PRADA AND I: a love story

Black friday is just a little too, I don't know, black. And by black, I mean early in the A.M. So I decide to do my Christmas shopping - at anytime - online for the boyfriend and my (nearly) four year old son.  
I commit a spoiler alert by shopping on the same site my BF was previously shopping on, adding his X-mas gift to his shopping cart and magically signing out of his account during the process. Taking one for the team, the poor guy logged back in knowing all along he was committing Christmas-suicide.
Let's just say someone will be starting off the new year without a striking Danny Mcbride DVD collection.
Defeated, I saw this shirt and LOL'd myself in that same way you mean it in a text - where you don't really laugh, but you use it to somehow make everything more comforting in context and relevant in that, "I'm just sayin kinda way".
It did, afterall, make sense: 1. It has a whale (my son repetitiously watches ocean, shark and whale documentaries on Netflix and tells me he wants to swim with sharks) 2. Some randomly dwindled-down "hipster" statement - because my boyfriend is the utmost authority when it comes to all things "hipster".

When I check the mail and my W has arrived - through the tribulations of the U.S. postal service, never without battle scars - it's a good day.
I am really obsessed with the December issue and have been carrying it around with me like a comfort blanket.
I haven't been a "true" blonde in quite some time but I think this cover is starting to rub off on me. I'm feeling a little platinum-itch coming on for the new year.
Great beauty notes, raunchy editorials, and some of the best advertisements I've seen in a while. I sure hope January's cover features a blonde and is just as awesome inside and out (otherwise my stylist will be having a great new year).

Blue Bottle Coffee with a ganache cake composition inspired by Piet Mondrian. Oh, MoMa, you shouldn't have :)

Posh, wearing an uber cute dress from her Spring 2012 line, and baby Harper on a rather glamorous looking stroll in New York. How she can have four kids, stay thin and walk in those "Daffodil" Louboutin's at the same time, I don't know.
But the woman can dress and I am optimistic about her Spring collection with all the complimentary/tonal color-blocking going on. And more importantly, what I really love about her clothes is that they look like something Posh would really wear (and she does).
Because she's Posh, it doesn't seem like she would be interested in creating a ready-to-wear line that is tangible for the every day women but she actually managed to create clothes for those of us who bashfully follow her example and want clothes that are flattering; making us feel sexy, stylish and all at once - not so darn "prissy".

What a cute couple.

Today in Art Class

Pacifica. Peter Stackpole, 1938. 

It reminds me of something right out of King Kong – the mood this temporary Goddess emanates. Created in the thirties by Peter Stackpole for the 1939-1940 Golden Gate International Exposition on Treasure Island, the statue - a temporary plaster and steel installment for the Exposition only - stood eighty feet tall and was drenched in white with a hundred foot curtain of star-shaped bangles behind her.