Sunday, April 17, 2011

Tattoo Idea

I'm thinking about getting this tattooed on my inner bicept. It's my favorite quote from "Peter Pan" and I think it's magical. When Peter says it, it's in the context of a being child who can never grow up, which makes it kind of bittersweet. I've always loved this quote. It's one of those lines that wells my eyes upon hearing it, and fills me with wonder and sheer optimism. What a great adventure, living is.

This would be my first tattoo so I'm still meditating on it. When committing to a lifetime of body art, it's important to know how far you're willing to take it, color vs. black and white, etc. My main rule of thumb is that any tattoo I get should be meaningful to me. That doesn't mean a bunch of memorial ink (Christ, I don't need to think about death every time I take a shower). But it should be special. Introspective. And beautiful.

I'll keep you posted. I'm going to find out what they charge at LA Ink because it's a stone toss from my house. If it's silly TV money, I'll probably just go to a street shop on Sunset. There's a dozen on our block.

xo,
Sabrina

Saturday, April 16, 2011

The Nude Pump


I grew up with a mother who never wore jewelry, make-up, hats, scarves, or high-heeled shoes. My mother wore belts. Nothing waist-cinching or decorative, mind you. But perfectly perfunctory hold-up-your-pants belts.

As a result, from childhood forward, I never understood the point of accessories. I explored a shoe curiosity in college, that resulted in two racks of assorted kicks. But I mostly wore the same ballerina flats everyday, and I'm pretty certain I threw out a pair of Dior strappy heels without wearing them once. Pretty brutal.

Time flies, people change, neuroses wither.

These days, my respect and adoration for accessories is no secret. So when I discovered the PERFECT pair of blush tone Steve Madden pumps (pictured above), you can bet your sweet bottom I promptly cancelled dinner reservations and proceeded to swoon by the Nordstrom mirror (my husband might have been irritated by this).

They reminded me so much of the Christian Louboutin "Lady Daf" Mary Janes, currently for sale/sold out at Saks Fifth Avenue for $995.


I got an incredible deal at Nordstrom Rack in Burbank. They were only $50 (down from $100). Admittedly, I am struggling with whether or not I should cut off the Mary Jane strap (like above). There's something so classic about a basic nude pump. It's such a sophisticated shoe.


xo,
Sabrina London

Friday, April 15, 2011

Shake It Up

One of the fastest ways to quirk up your kitchen table is by adding a pair of vintage salt and pepper shakers. They're cute, colorful, and make a truly unique centerpiece for very little investment (every set here is under $25!). My husband and I are renovating our Hollywood apartment, and this is high on my to-do list.

While you could easily find ceramic salt and pepper shakers at Ross or Urban Outfitters, I highly recommend searching on Etsy. There are some adorable sets in pristine condition. Even the older ones with chipped paint add a lot of character to the table. Here are some of my favorite finds.









Holy cow! While I cannot condone this last pair, I would be remiss not to share them. Racist salt and pepper shakers! Even in the '50s, I'm not sure who owned these. They seem wildly offensive to black people, and I can't imagine the Norman Rockwell family using them either. I suppose today they might find a happy home in some "ironic" hipster's apartment.

xo,
Sabrina London

Cut To the Lace

Victorian Boheme


I bought this vintage cameo necklace to reward myself for working like a fiend this week. I'm so excited to get it. My last gift-to-self ended up being a bust - the 1930's black velvet dress came this week, and it was far fancier than I anticipated. I'd hoped I could belt it and wear it out, but the materials are very "cocktail" and it even has a dramatic hemline I didn't notice before. Bummer. I suppose I will probably list it next week for those of you looking for a special event dress.

On the other hand, here is a dress I most certainly require to exist. I'm just mad about it. It's so Sabrina, and I don't use the third person lightly.




I'll make you a deal. You can bid on anything else in the store you like, but don't bid on this dress. You don't cross me.

xo,
Sabrina London