
Standing not-quite-tall at 5’1 with a rack that would make Salma Hayek jealous, I really have no business wearing flats. Depending on the rest of my outfit, I tend to either look small and round, or impossibly top heavy and permanently on a tilt towards the ground, chest-first.
Even my closest friends have never seen me in anything resembling a sneaker, and my cute black flats tend to come out only during my commute to and from work, when heels just won’t do.But I can’t help but lust after these cute metallic flats. There’s something very unassumingly charming about them. Since flats are so inconspicuous, you can get away with a gold or silver without looking like you belong on a corner making rent money. Read More »







I love my man. I met him back in 6th grade, and I fell in love. I feel so blessed to have such a long, trusting realtionship. Every year, every season, he brings me so many pretty things. We have really grown together. He knows exactly what I like and every year, even with all my indecisiveness and ever-changing moods and tastes, he has stood up to the challange. And this year,