• "I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was — I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds."