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

this is L.

he & i are going to rock this:

brave new world, no?

love,

sunlovey

going home shoes...

that's what he called them.

these jeweled and studded bad asses arrived via mail the other day. he saw me lusting them a few weeks prior & ordered them covertly. soon, soon, i'll be in heels like this again.

in the mean time i just look at them with major fondness.

love,

sunlovey

i'm so sorry i've been MIA. i've been lost in concern for my ailing mom. staring and taking solace in sunsets and gardens. oh & eating calming little cake pops... (for baby L, i tell myself).

sunlovey forever WILL return.

i promise.

love,

sunlovey

cardigan: boston proper

lace tank: victoria's secret

bird skirt: forever 21

love,

sunlovey

aspects of life ARE beautiful

and we must LIVE for each little instance.like whimsical fairy tale blooms & shrooms
providing a moment's delight to a fretting soul.

or an unexpectedly stellar sunset
that brought my little bro and i to a standstill

my copper patina butterfly & ceramic pedestal
stopped me for a moment yesterday

my view each morning waking up in polk
so grateful for friends that let us stay here

a perfect gardenia bloom outside my house
so wish it was scratch & sniff.
love,
sunlovey

don't you dare blink.
i'm wearing a maxi dress.
what on earth has been my issue
with the long, flowy, statement style, summer after summer?
snagged this one at marshalls last week for a maternity blog post i was working on. & when i slipped it on, i felt sooooo stylishly at ease.
i'm dumb sometimes.
i do ask that you wear YOUR maxi dresses with long necklaces AND wedges. even though they oft feel lounge-y, they deserve a little aplomb.


love,
sunlovey

remember this amazing track from the horrors? still life.

here's the vid. trippy dreamy #LOVE x2 (bloody blogger). watch it twice?:

stream their entire new album, SKYING, here:

love,

sunlovey

#love

#love

#love

as i indulge in a piece of carrot cake

& an entire liter of perrier citron

i ponder the fact that i

covet & lust & need & want.

bad bad bad, but soooo good.

these things have struck my fancy in super recent days.

do they slay you? click on the #love below each for more info.

love,

sunlovey

quiet flight
i don't feel like rambling on at the moment. so i thought i'd share my look & a link. listen to washed out's within and without in its entirety on NPR's website.
top: boston proper
tank underneath: american apparel
jeans: old navy maternity
shoes: zara
shades & bracelets: forever 21
love,
sunlovey




LISTEN TO: WASHED OUT: WITHIN & WITHOUT HERE

WAIT WHAT?!
a sunlovey solution?
we'll see. until now, my long necklaces have been strewn about, hanging from this corner and that. it occurred to me the last time i spent the better portion of my already very short amount of time allotted for getting ready in the morning untangling necklaces. i was @#$%ing up a storm and like 20 minutes late for work, that i must do SOMETHING. yep, ridiculous. so i got creative pronto. & wandered about target until i saw this coat rack, painted it silver, sprinkled embossing powder on it and heated it up with an embosser to give it a bit of texture and voila. instant space for 15+ long necklaces. it's the + that scares me a bit, my guess is, having stacked two or three on each hook, i'll still end up wrestling them apart from time to time, but it will be nowhere near as miserable & profanity inspiring as it was. we make do when it comes to our fashion hoarding, don't we?
happy friday!
love,
sunlovey

hey you guys!
yeah, that popped into my head yesterday, electric company style, and well. speaking of electric. so is my bad ass new acquisition from desigual. when it comes right down to it, brilliant stuff hails from spain.
for example, delorean!

Delorean - Subiza by Wimbot

fave fave fave album of last summer, so good it deserves all the play in the world this summer, was blessed in vast ways to catch them twice in chicago last july. oh, back to spain, the OJ. so sorry, florida. but spain kills you in orange juice. the two times i've passed through madrid i've guzzled it as if it were my last day on earth. go to spain, drink their OJ. and obviously there's tapas. who doesn't fiend for tapas? thank you spain. and what about my own wedding dress—by pronovias of barcelona. well, i've obviously gone off on a tangent, the whole point in me even mentioning spain was because of the tunic i wore today, as mentioned, by desigual. it's love. such love. perhaps abrasive/over the top to some (count the german in this group, he said nothing, he knows better right now, but his eyes kind of popped out this a.m. when he saw me in it), but the prints slay me, as most desigual prints do. wardrobe in need of a surge—tap them.
i paired it to denim shorts, my sun luk wedges and a trio of interesting necklaces.
one from kathmandu, another from jewel mint and the last from @kris_1.
anyway, tomorrow's friday. revel in that.
love,
sunlovey

i should be severely punished.

admittedly, should i dare purchase ONE MORE PAIR OF WEDGES this season.
seriously, loveys. name the punishment. (not joking)
then, hold me to it.
I NEED HELP.
scored these mantra wedges by carlos santana on hautelook this a.m.
they are utterly fantastic though, aren't they?
and for $39.
seriously.
punish me.

love,
sunlovey

oh, p.s.
listen to this:

but another anthemic, sparkling, gorgeous, emotional, #chillwave track from ernest greene also known as WASHED OUT. god, i love that kid. washed out's amor fati via pitchfork.
hint: this is a downloadable mp3 if you dig it.
love,
sunlovey

can't.
stop.
playing.
with.
patterns.

and like, why should i? these things seem to magically jump out of my closet and onto my body without hesitation as of late. and i'm running with it. all the way through summer and hell, right on into fall. fact is prints are charming the pants off of me, or onto me in this case, yes? piles of them! & i see no need to stop at just one. send me your photos of splashy, fun pattern mixes won't you?
send here--> sunloveyforever@gmail.com
love, sunlovey