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style spotter: winter night in paris
OH MON DIEU it’s almost here! Tomorrow night, I’ll be crossing the Atlantic to reunite with my favorite redhead in my favorite city. Ohhh #LTfrancais, you couldn’t get here fast enough. Naturally, I haven’t started packing (who does that in advance, anyway?), but I have spent a lot of this pre-holiday Wednesday at work perusing Polyvore for things I wish I could bring with me. Some of the top items on my list: a warm winter jacket that’s still cute enough to gain Parisian approval, flat shoes for all the cobblestone walking, and, most importantly, a bag large enough for…
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style spotter: travel skin
We love pretty much everything about traveling. Notice we said pretty much everything.
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style spotter: autumn weekend
Fresh off a weekend in our hometown in Bucks County, PA, here’s what I know: I really love autumn. I could be biased (read: definitely biased) because I’m an October baby, but I could be happy in this type of weather all year round. This weekend included delicious food, gorgeous weather, copious wine, and of course, all things pumpkin. I’ll leave the details for another post, and instead, share my weekend wardrobe.My autumn essentials? Riding boots, a good pair of skinny jeans, and an oversized sweater. Want to shop my autumn look? Visit my Polyvore profile— and hey, while you’re at…
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style spotter: english puddlejumping
My recent plan for London in November means that I’ve been consciously seeking out all things Union Jack, just to stare at and love. I’m wistfully envisioning a week full of English puddlejumping and afternoon teas and Sunday roasts. Very lucky for me, during my quick trip, I’ll be joining Mrs. O at her perfect little cottage in Henley-on-Thames, but I’m just not sure it’ll be enough. I’m daydreaming of rolling hills, wandering sheep, and pints galore. We’re talking peeping leaves and hopping puddles from Guernsey to Brighton and back again. Shop the look here! Who’s with me? xo! the…
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style spotter: empress sisi
Whilst in Vienna, we began to fancy ourselves as royalty. Empresses, to be exact. And we have one girl to thank: Empress Sisi. You see, after our quick city tour with Marieta on our strudel-making day, we vowed we would return to the Imperial Apartments of the Imperial Palace during our time in Vienna. The Palace was absolutely gorgeous from the outside, and the signage for the Sisi Museum had us intrigued. As soon as we entered the exhibit, our suspicions were confirmed: we are descendants of Empress Elisabeth of Austria. (Ok, so full disclosure: the wino spent most of…
