Teller of Fortunes.

There is something about January-March that makes me want to wear all black all the time. It doesn't really get cold here in LA. Ever. So it must be my subconscious earning for living somewhere with actual seasons. I don't know. I love this little head piece. I got it from this woman at the Melrose Trading Post flea market. She has like a million. I was really drawn to the colors of this one. This little headpiece is so handy on days when my hair is nightmare. I just pop it on and am ready to go. I have been using this burgundy clutch a lot lately. Its seems to be the perfect touch of color to the all black ensembles I have been sporting. Little hints of color keep feeling more chic and less goth. I almost feel like I should be telling people's fortunes in this outfit.

// sweater-bloomingdale's // skirt-pencey // boots-franco sarto // sunglasses-warby parker // shirt-vintage // bag-vintage // 
// necklace-h&m // tiger's eye ring-jan michaels // other jewelry vintage //

Like a Raven in the Moonlight.

 If you couldn't already tell about the amount of photos in this post, I LOVE this Free People dress that Daniel surprised me with. It feels so good wearing it. Somehow it makes me feel both serious and playful. I want to read Poe,  run through fields, bang out sonatas on the piano and dance in the moonlight. I just love the way the dress reacts to my movements. I am excited to explore all the different ways to style it in all of the different seasons.

 // dress-Free People // earrings-JewelMint // necklace-H&M // boots-Franco Sarto // sunglasses-asos //
// bag & bracelets-vintage //

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night."

-Edgar Allan Poe

Snowy Daydreams.

 This wonderful modern Cosby sweater was a holiday gift from my Mom. It is currently on sale here. I am such a fan of soft cozy things. It's the little comforts in life: pumpkin spice lattes, knit scarves, wool socks, woodsy scented candles. I can already feel spring sneaking up, and it makes me a little sad. For someone who lives in L.A.'s eternal sunshine I really like fall and winter. I love lots of layers and my cozy comforts. I keep telling Daniel we should move to NYC, because I want to live in actual seasons. I have a severely romantic idea of real winter, it includes lots of cuddling in bed, hot beverages, going out to shovel the morning snow and having an impromptu snow ball fight with a neighbor, huddling close together while walking down the street. Sometimes I feel like I have had enough sunshine for a lifetime. I have a theory that the lack of seasons keep us from feeling the turning of time. Thus LA is filled with a lot childish adults that never grow up. And while that definitely has a certain appeal I yearn for conversation with seasoned creatives not afraid to embrace their aging minds, hopefully while sipping on hot beverages in the candlelight and wearing amazing coats. Plus I can only imagine how amazing spring would be after being cold for a few months. It must be nothing short of magical.

// sweater-bb dakota // skirt & bag-vintage // sunnies-warby parker // boots-franco sarto //
// jewelry-vintage & india souvenirs //