I am dying to set up a private appointment with Sissy Yates for a serious perusal of her gorgeous jewelry designs. Til then, I'd feel pretty darn confident with these as my sight unseen plunge. Fingers crossed that I can convince her to get her infamous sister, Ally Wentworth, to sign my copy of The Wasp Cookbook post purchase!
Do I really need a holiday excuse to add to the collection? I think not...
I know a certain Furman sophomore that will be quite happy to hear that the pink Wellies are back in stock. I know her favorite Aunt is thrilled...
Two days, that's all I want. Two days, The Atlantis, Babe and I, and sun up til sun down, world class water sliding, with periodic Nobu breaks. We'll be sooo exhausted at night we won't care that we are less than enthusiastic over the accommodations and that the only food I can tolerate there is the sushi...
The bff is in mourning over these Jules Reid pink trousers which she forgot to take under consideration prior to her insane commitment to a year of no purchases. Bryan, are ya listening? Gifts received don't count...
Stalking Ethan Drath of Sherman Pickey and his Lilly Pulitzer cuff links spied on Facebook. My Machiavellian plan involves tracking them down and presenting them to Babe under the guise of a Valentine's gift. Here's where I twirl the tip of my mustache between my thumb and forefinger while laughing diabolically...
Ahhh yes, the elusive Hermes beach towel. ♫Onnne daaay my prince will come...♪Kindness of moi for not making a single purchase while trapped in the beach house weathering the blizzard. Unfortunately, I am not fairing as well in the chocolate intake department...XXOO





























