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Despite an inconvenient head cold, and annoyingly icy streets I was determined to take part in a buzzy Sunday lunch. I slipped on my power walking thigh high boots, attempted to battle the sniffles with a bloody mary, and consumed a hearty burger for extra energy. After realizing temperatures were slightly higher, and a few glasses of wine can cure anything, I slid out of my January blues and am now fully willing to enjoy this chilling month. So let the dinner dates, party invites, and coffee rendezvous roll in.
Yay for January 🙂

“I like the freedom of dresses. Even on a cold day, I like to feel the breeze.”
Charlotte Kemp Muhl
Vogue UK

My new style crush. Sean Lennon’s girlfriend. Model/Singer. Lives between Tokyo and New York. Possesses a wardrobe brimming with Victorian lace dresses, Sergeant Pepper jackets, Seventies fur coats, over 200 vintage kimonos, and a coyote apache headdress.

Personal pics of our activities while in Hong Kong.

late night view of Chanel store in Tsim Tsai Tsui, stock of champagne from Dad’s wine cellar, colliding with random decor while shopping in Kowloon, shochu with oolong tea is a dangerous cocktail, a mini version of myself aka cutest little sister ever, one of the many cute dogs that reside at my Father’s country club, roast duck and bbq pork=boy’s preferred lunch, drool-worthy Joyce window display, all you can eat hotpot in the company of my fav sibling and cousin, and ridiculously delicious japanese bbq.

Snow days are surprisingly eerie in London. The boy and I rode through freshly snowed upon streets determined to keep our dinner date, despite the blistering weather. We witnessed deserted sidewalks, traffic-less rush hour, and barren pubs and restaurants. Apparently Londoners hibernate at the slightest sign of ice. January was already slightly lackluster, and this is accelerating the boredom. In my opinion snow and cities don’t mix. Unless your residence is deep within the countryside, where the white blanket does not instantly transform to slush, and a suitable sledding hill is just around the corner, a “snow day” can be incredibly unsatisfying. Hopefully this phase will soon pass, and my usual social spots will happily refill.
Until then…I am in bed.

Vintage coat, tee from Fairfax Market, Topshop skirt, Alexander Wang boots, Christopher Kane for Topshop bag.

Winter is seriously settling in, and although London was not ambushed with as much snow as the rest of England, the temperatures are still arctic. I am famously incompetent at dressing for cold weather. I solidly stick to California weather worthy outfits, and just throw in tights and thick coat for good measure. I own two sweaters I actually like, and avoid trousers like the plague. I guess being born in a sunny state coerced my style to be deathly unprepared for a solid winter season. I am still hopeless despite my years in London, but am growing nervous about our upcoming holiday to a Japanese ski resort. What are appropriate shoes? Can a men’s thermal top double as a cute dress over 100 den tights? Are heels dangerous? Will my faux leather leggings be warm enough? The questions are endless so any advice will help. And please don’t let it be, go to Uniqlo and stock up on tons of layering gear…that’s just boring.
Thanks!
xoxo

Versace leather jacket, Topshop skirt, H&M cardigan and knit headband,AA tee, Alexander Wang bag, boots from random Hong Kong boutique.

When I spotted these boots on sale in Causeway Bay, Hong Kong, I knew they had to be mine. Obviously they are a blatant knock-off of Isabel Marant’s coveted booties, but the ridiculously cheap price tag and sheer comfort factor made them irresistible.

I managed to snap up five pairs of shoes during my two week holiday in Hong Kong, so the boy is cutting me off. Passing up Givenchy’s at the Selfridges sale was seriously painful. Why can’t men and women agree about the amount of necessary footwear?

Zara vest, American Apparel tee, Topshop skirt, New Look shoes, Dior Saddle bag, H&M knitted headband and bracelets.

We’ve opened all the presents, sipped enough champagne for a lifetime, marked a new decade with fireworks and laughter, and participated in the last festive reunion before returning to reality. It can be slightly depressing to witness the sparkle factor of each holiday season disintegrate while the masses head back to mundane life, new year detoxes begin, and shops become a clutter of unwanted sales racks. Why is the 1st month of the year so boring? Can this month please pass so more excitement can commence?

Here are pics from my birthday party in Hong Kong. I spent the entire day searching for an ideal party dress, and managed to get my hands on this Alexander Wang sweater dress only two hours before dinner. We kicked off the night with a family meal at gourmet French restaurant, Mark One, and gorged ourselves on oysters, moules marinere, beef carpaccio, and scallop risotto topped with truffle. After our appetites were over satisfied, and far too much wine was consumed, we headed toward our night spot of choice to occupy prime location, while participating in vodka and music induced behaviour. I am ashamed to say my brother beat me as last man standing despite his 7am flight. I have never witnessed a person heading to the airport in such an inebriated state.

There is nothing more refreshing than waking to a new start. Each year we begin with determined intentions of health, love, and happiness, hoping to step closer in the right direction than our last attempt. Wishes are placed upon miracles, life altering moments, and pure excitement. I revel in extreme optimism every January 1st, and although reality can never truly match the reverie, my life would be incomplete without aspiration and fantasy filled thoughts.

Last night was reminiscent, fun, and delicious. The boy and I partied with my two favourite Swedish fashionistas, who also happen to be my former living companions. We danced, laughed, and pondered the past. I plan to spend this year just as it started…with those that I love, vacant of drama, and full of laughter.

Sorry, but I caught very little photo content. Proper outfit shots always slip my mind in moments of drunken amusement. But here’s another outfit just for fun 🙂

Thank you to all my lovely readers for making 2009 a seriously enjoyable blogging experience!

vintage skirt worn as dress, Zara vest, Topshop boots, vintage rhinestone necklace, and Georg Jensen pendant.

Happy New Year!!

Hope you all have a fabulous night waving goodbye to the noughties! I’ll make sure to wear something sparkle worthy and consume countless bubbles.

xoxo