Hello Friends! Hope everyone's week is going swimmingly...I've been trying to put together a post all weekend but after the unspeakable disaster in Japan and then a tragic, tragic accident that hit much closer to home I had such a heavy heart that it seemed momentarily silly to chat about the goofy things that are usually filling up my brain...so I gave up and dove into Patti Smith's Just Kids
which is one the absolute best books I have read in a long, long time (thanks to all for the recommendations)...even if you are not a fan of her music or Robert Mapplethorpe's work it's impossible to not get swept up in her coming of age tale in NYC...I always knew she was a bad ass but didn't expect her to be so real, unpretentious, and eloquent...
and for all her too school for school sartorial persona, I came to realize that Ms Smith is a closet fashionista - I love this passage about packing to visit Rimbaud's birthplace in France:
"Robert took me shopping for a proper hat, and we chose one of soft brown felt with a grosgrain ribbon. Sam sent me to an optometrist where I was fitted for National-Health style spectacles, in honor of John Lennon. Sam had given me enough money for two pairs, considering my penchant for leaving things behind, but instead I chose a impractical pair of Italian sunglasses that only Ava Gardner could pull off. They were white cat's eyes, nestled in a gray tweed case stamped Milan.
On the Bowery I found an unconstructed raincoat of Kelly Green rubberized silk, a Dior blouse of gray houndstooth linen, brown trousers, and an oatmeal cardigan: and entire wardrobe for thirty dollars..."
Somehow I feel certain that Heidi Merrick's new collection would appeal to both Patti's beatnik side and Victorian sensibilities, no?
Happy Tuesday - the sun is shining here, the snow is melting (might be gone at the end of the week!!) and we all have much to be grateful for!!
xoxo, M













































