From blogosphere to boulevard: Shopping day with materfamilias
She has photo evidence (and I think will post) but I must report the delightful day I spent with materfamilias yesterday. She was just like I inferred from her blog: warm, funny, articulate and a savvy shopper.
And hardy.
90-F weather with a very high humidity rating, but she did not wilt, charging along in ruby-heeled sanda
ls, in her indigo knit skirt.
One of our favourite stops was the outstanding vintage store, Thrill of the Find, where materfamilias chose accessories, but also looked tres chic in an Oscar de la Renta blue cotton jacket with navy and white striped trim. The spotlight-lit store was hot as a sauna, but we endured it for the sake of pristine pieces and pinch-yourself prices.
Hot! Quick stop for limeade and a lemon tart at the excellent Bonjour Brioche bakery.
At The Little Black Dress Shop, ma stuck black gold (I'll leave details to her, it's only fair).
We hit a second vintage store, Cabaret, to worship the impeccable details on cocktail dresses and evening coats.
My eye was caught by a vintage turquoise and pink sari-silk scarf, shawl size, at Rumah, a classy Asian import store, only $42. I bought it, a breezy souvenir of the day.
We re
vived at the Skybar of the Drake Hotel, greeted by a blissful breeze, a tall mojito and materfamilias' puella, Megan, who joined us for dinner. Splendid time! I am grateful for this far flung community, and the icing on the cake is real time together!
We spoke of you, with fond appreciation and I hope to meet more of you further down the road. My sole regret is that ma lives so far away; she is wonderful company.
And hardy.
90-F weather with a very high humidity rating, but she did not wilt, charging along in ruby-heeled sanda
ls, in her indigo knit skirt. One of our favourite stops was the outstanding vintage store, Thrill of the Find, where materfamilias chose accessories, but also looked tres chic in an Oscar de la Renta blue cotton jacket with navy and white striped trim. The spotlight-lit store was hot as a sauna, but we endured it for the sake of pristine pieces and pinch-yourself prices.
Hot! Quick stop for limeade and a lemon tart at the excellent Bonjour Brioche bakery.
At The Little Black Dress Shop, ma stuck black gold (I'll leave details to her, it's only fair).
We hit a second vintage store, Cabaret, to worship the impeccable details on cocktail dresses and evening coats.
My eye was caught by a vintage turquoise and pink sari-silk scarf, shawl size, at Rumah, a classy Asian import store, only $42. I bought it, a breezy souvenir of the day.
We re
vived at the Skybar of the Drake Hotel, greeted by a blissful breeze, a tall mojito and materfamilias' puella, Megan, who joined us for dinner. Splendid time! I am grateful for this far flung community, and the icing on the cake is real time together!We spoke of you, with fond appreciation and I hope to meet more of you further down the road. My sole regret is that ma lives so far away; she is wonderful company.
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