I remember walking into Holt Renfrew in Toronto and seeing the Valentino glossy peep-toe pumps for the first time. The pumps were elevated on a clear display stand and as soon as they came within my line of vision I was completely dumbfounded. I had one of those cheesy, surreal moments as everything went silent and it looked as though crepuscular rays shone on the pumps ever so brightly. All I could do was gasp. To be able to capture elegance and femininity in a shoe so exquisitely… I gained a new level of respect for Valentino that day. This Christmas, Santa was especially generous and brought me two pairs of these signature bow pumps. I must have been a really good girl last year.
shoes
electric blue
The weather was so beautiful while we were preparing for exams that I remember picturing myself by the pool as soon as exams were over. I pictured a bright bikini, a large hat, mohitos, and something festive playing in the background. Well I tried that today, with my Michael Kors straw tote in hand and everything else I described. Only as soon as I just about finished with my set up it started raining. Um, so now I’m inside…still hoping that my dream could materialize today.
stepping out
The weekend was so action filled that I couldn’t fit it in one post. I needed a break from the books so I rode my bike to the train, train to Berkeley, and then the bike to the sail boat. The weekend involved lots of pedaling…in my tiny shorts and on my gigantic bike.
it’s a wrap
I absolutely love winters in California. In terms of dressing for the weather, “being safe” when going to school or out to eat basically means bringing a cardigan or throwing a scarf over my top. It never ceases to amaze me how agreeable the weather is here every day. I don’t think I’ll ever fully get used to this luxury. I can’t let myself for fear of missing something.
swan princess
The premise behind today’s look is a combination of chance, circumstance, and planning. Initially I wanted the We Love Colors feature to be in two parts, with this being the second styling variation of the same dress. And this post still conforms to that plan, to an extent. Only when mama and I came back home and started selecting pictures for the post, we couldn’t help but see certain similarities between some of our shots and the “Swan Princess,” a painting by a Russian artist, Mikhail Vrubel (3rd picture).
