An Ode to Fall

One of my favorite editorials....and one that I had forgotten about until I unearthed my Pinterest page looking for some fall inspiration. I wish I could recall the the exact publication - it's killing me that I have no recollection or documentation. The luscious old hollywood locks, fall knits and feminine seduction make for the perfect invitation to a season full of temptations. 

Table for 1

The art of eating alone. Or shall I say, the importance of eating alone. I once went to my favorite restaurant in Mill Valley routinely after my trail runs on Mt. Tam to perch at the bar, have a glass of vino and the special of the day. It was an opportunity to seduce myself with good food and a clear mind. A friend expressed how she thought that was plain odd - indicating that she could never do such a thing. I must say, I think it's incredibly necessary for every male and female to be able to dine alone in public. I was reminded of this the other evening when I went for dinner by myself. Just as yoga feeds the soul, a proper glass of cabernet, white tablecloth and a little solo romance can go a long way. Ponder your life away, or simply stop to smell the (table) rose(s). It's certainly an independent, rather bold act, but one I consider nourishing and necessary... Bon Appétit ! 

Waning Wicker

For anyone that adores wicker furniture pieces, you likely know that the "good stuff" is typically made by hand, lasts for decades and takes a great deal of time to construct. You might also know that there are very few rattan ateliers left in the world. A recent piece in the New York Times T Magazine highlights the romance behind the craft and the three prevailing shops that stand the test of time. Read the piece, here. 

The Ripple console (featured left) is one of my favorite wicker pieces of Soane’s. Here, three of their products sit in their Leicestershire workshop.

My Best Friend's Wedding

We've just returned from my best friend's magical wedding weekend in Napa. I keep referring to the weekend with the movie "My Best Friend's Wedding" with Julia Roberts in mind, really for no particular reason, other than the fact that she is literally my best friend and the phrase seems to fly off my tongue. There is also a bit of pride in that phrase as Lauren is one of my dearest friends. Witnessing Lauren's marriage was so incredibly special and I am most certainly still on a high of joyful emotion. Not only is Lauren one of the most loyal, witty, and elegant people I know and cherish, she has impeccable taste. From the provencal garden landscape to New Orleans band and chic tablescapes, it was an evening to remember...I just had to share a few captures! 

Gold clutches accompany a glass of rosé during cocktail hour in the garden. 

The most elegant bride! Her "something borrowed" were a pair of diamond pearl-drop earrings my friend Betsy wore at her wedding, and Betsy's Mother wore at her own! 

The New Orleans band welcomed guests to the garden for cocktails. 

The string quartet played a marvelous mix of elegant sounds before & after the ceremony. 

A tablescape to remember. Varying sizes of green and white flowers grace the tables of the bride & groom's friends and families.