MERRY XXXMAS!

Dream Cat.

I submitted this Christmas photo of Maggie The Cat to a cats-on-film Tumblr called Dreamcats so that she could be The Christmas Cat for all those sad people who don't have a Christmas Cat to call their own.

The only medicine for a bad-news day is a double feature.

I listened to this song a bunch of times today.

Girl, drop it to the floor / I love the way your booty go:

P.S. Oh hey, you two.

One time, I went to an event at J. Crew and Jenna Lyons told Paul and me that she loved 'our look' and then her assistant emailed us and asked if we wouldn't mind sending some photos so that she might include us in a catalogue sometime and now my daily daydream involves rehearsing for when J. Crew rips off this ad campaign:

New Year's Eve Makeup!

Can't decide between matching jewel-toned eyeliner + mascara, or sequined lids (like these):





Via Into The Gloss.

In order to make a bunch of Confetti System-like piñatas and tassels for New Year's Eve, I ordered five 50-foot rolls of mylar and a pair of Martha Stewart fringe scissors:

I also ordered a case of gold party hats, so that everyone can look like this:

I'm really excited to hang these up at The Whistler, but I'm even more excited to take them down on January 1st and put them up in my house.

A style tip from Rihanna: THE SHIRT BELT.

Marni for H&M!

I skipped Versace, but I am absolutely, positively, 100% waiting in line for this one. Give me those shoes, those bracelets, and that polka dot suit RIGHT. NOW.