My Mom Made This Cable Knit Sweater and I Love Her

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You may have noticed last week over at The Coveted or on Instagram that Jennine and I showed up for a date to take each others’ outfit photos wearing exactly the same outfit: a cable knit sweater with leather pants. We laughed in her hallway for about 10 minutes before we could do anything about photographs. Here I am in the photo Jennine captured with my idol Frida Kahlo.

My mother knitted this sweater. Can you imagine how much time and work that took? And every ring on my fingers was gifted to me: my engagement ring (obviously), the floral silver ring was my mom’s, the knotted one and stackables with it were a gift from Fiat Lux, and the blue topaz ring was my grandmother’s.

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I bought the Rick Owens boots when I was having a pretty serious life crisis which is my excuse for spending that much money on footwear. The t-shirt is my favorite V-neck from Marine Layer, the leather pants are from Madewell, and the bag is Foley and Corinna.


I had no idea what I was going to wear for this photo shoot fifteen minutes before I walked out the door. And then all that happened. Who can say what you wear has no meaning?

When an Old Man’s Nightshirt Is So You

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This “dress” might actually be a military-issue nightshirt of some sort, I’m thinking. I picture a mustachioed ship captain wearing it while examining large nautical maps underneath a swaying wax candle chandelier as he plots his course around the pirates. He is probably smoking a pipe. I didn’t have time to ask about that when I ducked into Reliquary to buy it a couple weeks ago because I had Frida in tow, and everyone knows it’s the worst idea to take toddlers clothes shopping. But I really wanted it and I didn’t know when I’d be back to Hayes Valley again and I would be super quick. I know. It’s just that I couldn’t get the washed-to-perfection (I bet in industrial washers) cotton out of my mind after first spying it a few months ago. And I had these black Freda Salvador boots from their sample sale earlier this year that I hadn’t worn yet.

In the dressing room Frida grabbed the curtain and one of the women working there said (very nicely) don’t pull on that honey its old and it could tear and I felt like she thought I wasn’t able to control my kid which I totally can’t while trying on clothing (and at other times) and I wanted to say she’s not really pulling on it she’s just kind of gathering the fabric in her arms but then I realized she was seconds away from yanking and why did I think any of this was a good idea so I kept my mouth shut and was pleased to see that the dress fit perfectly across my shoulders and the length worked.
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Strappy Burgundy Suede Pumps Worn Three Ways

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I don’t know if it’s the effect of changing trends or my changing tastes, but what I thought was an undying love of platform shoes is kind of dying. Maybe it’s the Sarah Jessica Parker effect, but I’m feeling like wearing more classic, pointed-toe pumps lately.

So when Glam.comm called asking if I wanted to buy some shoes and write about them for a collab with DSW, I figured this was my chance. I landed not one but two pairs of Joes Jeans strappy pumps, one in black and white and one in maroon suede. Here, I’ve styled the maroon version three ways: formal-ish, a daytime look, and a casual weekend look.

I don’t dress up all that much, but with party season approaching, I’m hoping for some opportunities to turn it up a notch. I bought the green dress above at a sale in San Francisco hosted by ModaVive, which sells gently-used fashion and donates money to charities. I love the color and the length. I’ve had the Kenneth Jay Lane necklace forever. The bracelet is a J Crew necklace.
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Blue Sky and Blue Jeans

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Photos by Jennine Jacob.

When I was little, I begged my mom to wear jeans every day starting in second grade. But she felt strongly a little girl should wear a dress to school. As soon as I was free to choose my own outfits, guess what I wore every single day? I had some NICE acid wash pair, high-rise pleated (anyone remember Zena jeans? Those were my fave.), I had classic Levi’s, and I even had some denim skirts I didn’t mind wearing.

Now in my 40s I wear jeans less often, partly because my style has changed, partly because I can’t really abide tight clothing anymore. But this pair of (tight) DL1961 (they’re the Florence style in Thornton), is different. The jeans make me feel secure rather than like I’m letting in all hang out in a way that should be saved for the club, which is a thing I never frequented and still do not. I did have a short-lived rave phase but no one wore jeans to raves.

The reason these are not only tolerable but my current favorites is because of the 4-way stretch. As I’ve mentioned, it sucks you in but still feels soft. You feel solid but not like you’re wearing a girdle. DL1961 uses a new fiber in their denim (along with cotton and Lycra) called Lenzing proModal, which is so absorbent that they’re testing it in diapers. For jeans, that extra absorbency means the dying, washing and treating process is cut in half, conserving water, dyes, energy and time.

I’m also wearing a top by Amourt Vert and booties from Kurt Geiger (they are surprisingly walkabale despite that treacherous-looking heel) and a clutch by Hayden Harnett. Also, the weather in Pacifica has been amazing. It was a perfect day at Pacifica Pier.
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My New Favorite Jeans: DL 1961 High Rise Ninas

On Balmy Alley in the DL1961s

On Balmy Alley in the DL1961s

Photo by Jennine Jacob

The thigh gap is my unicorn. The space betwixt my upper thighs remains stubbornly dark and gapless as a playback and will, I’m certain, remain so until the day I die. I accept this, even as discussion of the proverbial thigh gap reaches a fever pitch. The Beyonce gap flap made it household terminology—even my husband knows it now. (“Me: Do my thighs look huge in this photo? Husband: No, you have a thigh gap. Me: How do you even know what that is? Him: I read Huffington Post.” And for the record we were discussing the photo above, and I do not have a thigh gap. It’s the way I was standing.) My favorite line in Mary HK Choi’s Kindle Single Oh, Nevermind: “My mother is 63 years old, and her thigh gap is righteous.”
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How Style Bloggers Are Like Frida Kahlo

I just spent nearly an hour trying to orchestrate the perfect selfie, with right the light, framing, posing, etc. Partly it took so long because I have a horribly slow iPhone 4. Partly it’s because I’m obsessed with myself.


One thing my mother would say about this behavior: “Oh doesn’t she think she’s special?” “Oh for goodness sake,” is another. And I get that it all seems terribly vain. But there’s more than narcissism at work here—it’s also curiosity. What is my place in the world and how does my human form fit into it? I mean don’t we all wonder these things? Some people just wonder to themselves. Others wonder to the whole world.
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What To Pack in Your Carry-On for Fashion Week so You Won’t Have to Check a Bag

One of my goals in life is to never check a bag at the airport ever again. With a toddler in tow, this may be impossible. But on occasions like New York fashion week when I’m solo and confused about what to do with my hands (why is there not a small person yanking on my arm?), the carry-on is a work of art that I’m continually perfecting.
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So I Was Kind of a Badass in My Twenties

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So that’s totally not true, but you wouldn’t know it from this photo of me, would you? I’m wearing The Sweater, which I discussed earlier this week. It’s circa summer 1990, and I was living in a house called Big Pine at Cape Cod with nine other girls. We called it BPCCMA. We were not old enough to drink, but as you can see we managed to procure more than our share of Budweiser. We favored Baja hoodies and the striped pajama-like pants Debbie’s wearing (I wish I still had those!). As you can see I participated in the bad habit of smoking cigarettes. I had another bad habit of borrowing my friends’ clothes without asking, but most of the time they didn’t mind. The Sweater was Susan’s, who’s on the right. Debbie and I probably wore it more than her. It looked too cool with cutoffs and a tan on a breezy beach night.
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A Fast and Furious Denim Affair

I haven’t been buying clothes for myself all that much in the past two years. I’ve bought some of vintage, and a new item here and there, but compared to before Frida came into our home, I’m like an Amish person. I have my uniforms that I wear over and over again, and the funny thing is I don’t even mind. I’ve purged my closet several times, selling stuff at Crossroads Trading Company Threadflip, and Poshmark and sending them off to the Score! Pop-Up Swap. And it feels pretty good to have tamed my previously over-indulgent self.

That must be why I’ve barely taken off these Goldsign “The Stevie” jeans since I bought them recently at Rand and Statler in Hayes Valley. I mean it’s kind of a problem. They are all I want to wear, to a fault. You’ve already seen them here, and there I am above wearing them at the park with the little missy. I rather like my Canadian tuxedo look, but I can’t say the same for all of my recent ensembles involving these jeans.
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Getting Fired, Growing Older: Gifts That Keep on Giving

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When you write a blog post about how you got fired, then get tons of supportive and kind comments from friends, colleagues, former colleagues and family members, it will feel super cathartic. You’ll feel a bit euphoric for a while. You might even say to yourself: “Man! I’m psyched I got fired!” You might get some employment offers—you did not see that coming.

And then one day you’ll walk into a press-only area at a huge music festival in your city, whereupon a former colleague will exclaim: “How’d you get in?” Other members of the press will look askance (You’ll find out later she sincerely meant no malice. She can’t help it if getting canned has made you a crazy-sensitive person.).
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