Blackberry Peak: some little things

Excuse my inconsistent "blackberry posts," but here's the latest batch of my mobile photos:

fashion books (got a sneak-peak of Carine Roitfeld's new book, which comes out Oct. 18!)

gold jewelry + rings (minus my flawed manicure)

 "arm-party"—as coined by The Man Repeller 

birthday cupcakes 

 Kate Spade's supercalifragilipstick !  (more deets, below)

"We believe that lipstick is more than a cosmetic. It's the finishing touch that pulls everything together. It's like adding an exclamation point at the end of your wardrobe.  The name of this sweet shade says it all—it's a pop of pink, making a statement that's both flirty & fun" (kate spade).

some twitter hashtags to sum it up: 

#itsthelittlethings #moreismore  #nomnomnom #supercalifragilipstick

speaking of twitter, follow me for more fashion rants + quotes + tips,  here 

"I will never love you more"

-a film by kinga burza for kate spade new york-

I will never love you more than the drummer of flaming lips

I will never love you more than Woody Allen movies

I will never love you more than the White album of the Beatles

I will never love you more than God only knows

I will never love you more than DVD's night with my girlfriend

And we talk about stupid things like feelings and men

I will never love you more than my boyfriend when I was 14

Even if he's now an asshole, I will never love you more

And you say, you love me more than everything
And compared to me everything is nothing...

I will never love you more than meeting Paul McCartney

And we asked him to play a song on my Ukulele

I will never love you more than my Scandinavian Tour

Which was more than paradise, I wish you remember it too

I will never love you more than dancing to Phil Spektor

I will never love you more than my Casiotone keyboard.
I will never love you more than Daniel Johnston himself

For me he's more than God, I will never love you more

And you say, you love me more than everything

And compared to me everything is nothing

Ohh this is sweet, I just wonder what it means

You say you love me more, than all the girls you have had before

Even more than music, even more than yourself

Even more than everything, but it's just a lie

So I will never love you more, than anything

I will never love you more than singing in the shower

I will never love you more than my Mac computer

I will never love you more than having a daughter

I will never love you more than peanut butter

I will never love you more than kisses all day

I will never love you more than cuddles all night

I will never love you more than kissing girls lips when they're really pretty

I will never love you more

I will never love you more

Umbrella-Ella-Ella

The faint drops of rain outside my window sound like fingers tapping on a table.  Dominating clouds keep shifting enough to reveal just a glimpse of light blue sky.  Gentle drops turning into sudden thrusts against the roof alone, make me love Sunday afternoons.  Instead of shielding under an umbrella, I'm in the comfort of my room ready to watch the Oscars.  I watch the Academy Awards every year, in appreciation of movies and red carpet fashion. 

The uncertainty of the weather in March -my birthday month-is relevant to me.  My days seem to be in touch with the ambiguous circumstances life has to offer - the calmer drizzles, and the heavier drops.  However, although I'm not a predicting weatherwoman, nor Mother Nature, I do have an umbrella to substain me with just enough support.  This isn't Rihanna's version of an umbrella, it's mine.  It's the sense of awareness in the presence, the suttle efforts of adjustment to a demanding and inconsistent enviornment.  My umbrella consists of the pleasures most comparable to the song, "My Favorite Things" in response to the stormy weather and lighting in the classic, The Sound of Music. 

Simply remember your favorite things, be a little selfish... then you don't feel so bad*

Feel free to share on what comforts you during stormy situations...