After work, my mom came over and we cooked. For four hours. This picture really says it all.
To all a happy Turkey Day and to all a good gobble gobble.
J Brand skinny jeans
Old Navy sweater
Fashion District pashmina and bangles
Gucci bag and sunglasses
Louis Vuitton earrings
Marc by March Jacobs charm necklace
F for functional
Finally it rained last night in Los Angeles. Finally weather below 70 degrees. Finally the chance to layer and show some winter flair. And what do I do? Panic that's what. F.
Got overwhelmed by my closet this morning. Was like one of those women on the Tim Gunn show when they are finally let lose in a department store - eyes agape and immobilized by fear. Ugh.
Kept things simple - cream v-neck, dark jeans, flat boots. Snooooze.
Threw the scarf on in an effort to jazz things up. Meh.
Wish I'd done something a bit more Euro under the fab Burberry.
Or at least rocked my outfit with a bit more attitude. Owned it. Worked it. Sigh.
But in the end, I guess the trench and the boots were actually a good idea.
Cooking is a dirty business. Think that's why I prefer eating.