Thisclose

Plenty's Ruched Marigold Coat:
Gorgeous color, retro cut, AND 30% off? Tracy Reese always does PLENTY right.

Saw it, loved it, bought it online yesterday. Email receipt confirmed. Did a little jig.

Then got email this am saying it was sold out in XS and my order was unceremoniously cancelled.

Will have to be that annoying girl calling around stores, I guess.

On the upside, ironically, got my 15% birthday discount in the mail, today, too.

Maybe this is a sign. Tracy Reese, I know you made this jacket for me.

That Dweam. Wivin a Dream.

Mawwiage. Mawwiage Is What Bwings Us Togeva Today. Mawwiage, that Bwessed Event. That Dweam! Wivin a Dweam!--priest from "Princess Bride"

A few weeks ago, my hilarious, artsy, amazingly talented friend Kat married her handsome Prince Charming on a quiet hillside above Laguna Beach.

We sat on handsewn picnic blankets and Chinese sweatshop-produced personalized pillows (by that, I mean me and Kat's other Asian friends) along the bridal path. She glided down with a joyous smile, looking radiant, never tearing her eyes from her beloved.

Even my mediocre iPhone camera captures her how stunning and happy she looked on that lovely afternoon. Please excuse the wedding photographer's right buttock, which did NOT look stunning. Or happy.

We had a wonderful time. Laughs, taco-truck tacos (muy delicioso! and worth the wait), and Smilebooth photos were had in excess.

My favorite line by the MC:"Kat's Asian, Dennis is Black, so of course, we're having Mexican food for the reception."

Oh, Dude. That Smilebooth--so fun! Chris and I might have to have a permanent one in our backyard somewhere.

The girls (Rita, Kimi, Kat, me and a stowaway):

and me and my man:
Take I--a bit askew

 Take II--still off

 Take III--finally getting it.

OOTD:
UO sweater
F21 dress
JCrew necklace
Cowboy hat, monocle, mustache and Thurston Howell III sold separately
Hugs to Kat and Dennis! Joyous occasions like this are few and far between. You know. Taco trucks are a rarity.

Chris and I are so lucky to have my mom here this weekend. You know what that means...catching up on Project Runway (we are losing our PR contest so far), maybe an Anthro run, and sleeping in. In other words, HEAVEN.
Hope everyone has a lovely weekend with those nearest and dearest to you.

Three Guesses

 

...why I haven't been blogging, and the first 2 don't count. Well, friends, Avery has been on the move. She's 8.5 months and has been cruising/crawling for over a month. I barely have time to check my email and write creepy letters to Clooney anymore, much less blog. 

     So we are still very much alive, but just fully enjoying this magical time. Thanks for all your concerned emails. Or just the one.

 

We went to an amazing 1st birthday party the other day, at a grassy lawn overlooking the glistening Pacific Ocean.
Somehow, Avery and I got enveloped by this mysterious parachute, which was euphemistic for the general sense of lighthearted goodwill and colorful bonhomie. Or the paralyzing debt and despair our country has slowly but dramatically crumpled under. Either one.

It was a family affair. Chris' elbows are really this massive in real life. He's been in several medical journals. True story.

Avery searching for fleas. Thankfully, only a few were found.

Outfit of the other day:
Anthro top '10
Anthro Pilcro cords
Anthro belt, circa '09, which I still see around in stores

Btw, I love this belt. I bought it full price (about 50 bucks or so), and have never seen it go on sale, although I still see variations of it. Sequined main body, with a braided design, and brown leather buckle. Goes with everything and seems to add just enough sparkle without being Imelda-Marcos-obnoxious.
Or being just obnoxious enough.
And isn't that the goal? Being juuuuust obnoxious enough.