My Blue and Gold Sunshine Day

Yesterday was a perfect day and my brother's last in Berlin. Although I was sad walking home after saying goodbye this morning, I am happy that we ended on such a high note — we road bikes, ate delicious food, listened to live music, played more cards, laughed and soaked in the sunniest day this city has seen in quite some time. 

I tried my hand at the blue and gold trend with a vintage polka-dot cropped blazer paired with my new silk Topshop top and the necklace I bought at the Mauerpark Flea last weekend. Certainly a more subdued version then some of the ladies I blogged about, but without their inspiration I might just have just thrown on a white tee underneath. Boring.

Hello Spring, Hello Sandals

This is certainly not the time for me to be shoe shopping, quite the opposite in fact, as I am trying to somehow get as much of my shoe collection across the Atlantic Ocean in a matter of weeks. But now that spring has finally sprung and bare leg weather is almost in reach, I just can't help but dream of a pair of colorful chunky heeled sandals to run (or maybe hobble) around on in the sunshine. What shoes do you want for spring? 

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Kurt Geiger

Casadei

Kurt Geiger

Song on Repeat: "Someone Like You"

Alright, I have to stop listening to this song over and over again. I mean it is beautiful and all but this is getting seriously depressing...

Berlin Weekend Roundup: Ping Pong, Cards and Karaoke

This was the first proper weekend I have had in Berlin in quite some time, and the first my brother has had since two summers ago, and it was a proper Berlin weekend indeed. The sun was shining (I have gone back to wearing cut-off jean shorts pretty much every day, with tights yes, but still, shorts), the skies were so blue (see!), everyone was out and despite the still chilly crispness in the air, we did all those outdoor things (biking and ping pong!) that make me love this city. Sadly, I also had the realization that I better get out of here quick before it actually heats up (and I can take off the tights) and the warm weather Berlin attitude kicks in and I start regretting my decision to leave — I really do love this city in the summer...almost as much as I love New York.   

The photos above were taken yesterday at and on the bike ride to the Mauerpark flea market — where it seems everyone else in the city went as well — to peruse the goods and take in some serious outdoor karaoke. Do you see how many people are sitting and watching in that pic up there? Yeah that is for karaoke, pretty insane. So all in all a fun weekend with my bro, but one that had a bittersweet undertone as the number of weekends left in this city widdles down to just a few. 

It all went something like this: greek chicken for three, juice for one, wine for one, dinner party for four, weird, Joaquin Pheonix documentary (warning: do not watch this!), doubles ping pong at Görlitzer Park, yummy street food, German card game and hot chocolate then dinner at Edleweiss, Hearts at a bar across the way, late night ride home, sleeping in again, long ride to Prenzlauer Berg, coffee and ice cream, flea market, ring, necklace and tote bag purchase, karaoke amphitheater, short story tears, Vietnamese food, Portlandia.

Random Sunday

NEW YORK CITY—A Picasso retrospective at the Museum of Modern Art, 1957.

For Japan With Love

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Song on Repeat: "Young Blood"

One of my fondest memories ever (seen here and here) was driving over the Golden Gate bridge toward Marin County on an achingly beautiful late spring day with my brother Michael (who arrives in Berlin in an hour and a half. Yay!) and my friends Sunny and Zack in a mini-cooper convertible with the top down blasting MGMT "Kids."

This song by the New Zealand band The Naked and the Famous is that type of summer-anthem-create-some-memories-drive-with-the-top-down-jump-in-the-pool kind of tune and I have been playing it all day dancing around my house and hoping it will make the sun come out for my bro.

Spiderman Polaroid

I am back in Berlin after another stint (albeit an unusually extended one) in the UK. Maybe it is my recent travels and my newly acquired taste for baths and tea that are drawing me to the British boys...one in particular. Or maybe, my love for him blossomed prior to all these travels, and it's just because of the fact that Andrew Garfield is so dreamy.

I have mentioned that I have a bit of a crush on him before, but as I was reacquainting myself with the blogoshere this afternoon, I discovered via Foxtail and Fern, that like my girl Kirsten Dunst, Mr. Garfield has also done an awesome polaroid shoot for Band of Outsiders. I knew a boy who wore saddle oxfords and fingerless gloves once, but Spidey here just does it so much better...

I know these are not new, but they are to me, and maybe to you. What do you think of my man?
                                                                                              

    

   

Random Sunday

LIVERPOOL, England—At the Blue Angel Beat club, 1964.

