Ocean Drive

What woman doesn’t love the resurgence of Golden Age Glamour on the Spring runway: Satin, Silk, Feathers, Tassels… A look reminiscent of one of my favorite novels, The Beautiful and Damned. 

I can just hear the drowsy jazz music, the chatter of late-night conversation, the luxurious ripple of a soft, sheer fabric lightly kissing the marble floor… 

It’s Glitz that lifts you up at night and makes you feel like one of The Beautiful… just don’t get carried away and find yourself among The Damned.

Image via Elle.

Dispatched from the West Coast.

I want to take you far from the cynics in this town
and kiss you on the mouth.
We’ll cut our bodies free from the tethers of
this scene, start a brand new colony.
Where everything will change, we’ll give
ourselves new names. Identities erased.
The sun will heat the grounds, under our bare
feet in this brand new colony…

Everything will change…

Dispatched from somewhere on the West Coast.

The Postal Service Brand New Colony.

Vogue Playing with Fire.

Let’s face it. Some people can’t handle you at your best. There’s a trillion reasons (jealousy high among them) why some people just can’t seem to let you shine.

Well Frankly My Dear, I don’t give a damn.

My mother always told me, living well is the best revenge…

Dispatched from the West Coast.