Sneak a peek at this picture. What do you see? If you answered bunions, you failed. Yes, I have behemothic bunions compliments of my mother (thanks, Mama!) but this photo here is of my very first pair of Christian Louboutins. The husband gifted them to me for one of our anniversaries. Yes, he has mad great taste — particularly in women. Duh.
If you have a lust for Loubies, too, you can meet the man behind the infamous red soles — Christian Louboutin — on Monday, Feb. 6 from 4:30 to 7 p.m. at Saks Bal Harbour. Mr. Louboutin will sign full-price purchases made that day. RSVP by e-mailing email@example.com.
See you there — with my bad-ass bunions and all.
Photo by Vas Andy
Deal sites. Let’s discuss. I’m guilty of shopping from ‘em all — from Hautelook to Rue La La to My Habit. My proclivity for pinching pennies in the name of fashion is so bad, I have to hide boxes from the husband when the UPS dude rolls in around 4. Said UPS man loves me and thanks me for my spendthrift habits because it “keeps him employed.”
Armed with this I’m-keeping-the-U.S.-economy-afloat mentality, I especially adore shopping on Gilt. So when the fine folk at Gilt launched their Insider program with a chichi von fancy fete, I was a there like a Care Bare with its rainbow Stare. (Wow, that simile was so friggin’ bad it’s entirely too good to erase.)
Hosted by its very first inaugural Insider, Internet mogul and entrepreneur Loren Ridinger — the party took place at Loren’s over-the-top manse on South Beach. (Side note: Loren, want to adopt this Greek? I can cook. And juggle.) Colorful candy bars, free flowing bubbly and beats created fun feel. The evening kicked-off Loren’s personally curated slate of sales, including Cowshed Spa at The Soho Beach House, Casa Tua, Curve boutique and many more live here.
Go ahead, shop! Why? Your UPS man will surely thank you later.
They say great minds think alike, so when my gal pals Annette and Christy popped in to a baby shower wearing same-sies cobalt blue pants it was no shocker. In fact, the toothsome twosome killed the colored denim trend and voila — unwittingly became the crux of today’s snazzy post. Or perhaps their get-ups were a subliminal gender prediction for the celebrated baby? Anyhoo, Annette nailed color blocking with her fuchsia-colored lips, blue pants and green heels. Did I mention those jeans are from Tar-jey? Who knew Target had it in them? Amazeballs. Christy, on the other hand, rocked a side braid, metallic gold sweater and blue cigarette pants like no other. Bravo, ladies! I love you both more than my luggage.
Growing up in a Greek household, Easter was hands down my favorite holiday. My mother would painstakingly dye Easter eggs the Hellenic way — with food coloring, panty hose and fresh-cut flowers (I know, what a visual, but more on that in April) — and I would watch in eager anticipation as to what designs and colors would develop. We would color eggs in bold reds and light pinks — but it’s the pastel colors that have always piqued my interest. I’m totes obsessed with pastels. Especially in nail polish form.
So when I noticed that this spring trends point toward not only rocking colored jeans, but pastel-colored jeans, I was ecstatic. From soft lilacs to robin’s egg blues — the Easter Bunny is making an early appearance this year. And this makes my heart smile.
Tonight The Wordy Girl is hitting the town for a Gilt styling event at the Ridinger estate. Mama may drink a glass of bubbly. Or two. Watch out, world! Which begs the age-old question, “What should I wear!?” I think I’ll represent the MIA with local designer Lorie Lester in this flourescent floral frock. Part Laura Ashley on acid, part flirty — this look is all-things 100 percent Miami in the Winter.
Fendi heels — AKA my fave shoes of ALL TIME. Aren’t they FIYA?
Photos by Vas Andy