the 6 chicest things about march -

honestly, 

bit of a slow month here on the "chic" front.

so,

forgive, please.

some of this may seem . . . repetitive.

in "these economic times"

i have become obsessive,

and consistent.

1)

a new find,

the shoe label augustus

with a stunning assortment of roughed-up

reverse calf, hand dyed men's shoes

2)

the sudden advent of rick owens

as seen in fur on the backs of influential fashion editors

(along with a rather glowing, gushy review of his fall line on style.com,

acknowledging that the younger generation "gets" his vision,

his wearability, and his brilliance with cut

that works on all body shapes and lifestyles,

regardless of runway theatrics)

but really,

when carine roitfeld wears you

(how much do you LOVE the bandaid on the knee with the forty thousand dollar fur?)

you're IT.

3)

walking past a garage and spotting an older version of my car,

just back from being repainted.

the owner wanted to match the color from his VHS copy

of goldfinger,

which had faded down the original color to this:

yes.

navy leather interior.

shiver.  and sigh.

4)

another reason to love this city.

tim walked to register our cars,

and passed a lot where props from True Blood

were being unloaded.

including this!

5)

how much YOUNGER does tilda swinton look

vs. kate moss?

how COOL is that?

6)

you all scoffed when i predicted

men in leggings over on emascul8 last season.

you cringed when i mentioned the possibility of leather.

at the tuileries,

yesterday:

hawt.

what do you wake up next to?

they say what you find on a person's bedside table

will tell you about their comforts

and their fears.

what they need near them

and what they most desire.

i keep a few things,

and some find their way to my side of the bed.

this week:

a pair of tim's cufflinks,

that seemed sweetly appropriate for our topsy turvy love.

the carved ivory chinese zodiac ball

my mother and sister got me one christmas.

the whole world,

karma and love and retribution and balance,

in one palm sized ball.

and the essential totem of tim and grr.

how about you?

living in neutral -

someone recently told me

that i lived my life in neutrals.

i vehemently

disagree.

sorta.

after all,

i believe in very very very colorful . . .

accessories?

intentionally cruel post intended to make you jealous -

just had to thank my husband,

timothy michael thaddeus francis johnson,

for:

bringing me violet roses on a tuesday,

literally because they reminded him of a lanvin piece i had shown him online.

he said

"look, honey, lanvin roses!"

and for:

the heirloom tomato salad with not one,

but two kinds of bleu cheese

(point reyes and stilton)

and fresh basil.

because i said i wanted bleu cheese.

and for this:

now that's a killer smile.

never try and come between a pit bull and her mommy -

another puppy tale,

without words: