I love to sit in silence

- Anon.

Sometimes

More wisdom from Marc Johns.  I couldn’t agree more.

How to write

What a genius looks like

Fun fact:  Einstein wore fluffy slippers.

Probably completely unrelated:  So do I.

Best of… September 12

September is a busy busy month.  For everyone.  Even if you’re not going back to school.  Something about this time of year reminds us that we can’t live our whole lives sipping cocktails in denim shorts and tank tops.  As much as we’d like. 

The seasons are changing and you have to move with them.  I’m not saying its easy.  I arrived in September all kicking and screaming, but I’ve started to focus on the good stuff- September brought with it fashion week and transitional dressing- that’s trendy fashion blogger talk for clothes that straddle the seasons.  I’m down.

via Sincerely Jules

Oh, and its totally okay to wear all-black outfits again! Yay!

via Stockholm Streetstyle and Because I’m Addicted

Black and navy is cool too.

via Because I’m Addicted

If you’re still not keen, bright sandals and bags work well to wean you off Summer.  So do torn jeans, prints, stripes and that denim-on-denim thing everyone seems to do so well.

via Cocogroove, Sincerely Jules, Hey Pretty Thing and The Sartorialist

These pictures = proof that double denim is still on-trend. The Gospel according to Scott Schuman (and Jules Sarinana). Good enough for me.

via Express-o

Diana did a post on the peter pan collar trend. I filed these pictures under: transitional dressing, done well.

via Express-o

And finally, some coats/ jackets I’m already eyeing for Christmas in Ireland.  Oops- did I just type Christmas in October?  I’m sure that’s illegal or something.

via TKOW and We Wore What

Anyway- peace out!  As always, more on pinterest.

What I need

It is more than a little strange that lately, every time I find my mind drifting to how I’ll spend the few days off we have coming up, I imagine the picture above.  I’ve never been one of those low-maintenance, back-to-nature sorts, so perhaps its a reflection of the chaos that is my classroom.  I’m craving a small cabin in the middle of the woods (with just the basics), a comfy bed and some time alone.   It feels like a small ask, but I’m almost certain there are no forests within a couple of thousand-miles radius from where I am right now.