Links for a lazy weekend

A weekly feature where I point out great style and beauty related articles you might have missed.

On Lipstick, Powder, and Paint, Karen Kwan offers some compelling reason to protect your eyes from the sun. And no, it's not about getting crows feet!

Advanced Style will be featured in O magazine this August. If you haven't been reading this amazing blog, which features street style of older women, here's a sample.

Yes, she's wearing glen plaid, a corolla of braids, a snood, and a quilted Chanel backpack. But wait! There's more. Head here to check out her Louise Brooks pearls.

 

Zuzu's Petals has the greatest blog post I've ever seen about tightlining.

If you asked me, I'd tell you it would be impossible to rock a pair of flowered cropped pants. But Bourbon & Pearls manages to do it

in her review of a rainy trip to London. 

I haven't picked up a copy of Glamour since the magazine de-evolved to out Cosmo Cosmo, but when I'm looking outstandingly dishevelled or random or like everything halfway decent is in the hamper, I still refer to myself as a "Glamour Don't." Check out MichelleBeth's first-person narrative of what it was like to work at Glamour ... and be a Glamour Don't.

Because of the balcony, I have a tendency to avoid wearing t-shirts with designs or writing across the front. When I buy a concert T-shirt, I get the XXL and wear it to sleep in. But Any Second Now has an interesting take on the rock t-shirt. What do you think--is there a place in your wardrobe for your vintage concert t-shirts?

Things that make me go "awwwwwwwwww." Check out three generations of stylish women in Arlane's post about her daughter's wedding.

Finally, it wasn't until I expanded this video to full-screen that I realized this man isn't wearing some kind of hipster waistcoat: it's a baby carrier.



Enjoy your weekend!

Travels with Poppy, the Glamour Don't

Greetings, Internet. I'm blogging from a Best Western in Elyria, Ohio, which is just as glamorous as it sounds. We drove for 14 hours today, and I'm makeup-free. And I'm wearing my summer travel outfit: a black t-shirt, a pair of olive green cargo pants, flip-flops, and piles of jewelry.

The jewelry breaks one of my own rules, because I firmly believe that it looks younger and/or hipper to resist the temptation to pile on jewelry. But what happens when you've finished packing the car and find your favorite bracelet and ring next to the kitchen sink? You put them on and clank around all day.

The flip flops are for ease and comfort and for those moments when I want to stick my feet up on the dashboard. Everyone knows it's tacky to keep your shoes on when you put your feet on the dashboard.

The black t-shirt is for when I'm drinking a full cup of coffee and hit a bump in the road. OK, it doesn't look so hot, but it beats wearing a bib. It's pretty sad the way I can predict spilling food on myself. Sad, but accurate.

And the cargo pants not only give me a place to put my phone when I'm pumping gas, they also give me a place to stash the other stuff I discover that we've forgotten to pack. Which is why I spent a good part of the day carrying around a big tube of toothpaste. "Is that a tube of toothpaste," Mr. Buxom asked, "or are you just glad to see me?"

Obviously, I need to face the facts: 1. summer is almost over, and 2. I need to clean up my act!