The Blue and the Gold

My swim team colors growing up were blue and gold (see there I am in my speedo) and aren't they the California colors as well? Why yes they are. Pairing the two bold primary colors has always seemed appropriate when it came to flags and athletic teams, but not much else. Right?

Until now that is — this season I have been seeing the traditionally sporty and patriotic pair popping up all over the streets and the runways. Despite my initial ingrained hesitation, I am actually pretty into it. And if the color block combo is too bold for some, the mustard yellows and cobalt blues on their own are doing it for me as well. How do you feel about the blue and the gold? 

Sonia Rykiel and Chloe via WWD

My dream shoes at Dries Van Noten 

by Facehunter

via That Kind of Woman

above and below by The Sartorialist

Tea/Bath Time

So far in 2011 I have spent a lot of time of time in the UK, whether London, Leeds, Glasgow or this past weekend in Edinburgh (such a beautiful city, I will have a roundup at some point, but I forgot my usb in Berlin). And although I am sure I will always remain a cup of coffee and a shower to wake me up American girl, I have definitely been getting into the British way of life and enjoying a nice hot bath and tea time. 

I mean, back in the States I would occasionally indulge in a bath if I was living in a house with a clean enough tub and drink tea when I was sick or feeling very mellow. But since I have been here it has been an everyday occurrence, and I feel oh so much more refined for it, although maybe just a little bit dirtier. 

I am sipping on my afternoon cup as I write this now and have even been occasionally forgoing my morning coffee for some Earl Grey. What am I becoming? My brother has been living in the UK for over 10 years now and I love how he describes the different stages of his relationship with tea from newbie novice to full-blown addict. Certainly not such a bad vice. Are you a tea or coffee person? Baths or showers?

George Harrison photo via Slate and sorry I have used the Kate Moss photo before but it is so good I couldn't help myself.

Random Sunday

PARIS—Bardot at Bois de Boulogne, 1960.

What I Should Be Wearing...

As I am still holed up in Scotland hiding away from reality, the days have all sort of melded together in a haze of delicious home-cooked food à la my brother, excursions with nanny and niece, bits of writing and work, wine, comfy beds, long night sleeps, baths, tea and everlasting conversations. And if I could wear one outfit every one of these casual days (and maybe forever?), it would be exactly what Ms. Bosworth has on right there. How can anything look so effortlessly cool and perfect for not really doing anything?


Photo via Just Jared. 

In the Nude

One of my favorite lines so far this season, Rodarte, was all about the nude color scheme. My favorite fashionable editor, Joanna Hillman, wore this maxi at NYFW. Then with all those nude gowns on the red carpet this award season and my lack of finding this number at Topshop when I was in London, my desire to own one has just skyrocketed. I am liking the peter pan collars and the pleats, but that low-cut Opening Ceremony one is pretty amazing too, right? What about you, have you gotten into the nude?

Rodarte via RagPony

Opening Ceremony via Need Supply

Alexa Chung in TBA

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Late Afternoon

If I Went to the Oscars...

...and had a body like hers, I might have worn this Bottega Veneta Fall 2011 dress that just marched down the runway in Milan.

By the Sartorialist. 

The Best Fashion Week Accessory...

...is it the floppy hat or the little dog? It is low-maintenance vs. high-maintenance at its finest. Both so silly, but both so desirable. You decide because I just can't...

by thestreetfashionpro

by Facehunter

by streetfsn

by Facehunter

Or maybe it is an odd rendition of them both together?

Or wait wait wait! What about the furry shoe?

last three images via StreetFSN

And the Best Dressed Oscar Goes to...

Last night I stayed up late and watched the Academy Awards pre-show on my computer. I couldn't stream the actual Oscars for some reason, but the red carpet is what really matters right? Here are the dresses I fancied (I am in the UK now so you know), out of the somewhat sorry lot. 

Unlike last year there wasn't one particularly amazing standout (hello Zoe), but these did the trick. If you can pull-off a nude dress, it's magic. And someone certainly had to wear a dress from that amazing Elie Saab collection, I mean I wish it was one of the rose colored ones, but Mila's lavender works too. 

I also had to add Andrew Garfield into the mix, because after I watched Never Let Me Go and The Social Network on the plane to California, I may have fallen a little bit in love with him.

Random Sunday

SPAIN—In a still from Suddenly, Last Summer, Elizabeth Taylor ignores begging beachgoers, 1959.