You spin my head right round...

I feel like I blog about Olivia Palermo at least once a month. Is that healthy? Well, I guess if you have a crush, you have a crush-and there's no denying that I have quite THE girl crush on her. How could you not?! These are some pictures taken of her during Paris Fashion Week.

But now, onto the more important things...shopping.

 

I intend to buy these (items similar to these) in the very near future. I think I need them in my life this season. 

1.) Leopard coat. My love for leopard will never cease. Besides, I wanna channel Edie Sedgwick in a big way this fall/winter.

2.) Nude pump. I saw a pair that I died over at Nordies the other day. Might have to get it.

3.) Wildfox Couture shirts. They're so soft, but my God, they do break the bank. 

4.) Sideways Cross Necklace. Remember mine? Well, it died. Actually it's been dead for quite some time now due to me being lazy and wearing it to bed-I accidentally pulled on it during a bad dream. I haven't gotten around to fixing it. But I need to. I miss it.

5.) Burgandy lipstick. Must have.

6.) Leather shorts. Oh my, these have been on my list since the summer. But now, I can wear them with tights which is even better. 

7.) Black lacey bra. To wear underneath pretty much everything. Especially my sheer billowy tops.

8.) Combat/Military boots. I already have a pair in khaki, but you really can't go wrong with having a black pair. 

9.) Rose Gold bf watch. Again...has been on my lust list for awhile. Gotta have. 

10.) NARS blush in orgasm. It really is THE best blush in the world. And for $25, it sure as hell better be. 

11.) Camel satchel. I'm all about structure and chicness. And this brings the best of both worlds. 

12.) YSL ring. I think I'm getting this for Christmas from a certain special someone. He knows just what I like. ;)

xoxo

Never far gone...

(Pics courtesy of TFS)

Valentino/Elie Saab/Valentino

Just some of my fave looks from Paris Haute Couture Fashion Week. Of course, it features the lovely Olivia Palermo, because I'm obsessed. I'm so excited she attended. I died over the Valentino numbers, especially the first one. It sorta reminds me of the dress I've been lusting over at work. Granted it's a much smaller, more manageable dress than the one she's wearing, but there's just something about it. I cannot wait to get it and show it to all of you. Anyway, just a sweet little post before work. Hope you like :)

All the single ladies...

Just when I thought that song had escaped my mind...the catchiest song on the radio, came crawling back into my head, because not only did I have to listen to it about a dozen times in one day-I also had to perform to it. Yes, I did a show last Sunday, which required me to wear heart-emblazoned daisy dukes, bright tights, and motorcycle boots, dancing to Sasha Fierce's "If ya like it, then you shoulda put a ring on it!" All in all, it was fun. I mean, I'm not going to lie-I thought I wanted to die halfway through, because I was (still am) sick and the last thing I wanted to do was dance around in saggy bottom hot pants, and put on a show. Plus I sounded like Scarlett Johansson mixed with a back-alley cat screeching at that top it's lungs. Not to mention...my best friend called me that day to notify me that she had just gotten into a major car accident. She's ok-thank God! But her car burst into flames, and all that remains is her camera. Needless to say-it was super scary, and I immediately started bawling, because all I kept thinking about was how close she was! So that was my lovely weekend.

I'm still hocking (spelling?) up a storm. Lovely. And I always feel like I have a hairball stuck in my throat. Again, lovely. Not really, but I went to the Doctor yesterday. And I hate going to the doctor with a passion, because I usually get better on my own. I scheduled the appointment long before I even got this to begin with-but I figured I might as well tell her about it. She gave me some "knock out" medicine, and I love her for it. Sleep has definitely improved.


There is nothing that makes me happier than Fashion Weeks. I love New York's. I love LA's. But to attend Paris Fashion Week, would make my life. No seriously. Just to sit in the Chanel Couture tent, I would die a happy little bee. But I have to say though...I am so not diggin' this new look on my waif idol Keira Knightley. The "indie" bangs as I like to call 'em look good on Daisy Lowe and rocker chicks of the like, but not on Oscar nominated "serious" actor. It doesn't make her stand out. She looks like any other old skinny Brit, and it covers up her beautifully intense eyes. Ah, well...you can't blame the girl for trying.