Photo via Instagram
Last week I posed what proved to be a controversial question: should I chop my hair off? Here’s another one for you: should I let my hair go white? Would you let your hair go gray, or dye it all the way? I don’t think I have enough white at this point for a thoroughly silver head of hair like the gorgeous Constance Leto, pictured above with her equally gorgeous son Jared. But lord knows I haven’t given my hair an opportunity to go white: I started dying it the moment those first grays, wiry and wild, started to make an appearance.
We’ve hosted people for brunch for the past two weekends in a row, and each time it was a challenge to find the perfect thing to wear. You need to be comfy when you’re hosting, especially when you’re wrangling a toddler while trying to pour mimosas. I always default to some massive muu-muu type thing, but that always backfires because fabric gets in the way.
This jungle-print skirt from Topshop paired with a relaxed tee worked out perfectly. The skirt is stretchy and just long enough that even with the wrangling I never risked a too-revealing situation. And you can’t go wrong with a cotton tee—I tend to get warm while entertaining guests so I was thankful for the short sleeves. And the little missy, well, she always seems to know just the thing to wear.
Hi my name is KP and I’m a hair farmer. It’s SO long, and getting kind of flat and unruly at this point. So, I have a bee in my bonnet about getting a mid-length (or maybe shorter!) cut. I have an appointment on March 13 with my amazing stylist, Anastasia at Hair Collective (there I am with her above).
I’m not the only one who thinks she rules: Daily Candy SF named her best in SF for ombre just today! Also check out this post I wrote about her and Hair Collective for Racked SF. Seriously, I can’t tell you how many compliments I get about my ombre. I’m not bragging, I have nothing to do with it—it’s all Anastasia. (Have you seen Jared Leto’s ombre, btw? It’s fetching.) And she’s equally fantastic with cuts. My past two haircuts I told her I wanted just a trim, very little off, just to add some shape and get rid of the dead ends. You know, to continue my farming ways. How many times have you said that to your stylist and they cut off three inches? Anastasia listens and she will not cut off more than you requested or try to talk you into something crazy. Which is why my hair is SO LONG right now. So I know if I go in there and say I want this cut… More please!
I’m not 100% poser. I’ve tried sailing. I took a series of sailing classes with my husband a few years ago. We learned to tie useful knots and how to tack and this and that and other terms I don’t remember. My biggest fear upon enrolling was tipping over. My husband said, “There is no way these dinghies can capsize. They are extremely hard to tip over, even if you tried.” Guess what our assignment was for class #2? Yes, purposely CAPSIZE, turtle it (yes that’s a thing) then jump in the damn Bay and pull it back upright. That was my last foray into the kind of sailing that does’t involve a glass of champagne.
I love a nautical look though! You can’t see it but a sailboat festoons the front of this sweater, scored at Goodwill. You obviously don’t need to go anywhere near a boat to don a sailor-y outfit. Thank goodness.
Sweater: Goodwill, similar here (on sale!); jeans: H&M, similar here; boots, Topshop, similar here; crocheted earrings, ancient, similar here; bag: Rebecca Minkoff, similar here. Frida is head to toe Gymboree :)
My mother-in-law brought this skirt from Iran when she, along with her husband, the 10-year-old boy who eventually became my husband, and his sister, moved their lives to the United States in 1979. Frida had so much fun visiting family this weekend in SoCal. We decided to drive down south rather than flying this time—I’m not sure if it was better or worse than flying. When will they finish that high-speed rail??
Skirt: vintage, similar here; dress: William B, similar here; shoes: Robert Clergerie, similar here; earrings: Miguel Ases, similar here; on Frida, Plum Baby dress, similar here.
Last week, San Francisco designer and friend of mine Tamar Wider (also of The 2 Bandits) launched Camp Collection, an adorable line of casual clothing that brought me right back to my childhood in the ’70s. These pants in particular conjured memories of my very favorite outfit in 3rd grade—check them out below. Do you like my hair? I cried for two weeks straight when my mom made me cut my previously waist-length locks (she was done with the tangles). I don’t look too upset here though, I’m rather pleased with the shag hairdo and patchwork bell bottoms. The only thing missing is the matching VEST that came with them, must find a photo of that. More please!
I’m currently obsessed with finding the perfect couch to pair with our dining table. I’m dreaming of it doubling as a place to hang out and read during the day (even though that may not happen until Frida graduates from toddler-hood), and seating for guests at the table when we have dinner parties. And I found plenty of inspiration online to fuel my obsession. What do you think? Kind of a great way to do a dining table, no?
The Podolls tunic, similar here, faux leather matte leggings, similar here; Dieppo Restreppo purple suede booties, similar here; gold necklace, vintage, similar here
What you see before you is one of the most comfortable ever. A loose tunic over leggings with booties featuring heels of a manageable height is about as good as it gets unless you’re in your PJs.
All photos via Apartment Therapy
I wrote a little while back about my bedroom dilemma. Frida, our 18 month old, was still sleeping in our room with us. She had graduated from our bed to the crib, but she was waking up fairly often in the middle of the night and ending up in our bed. Plus, we were thinking maybe it was time for some privacy for all of us? Still, I was resistant, because I love cuddling with her any chance I get. More please!
Nothing will motivate you to whip your house into shape like an impending visit from Apartment Therapy. I was a maniac and probably evil to my poor husband during the two weeks leading up to the day the lovely Theresa Gonzalez visited our Pacifica home. But look how happy we are now that it’s all finished! I managed to arrange the baby’s crazy room with the closet sticking out of the middle and the child-size waterbed left behind by the landlords. I cleaned up my closet and got my shoes in order. Got most of the clutter put away! Our retro-in-a-bad-way kitchen even looked half decent. But there was nothing I could do about our wall-to-wall shag carpet, and Apartment Therapy readers had very visceral reactions to it. I understand, so did I. But the view, more than doubling our space for less rent than we were paying in the city, and the awesome fireplace trumped the sea of shag. And actually, we’re super thankful for it now with a toddler.
Anyway, it’s awesome to see our house photographed so beautifully by Theresa. And thank goodness this happened or Frida may never have had a room!