I stepped out for a bit today to go re-explore the National Gallery and devote my entire heart to the paintings of Mark Rothko. I returned home after dinner to find my big, fat September 2010 issue of Vogue upon my doorstep. It took my breath away. Not only with its sheer mass, but also its amazing, amazing editorials. No other magazine, no other editorials from any other months of Vogue could compare. It's beyond, and what Rachel Zoe would say, OOC. Out of Control.
I am inspired to get lighter this fall. As in hair. I'm saving my bohemian waves for summer next year (in Italy...fingers crossed), and starting a hair revolution. No need to go into specifics, I always like to surprise.
