Not all floral prints are created equal.

There are whimsy bohemian vintage florals, fade into the wallpaper florals, bold hyper digital florals, graphic pop art florals and ditsy feminine wile filed florals. The list of the floral tribes goes on and on.

I’m pretty fussy when it comes to my florals, with some tribes garnering more love from me than others.

The vintage Kenzo florals (as seen on me in photo) in my wardrobe are my long term favorite child section of my closet.

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Once a head wrap girl, always a head wrap girl.
I’ve a soft place in my heart for turbans and scarves that can be tied up in a heart beat.

Follow my head wrap loving adventures on here.

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So New Yorkers cannot apparently hail a cab in a New York minute but I still cannot stop obsessing about easily they seem to hail them.

Talking New York City and her iconic yellow cabs, the Kate Spade fall 2013 presentation had me at go with the cab and checkerboard trim inspiration.

Taking this shot by one was the best alternative to taking one home with me.

Follow my New York adventures in an instant of when they happen via Instagram here.

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When it is so nice, you have to buy it twice.

The mix of Peter Pilotto’s print, color and textile in conjunction with Kirkwood’s architectural structure made getting these shoes in two colorways a no brainer. Collaboration at its finest.

There is something about the hollow steel heel with a primary color on the inside.

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If I could have come into the world in a bright lip hue, I think I would have.

Bright lip girl is now on Instagram.

Follow my lipstick trail on there here.

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When I discovered this vintage kimono (a long story in itself) it was worse for wear. It had an angry stain and had a lining that was torn in many places. A great dry cleaner and some tender loving care later and it was a new kimono.

A sane woman would not have bought it but I like a challenge.

As with most vintage purchases I make, I am intrigued by their lives before me. Who their owners were, how they discovered the piece and how they wore them.

If clothes could only talk.

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After 10 industry events or 30… the playlists can start to blur into each other. It is always fun then if the music happens to notably stand out.

Singer Sunday Girl (real name Jade Williams as pictured above with me) has saved my life a few times.

No, not literally but in that way only a DJ can rejuvenate with a great set.