Da Fashionista.com

The Scene

My mom and I are like that movie, Life is Beautiful. We make the most out of even dire situations. We are not complainers.

We are clowns. So when the going gets rough, we turn to laughter. We make jokes, we act silly, we use humor as a kind of buffer between us and the pain. It's a gift really - that ability to make each other cackle even in the most miserable of situations.

Like today. My mom had an MRI to detect if her brain tumor had grown in the last 3 months. As you can imagine, we've been quite anxious to find out. Our appointment to review the results was at 2. But the doctor didn't get around to us until 4.

You'd think those two hours would have been sheer agony. Wondering, waiting, not knowing. But they weren't. They were a pleasure. We chatted and made fun of each other and giggled the whole time.

So when the doctor finally came in and told us there was no growth and that he'd see us in six months that was just the cherry on top of a delightful afternoon with my best friend. A huge cherry but just a cherry ;)

The Outfit

Fashion District dress

Thrifted jacket

The Accessories

Manolo Blahnik slingbacks

Marc Jacobs bag

Me&Ro necklace

The Grade

A

The Commentary

Humor isn't the only thing that gets my mommy and me through - fashion is definitely part of the equation. So today I dressed for my momma - to make her smile, to make her proud, to make her forget.





Chose this beautiful eyelet jacket because it is the epitome of my mom's style - feminine and retro and vaguely latin.

Struggled with what to pair with the jacket. Went through pants and skirts and tanks and dresses. But ultimately settled on the nude dress with little tuxedo chest ruffle action.

Wish I had bought it a little longer. It's ok when I stand but when I sit it's, um, a whole lotta Sharon Stone. My mom was cracking up about it. Claims she caught the doctor peeping my legs at one point and wiggled her eyebrows at him. Ughs. She is incorrigible.

I blame the nude shoes. They make the leg look miles longer than they actually are. Which makes the dress look even shorter. Which apparently turns trained professionals into drooling dawggies. F.

Felt like I rocked the neutrals today. Until I saw this Chloe look on Leighton. Utter total unequivocable perfection.

Right down to her ruffled Phillip Lim for Christian Louboutin tootsies.

Glad to report I found these Pour La Victorie knock offs of the flat version of the Louboutins.

Which means a spate of high heeled versions isn't far off.

My mom and I will just have to wait. Good thing we're good at that.