Platform loafers and fuzzy house shoes sitting in a tree

K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

First comes love, then comes marriage,

Then comes the flatform in the baby carriage!

(thanks for letting me borrow your feet, boo)

Tommy Ton for Style.com

Esther Quek is my sartorial idol. Seeing her, perfectly dressed and coiffed, popping up in pictures on the internet is one of the only highlights for me during fashion week(s).  I need y’all to get into EVERY LAST THING she is serving up on a technicolor platter. The menswear! The layering! The color palettes! The hair! It’s everything I wish I had time/clothing provisions/weather conditions for.

The composition of the first photo is killing me ever so softly. I can almost hear the intro to ‘Suit & Tie’ playing in the background.

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The Coveteur finally did a raid of June Ambrose’s closet.  I haven’t been this excited to take a look into her life since she was featured in Suede Magazine.  A decade ago.

I’m still hoping for the day that Suede makes a triumphant return to newsstands.  It can still happen, right?  Just like the Jodeci reunion and Detox album.  They’ll happen.  They will ALL happen.

(excuse me while I cry tears of denial)

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It’s been reported that L.A. right now feels more like Chicago.   Dudeguy and the boy are down with the flu.  My birthday is Friday and I want this hat.

Dieppa Restrepo loafers and Isabel Marant boots via La Garçonne

All of these are pretty.  Very, very pretty.  With my current station, I’ll have to make do with photoshopping them onto my feet, but that’s better than facing reality.

Fiscal responsibility.  It’s what grown-ups do.

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(being grown-up sucks)