September? Already? Summer may be ending, our tan fading, but there’s a new year ahead. Yes, a NEW YEAR. September 1st is, and will always be, my January 1st (high school trauma, I believe).
My chocolate cravings are back and a few pounds have recently taken up residents on my bottom. Why? Summer ends in three weeks and my body is getting ready to face the cold months ahead.
If I’m currently hyperventilating at the prospect of wearing multiple layers of clothes, there’s one thing I’m actually looking forward to wearing, socks.
The larger the bag, the bigger the chance you’ll have a hard time finding your lipstick, keys, piece of gum, pocket mirror and that tiny little scrap of paper. You know which one I’m talking about right? It has a phone number but no name on it, and you still keep it even though you can’t remember who gave it to you.
Quit trying to squeeze yourself into clothes that are seven sizes too small. And stop listening to any salesperson the minute they tell you “don’t worry, it will stretch”. They know it, you know it, the whole world knows it. Pants don’t expend.
Today, concept stores are to fashion what Starbucks is to coffee. You’re pretty sure to find one on every street corner. Last time I was in London, I spent some time in the East End and was stunned by the proliferation of such stores. They were cooler than cool but they unfortunately all looked the same… until I set foot in the LN-CC.
Let me start by pointing out a cool fact. The word denim is believed to derive from the word “serge de Nîmes” (referring to the city of Nîmes), which is a fabric known in France prior to the 17th century.
Funny to realize that one of the world’s oldest fabrics has never been as hip as today.