I’m finally back in New York after a busy trip to Philadelphia and an even busier trip to Los Angeles (hence the lack of posts). Exhausted, I couldn’t do much more than crawl to brunch and home again yesterday. My new swingy, Gone with the Wind curtain-esque tank was perfect for lounging and combatting the incredibly horrible heat though. Worn with my shortest shorts.
Technically it’s fall, but you wouldn’t know it by the weather. It’s hot and ridiculously, horrifically humid. Wearing summer dresses feels awkward though, so my solution is to incorporate fall colors like oxblood lips and earthy, breathable sweaters.
P.s. These macaroons are from a little tea shop near my apartment that, according to Dawn (and Bon Appetit), have the second best cookies in the city. Right behind Ladurée.