March is still winter, kids.

At least it is here in Evanston:

That's correct, yesterday we were fortunate enough to get just a little bit more snow.  It's an inspiring view, right?  Luckily, I have several coping mechanisms for this particular situation, including, but not limited to, profuse crying, bemoaning my fate, not studying for my finals and this necklace.

An oldie but a goodie that I picked up a couple of years ago on sale at Banana Republic, I find it's golden gloriousness adds some degree of fly swagger to any outfit, and the color doesn't have that nasty sheen or tendency to tarnish that some less-than-real-gold jewelry can have.  BR and J. Crew are great places to look for fun jewelry that isn't too pricey, especially if you check out what's on sale.  The ivory details on this one just add that extra something that keeps it from being an LL Cool J-style gold chain, circa 1988.  He rocks it, though.  This Lady Loves Cool James.  So does Aries Spears.

Mad love.

Shiny Things...

There are just some things I need to admit I'm not going to have for another few... decades ...

Maybe the last one.  Maybe.  If I'm really good and Santa is feeling particularly charitable some time soon.

But that doesn't mean I can't appreciate how beautiful they are.  There's something about just looking at large, shiny objects that lifts the spirit.  Perhaps because the sun is also large and shiny.  Seriously though, ever since it came out, I've been lovin' on and lusting after Paloma Picasso's Marrakesh collection for Tiffany's.  The geometry of the design has something really graceful about it and I find myself drawn to it over and over again.  And so, I return to gaze longingly at them every once in a while, hoping that something like these (particularly the gold with lapis lazuli, in case anyone is paying attention) will come to be mine someday.

Dream big, that's what I say.