ah ha! something blue indeed.

reversible plaid to bouclé poncho-style jacket by meghan tops that now infamous hollister blouse, down below? vintage-y polka dot shorts by plenty and teal snake peep-toes by shoe dazzle. again, chilly where you are? just add tights. GOD, i can't wait to wear tights. it's 90 out right now tho. #grrr

hope your weekends rule, loveys. mine involves a visit from my college days, my partner in crime during my semester in london light years ago... heathy. this = #LOVE. in other news, i JUST sat, or should i say laid down to FINALLY have a go at my @marieclaire september issue while baby L slept and BAM! saw bangs i loved, ran upstairs to chop my own, then baby woke up with a roar. such is life. maybe i'll read that mag next september...

love,

sunlovey

p.s. cool clubfeet remixes for friday (get 'em all here):

Edge Of Extremes (Butcher Blades/ Arctic Paralysis Remix) by helloclubfeet

Clubfeet - Last Words (RAC Maury Mix) by helloclubfeet

and it's like that & that's the way it is...

by that i mean, only by playing dress up am i clad in such right now. nevertheless, dress up is fun! something old something new, ugh—nothing blue! maybe in the next post?

long cashmere cardigan - boston proper

blouse - yep, same one as last post, hollister

pant (oh so madmen in feel!) - H&M

shoe - sam edelman

and finally, i leave you with a little run dmc.

has always been a fave...

love,

sunlovey

i tweet about friends' friend crush en route to starbucks for a piping hot chai and BAM! come home to a link from RCRDLBL to download a friends' track. granted it's their cover of 'my boo' (ugh), but still, life is surreal.

anyway, seems friends' friend crush is a '10 track. late to the party i am, but hey!, it's a fun party. hear it/get it here.

in other news, yesterday when baby L slept for a full two hours at home (read: this was major) i played dress up for one of those hours, crafting up looks for a florida fall. toss on a pair of killer tights and said looks will translate elsewhere. i'll post a look at a time for the next several days.

above i'm wearing:

an old (read: last year) rugby.com cardigan

a new hollister blouse

new forever 21 shorts

old shoe dazzle shoes

love & miss you,

sunlovey

#LOVE is...

well, it's multifaceted. being thought of.

being understood stylistically.

being given this KILLER BAG... by your dad & brother!

India themed vinyl tote with fab fuchsia polka dot lining scored @ world market. oh the places it will go!

j'adore.

love,

sunlovey

she said to me, just a couple months before she left this world, "sarah, you are going to miss getting dressed." she was referring to how my life would change once L arrived. HOly! she, per usual, was so right.

there's the time factor–putting together fun looks is a luxury i've not been afforded in the last six weeks. there's a why bother factor–just this morning i've been peed on & spit up on, who wants to be wearing something cute for that?

and there's an access factor–baby L is in charge & when he wants to eat, he gets to eat, thus, most of my wardrobe doesn't work. i won't go into too much detail here on that, perhaps i will on we created a monster. spare my sunlovey readers too many gory details. ;-)

anyway... fall shopping has commenced, despite all odds & challenges.

i told her i would do my very utmost best to still "get dressed", that she would see.

love you, mom. so wish you could...

love,

sunlovey

photo: liam & i at lantana beach, me in an old forever 21 dress–no shoes, no accessories. he, in a plain white carter's onesie. #love

It was a blazing hot south Florida summer day. Baby L & I were restless. So off to Wellington mall we ventured. Now you must know, baby L was born in a labor & delivery suite overlooking this very mall so I'm quite sure it's already near and dear to his heart. Ooops! I've digressed. So yes, we arrived at the mall and began strolling about. Funny, that term takes on new meaning when you're pushing a stroller about as you do it! He had finally gone from five-alarm screaming to peaceful zzz-ing when these insane zebra peep-toes caught my eye from the window of a shoe store I'd never considered entering, until right then.

I was greeted by a kind older man, and me just being me, within seconds, couldn't help but ask, "Where are you from?" (Note: this very question led me to meeting The German, in a nightclub, 1000 years ago.) I utter it without fail every single time I encounter an accent. This gentleman hesitated, as most do from his region, then said "I'm Palestinian."

"Ah! I just love Middle Eastern food!," I rambled on. We spoke of my travels, our favorite dishes and so forth, as I tried on the shoes I'd seen in the window. Instant #love. Yet, as I quickly scanned their box and the entire boutique, I saw no price tags, "How much?"

"Everything in the store is $39. But for you, $25."

FABULOUS.

Moral of the story, chit chat and get to know the sales people at non-chain boutiques & stores, you learn cool things and just might snag a sick deal. Just you wait, I'm going to rock the hell out of these peep-toes.

love,

sunlovey