until this weekend, that is. esmé cut some bangs into her bob.
i was going to use this opportunity to show you some acceptable fringe. say, from haute hippie or lee angel.
then i saw this. and it's nothing that would normally stop me in my socks, but this weekend marked an anniversary of my sister's ending. something that always stops me in my socks.
i do like a smart bag.
someone asked me today if i was mad about mémé's hairchop. nope. no way.
my sister was a hairdresser. and she would've loved it.
read more about the marilyn minter tote and bright pink here.