Mama’s Gotta New Bag!
Dudes. Sorry I’ve been slacking on updating le blog but I’d rather not write at all than give you crap text because I feel…
Black Tie Vibez
Wazzup, cyber children? The family and I just got back from spending Easter weekend in North Carolina where I literally ate my weight in biscuits…
Give ‘Em The Cold Shoulder
When I slipped this little red number on the other night — the husband was all about it. Of course, I could be swathed in…
One Totally Rad Romper
What’s up, party pee-pole? Okay, after a quick weekend getaway to Kamalame Cay in the Bahamas, it feels as though my whacked-out hormones/disposition/temperament have stabilized…
Under Pressure, Pink Walls & A Punch of Punk
Freaks! Sorry I’ve been MIA, but my freelance writing biz have taken on behemothic proportions (hey, I ain’t complaining — more Choo money for me!).…
This Is What 39 Looks Like
Now that I am one year closer toward wearing velcro shoes (I turned 39 last Tuesday), I’ve spent more time than usual obsessing over my…
On Bags and Bad Moods
{Suede fringe bag c/o Larettamia, Top Shop vest, Vince Camuto hat (on sale!)} {Celebrating Mrs. Mandolin and The Nomadic Collector at Mandolin Aegean Bistro} {The…
