This has become a new favorite Saturday Morning...

posting to the blog with a cup of coffee, sunshine (or winter winds in the case of today) coming through the windows and a slew of photographs chronicling the past week. Each Saturday Morning, a different song playing on repeat while I bore the digital world with my vintage babblings. Yes indeed, most certainly my new favorite way to spend a Saturday Morning.

Onto it, right?

Last week, I went ahead and sold my soul (and half my paycheck) to ModCloth. And now, I've got lovely wintry goodness to share.

This isn't part of the clothing post- this is homemade cinnamon rolls and coffee from my Dear Mumma. I just wanted to gloat.

 Pretties from For The Cross Jewelry. Go patronize them- awesome stuff.

 My mermaid pendant necklace

And my pumpkin set

 Onto Modcloth- repurchased the killer cable knit sweater this time in ivory.Plus a circle scarf for those cold NY nights.

 Basic cardigan in Rust cause lord knows I love rust.

 Coat by Steve Madden- in impractical white but the collar, asymmetrical buttons and

awesome flared skirt make up for it.

And yes, I brought the Miss L Fire Edisons. It was an insanity fuelled impulse buy and like most, one I came to regret. 7 times outta 10, when I run across some adorable item of clothing or pair of shoes, it retains its awesome aesthetics once donned. But there are those few time when I try on what appears to be a flattering pair of 30's fashioned shoes only to have them turn into frumpy old grandma nightmares!

It happens most often with shoes, what looks cute and fancy in the box looks wretched on my feet. And I've come to realize it's not the shoes fault, its my feet.

Tiny, dainty size 6 women don't have this issue but us in the size 9+ range know that the key to small, proportionate looking feet is a big ole towering heel. In a five incher, my feet look super tiny which is good. But in a much more often 2 inch heel, well, the size 9 status becomes very apparent. So, much to my dismay, these charming in size 6 fur lovelies just aren't gonna work. 

Cats are peeking over my laptop looking for attention so I guess that's my cue to wrap up. I'll leave it with one of my favorite songs ever by the supremely ferocious and sexy Devendra Banhart.