laura werkheiser
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Spotted at yesterday’s Rodarte show: one of my personal style heroes, Dr. Lisa Airan! Love this broad. When I reach the Botox years, I know who I’ll be calling for an appointment.
Good. I needed a gravy pitcher.
In the game of Life, my piece has landed on an event that conveniently packages my favorite things: fashion, party planning and toothpaste mints. Yes, I’m going to tha chapel.
As such, my future posts may undergo a slight shift in focus. I’ve always been obsessed with planning my wedding (read: the fashion + party + mints). But while I had sketches of each bridesmaid dress and invented offbeat centerpieces using products found at Home Depot, there was one part that hadn’t been figured out: the marriage.
Now that that shoe has dropped, I can move forward with my fashion. And party planning. And mints. Better yet, I found a groom who is as creepy committed to those things as I. Perfect.
I intend to document as much of this dog + pony show as I can. It’s pretty much what I’d write about anyway - just a slightly different vibe and a shitload more material to work with.
xoxo,
From the cutting room floor.
