cherokee summer

Today it was 91 degrees! Where is winter? I want to dress in humongous plaid coats and black boots and walk around thinking about snow and boys. BUT NO! nooooo , it's summer still apparently. And I have to leave my windows wide open at night, looking out onto the beachwood hills, pitch black, the tiniest noises scaring the living daylights out of me. If anyone would have a coyote jump into their room at 4am it would be me.

this week i am obsessed with:



the black ghosts.

candles from barneys.

and fruit salad.