The Essentials

We don't have much. If anything at all. I slept on the floor last night (the story is quite comical), and I'm conducting Society Social business from my my makeshift "desk" aka the top of my carry-on. But I'm so happy my heart may burst. Filling a home takes time (and money!), slowly but surely. First up, a bar cart. What do you think? ;)

Rep Yourself. New York Fashion Week.

The last time I was at New York Fashion Week, I was an intern. What did I wear? What they told me to. None of this fun stuff.

It was a small black tee with stark white lettering. WWD right across my chest. There was to be no confusion I was only there...

...to hand out the programs. To some that may not count, but to hand programs out to fashion's darlings made me dizzy with delight. Chalk it up to small town girl syndrome, but I thought I was the cat's pajamas.

This year I'm headed back and this time as me. You see it was twofold, that simple cotton tee declared I was with Conde Nast. It was safe. No pressure to accessorize. To cleverly layer print and pattern.

This time I get to bring it. I'm almost decided on the fact that I'm going to wear my Society Social Hostess Gown. It may seem utterly ridiculous to float about in more than 6 yards of floor length chiffon, maybe even in broad daylight...

...but on that first Fall day in a new to me big city, I do recall excitedly handing pink haired Patricia Field a program. Something tells me she wouldn't mind at all, and that's enough justification for me.

{Harper's Bazaar | The Sartorialist | Vogue}

My Little Piece of NYC. Founnnd It!!

Guess what, darlings? We found and signed for our NYC apartment last week! It's been such a crazy month, and I can't really afford to lose focus, but how could I not with these decorating fancies dancing through my head? I imagine our place will be a delicious mix of old and new, modern and vintage. Like this...

...that type of juxtaposition drives me mad in all kinds of good ways. I would also love to incorporate elements of what Cassandra calls "relaxed glam." I'm utterly enamored with the idea of unpretentious glamour. Love eyes, I tell you.

Of course, I'll throw in one of my bar carts. Duh. Just so necessary. Can you envision the holiday socials I'll throw? And the white blanket of snow (before it turns to brown slush haha) that my guests will have to trudge through after it magically falls on the island of Manhattan? I can :)

The Society Social Madison Mixer

Would you like a peek? These images are representative of the listings in my building, courtesy of craigslist since I haven't seen it in the flesh. (No joke.)

What do you think? Not too new with lots of character.

Right up my alley. I adore the exposed brick, high ceilings, and warm, worn hardwoods. And the molding. I  love the molding. Wouldn't you be distracted too? Send design ideas my way. They'll help me not to waste more time on Pinterest ;)

{Minnie Mortimer's Home via Vogue | Coco + Kelley | Society Social}

Today's Mantra

{Vintage Vogue}

Weekend Picture Book

Week Ending

Good morning loves! It's been quite sometime since I've posted on a Saturday. Reporting live from my pillows and fluffy down comforter. Laptop, September issues, and a steaming cup of coffee :) Do you have plans this weekend? Mine will be thankfully quiet. Working, Packing up pieces of the past four years here in Charlotte and soaking up every last bit with my best friends.

SPLIT. PERSONALITY.

Our current place echoes the materials and color palette of this space from Elle France...

...dramatic no? We just might (cross your fingers!) have found our little piece of NYC, and I'm already daydreaming of the design switch-up I'm going to pull big city style. My only problem is that I seriously love all things beautiful. The decisions are painstaking. Would you go with designed to the nines like this "white + color" space?

Or would you keep it down to earth and familiar?

{Elle France | uknown | Apartment Therapy}