I recently discovered the work of Piet Oudolf –– the Dutch landscape gardener known for “gardens that look wild but are not wild.” The High Line in New York is his most acclaimed design. I watched the trailer for Five Seasons –– a documentary about the life and work of Oudolf –– and now all I want is to see the film, and walk through one of his many romantic gardens. Even his drawings are so beautiful. “Beauty is in so many things you wouldn’t think of…. I think it is the journey in your life to find out what real beauty is, of course, but also to discover beauty in things that are on the first sight not beautiful.”
Posts from May 2018
better in blue jeans
May 4, 2018
I can’t remember the last time I didn’t wear jeans –– it’s been months. I’m lucky that my lifestyle allows me to. These days, even the dressiest shindig is littered with denim. Fabulous blouse, killer shoes, and you’re good for a gala. My grandmother (no denim after sundown) would be appalled at the thought. But I like the high low. Of course, nothing’s better than a cotton t-shirt and two barefeet. That’s how jeans were born to be worn.
may showers
May 4, 2018
I got poured on today. It was warm outside, so I didn’t mind at all. But a decent brolly would be good to own. It would save me coming home and putting myself in the dryer. You’d think as a born and bred Londoner, I’d own a million of them. But I don’t. This one is right up my alley. Doesn’t she look like she’s making rain fun?
hatter
May 3, 2018
if the slipper fits
May 1, 2018
A modern twist on the classic Venetian gondolier’s slipper, is how Le Monde Beryl describes its beautiful, jewel tone flats. The fuschia satin mule is my favourite, (surprise, surprise) but in fantasy land, I’d own at least ten colours. I’d wear them everywhere, and with everything –– yes, even under joggers to the corner shop. And just imagine how pretty they’d look lined up in an entryway.
combo
May 1, 2018
Some colour combinations are always good. But only Lauren Hutton can pull off Ketchup and Mustard (the Hellman’s kind). This outfit is all sorts of brilliant, capped off with a winning topper and a perfectly imperfect smile. The rest of us would look like walking condiment caddies. Hot dog, diggity dog.






