Do you ever go to the grocery store, and when you get to the check out you think “Dammit! I forgot my reusable bags, AGAIN!”
I do. Every. Time. I Shop.
Recently when I was at the checkout, I noticed a display of beautiful, handwoven baskets that caused me to teem with desire.
“$30 is alot when reusable bags are only $1.99, or free,” I thought.
Then I remembered the LOADS of reusable bags I’ve purchased that just sit in the backseat of my car collecting dust.
“Maybe if I had a thing of beauty hanging off my forearm, and the pleasure of placing my produce in a gorgeous basket, I’d actually remember to bring it in the store.”
Girls, this is where the ego actually really comes in handy.
My desire for beauty, style, and looking/feeling good knows no bounds. I know that STYLE is an ultimate motivator for me. If I had a beautiful basket, I would be a thousand times more likely to use the basket than I would the traditional grocery bags.
Hell, I’d even walk back to the car to get it if I forgot!
So I bought the beautiful basket. And I am SO….HAPPY!
I use my basket for everything – trips to the bookstore, the supermarket, going to yoga, I brought my basket to the spa and filled it with snacks, a water bottle, my book and my journal. It has become a true companion; my little bundle of wonder.
This $30 purchase has saved many a plastic bag, AND brought so much joy and luxury into my life.
May this be a reminder to always trust beauty…trust beauty…trust beauty.
All my love,
P.S. – the basket on my arm is by African Market Baskets, a fair trade company that imports directly from artisans in Africa. They are so beautiful and durable. Use the store locator to check ’em out!
It was day three of a nasty cold, and you know how difficult nighttime can be with a racking cough and stuffy nose. Before bed, I assembled an artillery of defense on my nightstand: a cluttered mess of cough syrup, tissues, cough drops and Vicks Vapo Rub.
It all looked so…DEPRESSING.
“Wait a minute” I thought. I grabbed the tin platter from my dresser that my perfumes had been sitting on, stuck a flower into a vintage bud vase, added my medicinal array in an orderly fashion and voila! Instant beauty. My new tray of treats caused my nervous system to relax. As I climbed into bed I felt like I had gone from a cold clinic to the Ritz hotel.
Such a tiny change, such a huge result. Such is the power beauty has.
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Since before we had words to speak, we used beauty to communicate things like thank you, I love you, I honor you, I’m grateful, please.
In these violent times, beauty can be seen as a frivolous luxury. And yet, is our collective discourse and agitation not simply a symptom of the way we have forgotten the true value that beauty brings?
As a child and young adult, where I found solace and respite was in the world of beauty. Initially, with the naïveté that is natural to youth, I thought beauty meant keeping up a flawless exterior. I used beauty to conceal the shame of feeling like my insides were permanently dirty from how I grew up. I invested almost all my time and money in trying to make things “look good.”
I use beauty to express and honor the woman I have become.
My signature red lipstick has nothing to do with trends. Red is the color of passion and power. In Feng Shui, red is the color of good luck. I use red to adorn my lips the same way one would light a red candle at Christmastime; to express joy, celebration and wonder.
When you add a scarf to your outfit that brings out your eyes, when you sprinkle green parsley over pink salmon, when you toss rose petals into your bathwater; I urge you to remember this simple fact — every act of beauty is a form of prayer.
Every day is a new opportunity to experience the healing power of beauty, but creating a unique, authentic style can feel overwhelming and intimidating. That is exactly why I’ve created a powerful free guide to show you how to find your Signature Style.
More than how we dress, style is how we EXPRESS.
You know that feeling when you find a piece that was just MADE for you? Like a beautiful thing inside of you has just found its soulmate outside of you? What if that feeling wasn’t something you had to wait for destiny to bring? What if you could study, cultivate, and master it, so that feeling fabulous about the way you’re dressed becomes the rule, not the exception?
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In the opening scene of the documentary Advanced Style, the creator of the film roams the streets of Manhattan looking for incredibly stylish women age 60+. These women are walking works of art. They are more than their Chanel handbags. They are explosions of unexpected, unbridled, feminine beauty.
These are bold, brazen babes who are fiesty, zesty and chic as f*ck.
They bundle crone-like wisdom with the timeless sex appeal and an indestructible joie de vivre. They on the cutting edge of The Great Divine Feminine Comeback, embodying a power that only ripens with age: La Femme Vitale. The feminine life force.
La Femme Vitale lives in Maya Angelou’s poetry, Frida Kahlo’s painting, Aretha Franklin’s voice, Jane Goodall’s activism, Coco Chanel’s innovation, Julia Childs’ roast chicken, and so…much…more.
La Femme Vitale is also the basis of my new book, Club Macaron, and I am pleased as punch to announce that today you can officially download a sneak-peek chapter: Finding Your Signature Style!
This 21-page gem is loaded with fun quizzes, beautiful images and invigorating exercises to stoke your creative fire, making the daily act of dressing feel decadent and delicious!
(In doing so you will also automatically be invited to the party of the season, Club Macaron’s coming out party on Thursday May 17th!)
I am so thrilled to share this beautiful book with you, and to enjoy the sweet, long seduction leading up to the big reveal.
One of the things that I love about being a full time seductress is the permission it has given me to practice adornment. When we look back to the days of God and Goddess worship around the fire, our ancestors did not show up to ritual in some old sack. They adorned themselves with feathers, headdresses, painted faces, kohl rimmed eyes, and hands and feet dyed with the blood of crushed berries. They showed UP for the act of worship. Beauty is a way to honor and pay tribute to the divine in us, and in all things.
In this current century though, it can be quite the mind-f*ck. Adornment is filled with the stench of competition and empty ornamentation for the sake of keeping up with a trend. This does not interest me. What interests me is dressing ourselves in a way that shines our authentic, seductive soul like a beacon at the top of a lighthouse.
That is one of the reasons I am so happy to introduce to my teacher Hilary Rushford. Hilary is the founder of Dean Street Society and she is a style genius. What I love about Hilary is that she approaches style as the art of individuality. Her practical, easy to implement tools have certainly made opening my closet door a more fun and pleasurable act.
Enjoy this interview of me and Hilary talking it up about how to let your wardrobe seduce you!