Dirty Hair, Don’t Care

In college I had the illustrious reputation of always (questionably) rocking a greasy top knot. When I wasn’t a walking poster for the benefits of dry shampoo, I was sporting a baseball cap. Most days I did not even possess the shameful excuse of being hung-over, I was just lazy. Thankfully, I’m older now, wiser (debatable), and have discovered the versatile silk scarf. Fold it in half, tie the two ends at your nape, throw on some sunnies, and instant chic! No one ever has to know your dirty secret. Perhaps these timeless ladies were camouflaging greasy locks? I suppose we’ll never know.
(top photo: Audrey Hepburn)

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How Not To: The Thank You Note

Growing up I was jealous of fellow friends and classmates who had light-up shoes, Baby-G watches, and fill-in-the-blank thank you cards. My mother did not allow any of these into our household. Real shoes did not contain lightbulbs, proper watches were not digital, and stationery was not to be purchased at Party City. Reminiscing, I am thankful she instilled values of pride, and well, a touch of snobbery, into her children.
(top photo: Stationary via Walton Street Stationary)

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