Dressed Up In DIOR
March is synonymous with one place in time, Paris Fashion Week. And for the first time in five years, I'm enjoying watching Spring bloom from my bedroom window instead of from the gardens of Luxembourg. I dream nightly about the city that makes my heart feel at home. Walking the cobblestone path along the Seine. Aimlessly wondering, window shopping, cafe hopping and all amidst the hustle and bustle of getting from one show to the next. A rush I so deeply long for.
The Perfect Pump
To me, taking style seriously means dressing with intention. By now you know I have long believed in the classics over passing fads - so the pieces I select to wear and share, come from a place of purpose. Especially my footwear. I seek footwear that makes me feel both feminine and powerful...