Friday I’m in love: lipstick-pumpkins-FrenchFilms-books

I was so happy about the rain this morning that I came downstairs, opened the patio doors for the first time in seven horrible desert months, and sat close by to listen to the drops.

Then T came downstairs and shut the doors and gave me a stern lecture about the cost of air conditioning – a lecture that continued far longer than it should have.

Don’t you dislike those women on the internet who pretend their husbands/boyfriends are always romantic, kind, flower-bearing, date-planning souls?

Besides driving to work with the car windows down, here’s my weekend plan:

BUY BURGUNDY LIPSTICK

I like it when people tell me I have to have something — just the idea of buying a “must-have” burgundy lipstick for fall makes it seem like the weather will change soon, and my closet will fill with  magical leather-trimmed leggings, that also make me look very thin. I have hopes for Nars’ Scarlet Empress, $24 at Neiman Marcus. I plan to try many shades until I find The One.

 

EAT MELLOWCREME PUMPKINS

Yeah, baby. They’re here.

FRENCH FILMFEST 

How to pretend I live in France: see the two Francophile movies out this weekend. Little White Lies is an indy film starring Marion Cotillard, with English subtitles, that is billed as “The French Big Chill” and winning rhapsodic reviews. It’s playing at Camelview, for my fellow Phoenicians. (Have dinner before at Vincent’s Bistro to properly set the mood.)

#2: The Words, a Bradley Cooper-written film set in 1940s Paris that is getting mixed reviews. I already know I’ll love it. I could watch a silent film of Bradley Cooper walking around 1940s Paris with absolutely no plot and be quite pleased. Read my friend Barbara VanDenburgh’s review here. Barbara may be the smartest person in my office. She’s 30.

Go to FOUND …  to buy a vintage book carved into my initials. $15.

BOOKSTORE TRIP

And if I’m buying carved-up books, the writer in me insists on procuring a book I can actually read. I loved Jonathan Tropper’s last book, This is Where I Leave You. I’m going to drive (with the windows down) to my nearest bookstore, which is 30 minutes away (the world is ending), and bring home this:

Also: my home decorating projects will continue. On Monday, I’ll show you the wall in my living room that I painted black. And soon, in my laundry room, instead of polka-dots, there will be stripes. Happy rainy weekend. See you Monday.

P.S. Can someone please label these earrings a “must-have”? I need an excuse to push “buy.” $212 at ShopBop.

By |2012-09-07T08:29:52-07:00September 7th, 2012|Style|0 Comments
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Chanel and the Mean Reds

Last week, I had the mean reds, so Puddinn’ and I went and bought red lipsticks. It worked.

Also: best red lipstick I’ve discovered.

Chanel Rouge Coco 36 Lune Russe, $32 at Nordstrom in Scottsdale — where you should see Suzanne, because she will also tell you about the best place to go dancing in Phoenix. And you get to bring home a Chanel box, however tiny, which shouldn’t make me as pleased as it does.

I also caved to all the breathless reviews and picked up Chanel Inimitable Intense Mascara — oh, my. I’ve had three girlfriends ask me what I’ve just had done. (MASCARA, people!) This stuff will put you in false eyelashes territory. $30.

Then, we stopped into Ann Taylor, where there’s a colorblocking moment that I’m really into. This topis on my wishlist now — I need it to match my lipstick. $78.

P.S. I’m going all mean reds about Liz Earls, a mom who seized power and spent a year, um, dating younger men, photographing their after hours activites — and then made an R-rated coffee table book out of her adventures. The big, buzzy book is called “Days of the Cougar.”  I’m all for seizing power and seeking adventure, but that title makes me crazy. This woman isn’t yet 40. I am 34.

Dear Liz Earls: are you calling me a CUB?

I object to the whole cougar lexicon and am henceforth refusing to say that word in reference to a woman ever again. It’s insulting, and a 40-year-old single man who looks good while looking for love isn’t called anything but a catch.

Join me on my crusade?

By |2011-08-18T15:59:55-07:00August 18th, 2011|Style|0 Comments
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