An Almost Autumn Crush

Christina Applegate, for her courageous fight
against Breast Cancer.
Never missing a beat after her
surgery, her show continues tapings for the new Fall lineup.
Unwavering strength & dignity in the face of tragedy.
I say, "Take THAT Cancer"

The gorgeous & fashionable Art Deco Raleigh Pool in Miami...
No wonder Lagerfeld brought his Chanel Chic Collection poolside.

POM because it's fashionably delicious, filled with antioxidants
AND most importantly the company has stopped it's
animal testings & is taking a stand toward animal rights.
Now that's change which is good & good for you.

My Cary & My Audrey.
I never grow tired of these two in 1963's Charade.
Good thing I own 2 copies.

I've said it before, but I crush it now even more.
DIOR fall/winter 2009 Collection is crave worthy,
Hollywood starlet style, seduction.

The Harajuku Lovers Fragrances by Gwen Stefani's LAMB
Gwen Stefani is the hottest Fashion Mogul on the planet.
LOVE is my favorite Harajuku scent & she's rockin' the
cute striped minidress with the Red Kicks.
My favorite personal "do!"

The Fall Fashion Editon of VOGUE. OWN this book.
Now. When I say I'm buying Vogue instead of breakfast?
I mean this. And this edition of Vogue is worthy of 2 months worth of
breakfast & I'm not talking about the egg mcMuffin style either.

The Keira Knightley fashion editorial is so divine.
Looking again again again.
Always finding something pristine.
Go buy the book. I'll wait here.

Elisabethan Rose Soaps from Penhaligon's of London
You'll never bathe without these again.
I can promise you this.

The Hotel ZaZa in Houston, TX
This kitschy interior matched with incredible
customer service? WinWin
check out the website for more fabulous strangeness

Sebastian Bach because he keeps getting hotter by the minute.
Not only an amazing talent, but one sweetheart of a guy.
Having garnered success at every venture from heavy metal to Broadway &
reality tv (& everything in between), The Baz is a true performer.
I'm quite honored to call him a friend &
even more honored to be his labelmate.
Catch him soon on Gone Country or on tour with Poison or
Everywhere!!


Carla Bruni.
French Elegance Personified.

MAC Plum & Pink Nail Lacquer.
Autumn need not mean boring brownish shades of gold.
Designer not Drugs

All things Michaela Kocianova.
Where the art of the D R E S S Reigns Supreme

Givenchy Pocket Beauty
The Faux WatchCase filled with sutble pink
for lips, eyes & cheeks.... Pair this with falls new
"men inspired" pants & you're Katherine Hepburn "08 Kate"

The Evelyn Lauder Collection because this Fall
is in the P I N K .

And one more Audrey for the Road..

Love & Almost Autumn Wishes.

& the Crush Goes On...


Parachute Girl

The Address of Love

As summer rolls to an end, new beginnings are around the bend ( I swear I don't try to rhyme every line like a hokie Hallmark greeting, but y'know, sometimes these things just happen) ;)
While spending a bit of time with my family this past month, my parents gave me a small box of trinkets which belong to my grandmother who is sadly suffering with Alzheimer's disease. Nothing fancy, just some odds & ends which she did not need with her in the nursing center. Among them were some lovely beaded necklaces which I remember wearing while playing dress up & a couple of old address books. As I thumbed through the address books I was amazed. Amazed at how many addresses my grandma had for ME! One after another she scratched each out. Rewriting each one with the same elegant penmanship (trying desperately to stay within the same Letter category) however, with each move it became harder & harder to the point where my name was just put in the beginning as well as at the end of the booklet. Like a floating drifter, never to be captured. I like to think of my address as the address that wasn't. And to tell you the truth, a few of the addresses I barely remember (& many from my recollection...would be better if they were forgotten forever). Living as a traveling musician has definitely been an adventure & home has definitely become where the Band is. Although I was quite taken by my own presence in the book, the real story of the address book is the date of my grandfather's death. September 27, 1999. Such a sad day which still breaks my heart in two. I believe now that my grandmother must have been suffering from Alzheimer's even then as I found the date written over & over again. Page to page. Between the lines. Between the street numbers of uncles, aunts...car repair shops & dry cleaners, there it was...Sept 27 1999. As if desperately trying to guarantee that she would never ever tragically forget that date. The saddest date which changed her life forever & took her sweetest sweetheart from this earth. It absolutely brought me to tears to imagine such a struggle. The struggle of remembering ....remembering to never forget.
I am almost sure that she would not know that date if someone asked her today. The Alzheimer's has progressed quite rapidly over the past few years causing so much confusion & anxiety in such a strong, gorgeous & vivacious woman. But I hope she knows, like I know, the date just doesn't matter. Just like the irrelevance of an everchanging address,
Love doesn't play by the same rules as our day to day routine of life.
It isn't on Schedule and

Love hasn't any Address

xoxo

and the Crush Goes On...

Parachute Girl

and the move goes on too! ;)