Let me ask you this. Does your husband or significant other have a mental inventory of every piece of clothing you have in your closet? Mine does. It annoys. And I have many a pair of pants to keep track of. You'd think I would be able to slip one scarf past this man. But no, he can't be fooled.
Fall fashion. I adore it. The boots, the coats, the scarfs, the cozy cashmere sweaters. Most of the time it comes up from Chicago via Rosie's store. But there has been one clothing line I have had my eye on for quite some time, and their fall line was too good to pass up. Have a look at Emerson Fry. I have never owned a piece of animal printed clothing in my life. I don't have an issue with it, as long as it is used in moderation. The first piece that caught my eye was this zebra printed top from their summer line, but I never bought it.
The second piece was this amazing leopard print coat. It is definitely a statement piece. And a statement piece is never going to get past the old ball and chain. NEVER. So I thought it would be better to just tell him before he noticed.
The second thing I ordered were these amazing booties. I hate that word by the way. It sounds so juvenile. Let's call them boots from here on out. I have had them in my closet for a few weeks since they arrived in the post. After giving Rowan and James a look at my coat, James says "and how much did the black boots cost you?" How does he know this stuff? I presumed he had found the shoes in my closet, and I was busted. Turns out James was just joking; he had no clue about the boots. So I just outed myself when I started to murmur that they weren't that expensive. It works out for the best this way...now that he knows, I can wear them outside rather than just staring at them longingly in the closet.
TEN DAYS IN NEW YORK CITY
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