Obsessions: One Healthy, One Expensive

Current loves include skiing in my Chanel for Land's End parka and Bulgari/Van Cleef.

One love is burning cals and the other is burning a hole in my, already laughable, savings account. I've entertained both this week and purchased my first Bulgari piece and booked a ski trip to Wyndham for Saturday. I can justify jewels just as much as trips because, while Wyndham will be super fun for a few hours, my new Tuboga will give me years of delight and joy. Ideally, I'd be consistently vacationing whilst staring at my jewels in joy, but c'est la vie, I digress, etc.

My next acquisition, that I can neither afford nor deserve, will be a Van Cleef & Arpels Alhambra bracelet in malachite or lapis. See below, duh.

This is my future wrist, like, just digging into my Birkin

I feel like this isn't a gluttonous treat because I'm Irish and it looks like shamrocks. So, it's really, like, a tribute to my ancestors and is actually really sweet and not selfish at all. Obviously.

Le Weekend

Going upstate to ski. Will, basically, look exactly like this

And be wearing all this

Sike. Pray for me and my pathetic Land's End parka.

GG & NE sittin' in a tree

So. This Happened.

and I forgot to tell y'all.

Check out this gem

On another note...with all the gun talk lately, I just want to say one thing. If all you freaks and your mumbo jumbo make me feel like I need to start packing heat, mine will be Chanel.

Good day.

GO(L)D is good.

I'm not so much having a yellow gold moment, as a yellow gold life. 

Also, doing a lot of thinking about yellow gold wedding jewelry. 

I live for yellow gold and the moments (every 6 months or so, like clockwork) is becomes en vogue to wear again, I fluctuate between horror (my secret it out!) and happiness to be a current tribe member. Not unlike my daily emotional roller coaster, in any case. 

It is no coincidence that the bulk of jewels left for me, upon the early demise of my chic grandmothers, are yellow gold. Why isn't yellow gold, nowadays, considered a 'forever metal?' 

 I'm not trying to dissuade anybody of their choice of marriage metal (yours truly is the very proud owner of white gold wedding jewelry), but I do wonder if my choice was my own...or an era based decision?

Why is the choice to have a yellow gold engagement ring now considered edgy or unique, when it is the most classic choice of all? Cleopatra wasn't exactly wearing white gold, ya heard?

Bangles are the New Everything

I'm the first to admit that bangles are a tough sell. Jemma Wynne has perfected the bangle (oval shape, comfortable, flexible fit, doesn't jangle like an asshole while I'm typing) Basically, anyway you can 'fix' a bangle woe, they've done it, and done it well. The JW love doesn't lie.

 Rings are personal, earrings are typical, necklaces fall in both categories. Bangle bracelets, my favorite bijoux category are often lost in the shuffle. The last piece to be gifted, the first edited out of a stylist's shoot. resigned to the 'fun'  or 'costume' (barf) genre.

The bangle. The Susan Lucci of fine jewelry.

So, you see, no human was happier than I when the bangle received so much love at the GGs on Sunday. I'm calling this trend for 2013 now and I'm standing behind it. Get acquainted with a few of my favorite stackers from the Globe's Red Carpet and get used to seeing a lot more babes in bangles.

Happy Stacking 

image via jemma wynne

Best Dressed at the Pony Show

I know the Critic's Choice Awards were last week, but nobody cares. 

Awards Season, yes I capitalized it, kicked off last night with the Golden Globes. Historically, it isn't exactly a critically acclaimed event, but I love seeing the movie stars and TV peeps co-mingle in a hilarious melting pot of Couture and Topshop. Seeing a producer from The Amazing Race standing next to Naomi Watts makes me feel good about myself. Sue me. It is generally quite obvious who is on a television show and who is a movie star, and I love that the Golden Globes are one of our only opportunities to see them side by side.  That being said, my choice for Best Dressed will surprise you. But, whatever, the channel is Masterpiece Theatre.  This bitch isn't exactly on Bravo.

Michelle Dockery

effortless. perfect. British.

Here are some of my favorite looks from Michelle, starting with last night. Obviously, I must note her jewelry choices were exquisite and I'm going to give her best bling, too. This may be by default, simply based on the lack of amazing, unique jewelry on the red carpet. PER USUAL.

 Golden Globes 2013 in Alexandre Vauthier

reppin' the Frenchies

Killing it with the 'I always look over my shoulder like this' pose.

 Thanks for the pics, Perez. 

BANGLES are what's up jemmawynne.com y'all 

Lady Mary's wedding look makes me want to burn my wedding photos. C'est la vie.

Another huge bling piece, on the fashion finger.

 In Louis Vuitton at the Emmy's last year.

 Girl, I don't even care about those wrinkles, but someone should be fired as hell. Letting your ass walk the red carpet like a hot mess who never heard of a damn steamer. damn.

Ralph Lauren at a PBS event. Just exuding general babe-ery.

Just being a babe somewhere else.

The End. 

Sweatshirts are Everything

Currently, like now and maybe for 5 more minutes, sweatshirts are killing it for me. I've always had an affinity  for collecting oversize cottons pullovers (les pulls) from major Uni towns and, now, I just hoard them from everywhere. Like, Princeton, NJ, everywhere.

They range from one half of one dollar to hundreds of dollars (er, euros)

God damn you, Kenzo.

Also, scooped a L'universitie sweatshirt from Sorbonne whilst en vacances a Paris. Hoping someone will ask me about my time at Sorbonne, so I can look at them stupidly. Much like the time I was asked which train to take back to Cambridge, while waiting at a train station at Boston University. I may have been misleading this youth with my rockage of the Harvard sweatshirt.

 I have no clue how to get to Cambridge, but do you like mon pull?

I'm Back. Rejoice, y'all.

Funnily enough, the last post I made was rubbing it in yo faces about how I was going to Paris. 10 months later, my ass is back to NYC, 10 lbs heavier, with a blood stream consisting mainly of vin rouge and onion soup broth.

 Worth it.

 So, you see, I definitely had a better vacation than you did, though I am much fatter.

On to the resolutions!

-I will update this godamned blog more often

-I will not be a self deprecating weirdo, in a lame attempt to ward off the haters

-never use the word 'hater' ever again

-Just, generally, be better than last year.

Seems easy enough, right? Onward and upward, people.

2013.