Blush hues strike the happy medium between in-your-face fuchsia and subdued beige neutrals. I love how they can add a dose of pretty, feminine color to an otherwise neutral outfit, like that on the left. On the other hand, blush works as a nude when paired with a cheery shade like rich, buttery gold. I'm usually more partial to the first look (I've never met a leather jacket I didn't like), but those lace sleeves and that clutch have me switching teams faster than Santana from Glee.
I had quite a productive weekend, thanks to the rain and chills all too reminiscent of March. I caught up on reading, went to the gym (twice!), and even made time to go to
Violet Hour in Wicker Park. After Violet Hour, which had the most delicious drinks (I ordered a Juliet & Romeo, a lovely creation with Beefeater gin, cucumber, mint and rose water), we popped across the street for a completely different change of scenery at the Texas-themed
Big Star. You know those pockets of time when everything in the world seems wholly and utterly perfect? My friends briefly disappeared and, while I sat alone with a Lone Star beer in one hand and a pork belly taco in other, I looked around at all of the laughing twenty-somethings and red twinkle lights and thought, "Well, this is pretty stellar."
And so it was. How was your weekend?!
P.S. The grey pair of Bensimon sneakers won out (in last week's
post). Thank you so much—I loved hearing your advice!
[photo cred to 1 and 2]
