Sunday, January 30, 2011

Tracie....701 Whaley

When I expressed my admiration for Tracie's wonderful denim coat, she said I had to see the lining. Great linings, I find, are a bit like superhero underwear; perhaps few will ever see, but they give you secret powers. Of late, I've noticed a number of charming linings in my jaunts around town....a red leather jacket draped over a chair at The Gourmet Shop revealing a pink silk lining...and a rustling rust-coloured fabric lining beneath a blue pleated skirt. (A woman insisted on showing me that lining while she was wearing the skirt. My work does have distinct benefits!)

But back to Tracie's well-lined denim coat, which featured other charming details--classic 1970s pockets and stitching...

And a marvelous label inside. "Corte Ingles" means English cut and I wondered if there might be a connection between the label and the Spanish department store El Corte Ingles.
Certainly this label and the store's logo bear no resemblance. Perhaps you may be able to provide an answer. At any rate, Tracie said she found the coat at Painted Bird, a vintage shop in San Francisco that specializes in clothes from the 1970s and 80s.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Birthday Goddess....Nightcaps

Quite a few women in this Devine Street watering hole were wearing tiaras last night, tiaras bearing the words "Happy Birthday" in glitter. The birthday girl stood out, nevertheless, because she was the only one gift wrapped in a golden toga.  It pleases me to say they were having quite the good time.

Friday, January 28, 2011

Stripes & Boots....Devine Street

It was delight at first sight for me when I spied Chana and Tina. This darling pair of friends happened to be sporting two equally handsome interpretations of stripes and boots. I have no doubt my delight would only grow were I to spend more time around them. I suspect they are always a pleasure, even when not enjoying the thrill of an excellent shoe sale.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Laura....Preston Street

The green boots caught my eye, so I stopped this saucy redhead for a chat.

LM (pointing his fountain pen at her legs): Are those perchance what they call jeggings?
Laura: My jeans? I buy them in a can.
LM (looking serious, notes in his jotter "jeans in a can"): Indeed, madam, I am not familiar with jeans in a can.
Laura (grinning wickedly): Oh yes, I spray them on.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Josh & Max....Lady Street

Dear reader, I have folded to the demands of my friends at last--and purchased one of those telephones for your eye, or the mePhone, or whatever one calls it. I was trying to place a simple call today and inadvertently snapped this photo (much to the delight of my pal Millicent, who thinks the young man looks a bit like JFK Jr.).

Josh is, in fact, a wine entrepreneur, the founder of Spanish Vines, and he is a handsome fellow--and quite the good sport. I'm afraid my phone photo doesn't do him or his ensemble justice. (His shirt, for example, is a charming light blue check, but you can't make that out at all.) Perhaps one day I will master this contraption. His friend, Max, may be the shaggiest shaggy dog I've ever seen--simply amazing, that coat!

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Secret Society....Five Points

These two gentlemen turned heads as they made their way through Five Points with their rather impressive motorcycles, complete with studded accessories. Indeed, I only noticed their matching jackets after a second look.
I longed to tap one of them on the shoulder and inquire about this society, but that word "secret" made me rather reluctant to act. The skull and crossbones has long been a symbol for many things--graveyards, poison, pirates and indeed, secret societies. But the skull wearing a hoodie was new twist, at least for me. I attempted a little research and found no other examples; however, it was still time well spent.....
...because I did happen across this fearsome variation, on a delightful blog that collects interpretations of the skull and crossbones. Brilliant!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Molly....The Gourmet Shop

At a table surrounded by lovely young women, Molly stood out for me: I was intrigued by the pleated collar on her blue striped blouse and liked the way it framed her face. Such a good sport, she allowed me to interrupt her lunch for a photo. The blouse, she told me, came from Club Monaco.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Breakfast....Al Fresco

This darling young woman was having breakfast on the veranda at my local farmers' market, and I did like the way she'd bundled up. But I must say, it was the pretty smile beneath the brim of that beguiling hat that inspired me to remove my mittens long enough to take a photo.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

A Furry Hat....Hampton Street

Just as I was attempting to sneak up and capture this wild furry hat for my files (a new species for me), the wearer stopped--to examine the sole of her boot! Dear reader, it seems there is a downside to above-freezing temperatures when your neighbors don't scoop (and the poor woman had just stepped in it). Gentleman that I attempt to be, I tried to offer some assistance with clean up and in the process learned that the furry hat was a T.J. Maxx find, the striped sweater dress a recent purchase...and the boots? "Why, sir, I bought them at Kicks after seeing a similar pair on your blog." Indeed, I'm flattered.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011


On my way to a lovely little restaurant in downtown Sumter called Hamptons, I encountered this sophisticated woman. I do adore a beautiful woman with a restrained, understated style--in Sandra's case, a black cashmere coat, black sweater, black boots, and a silver grey scarf. I somehow felt I'd seen her before. She did not seem to recognize me (no surprise, I suppose, but a gentleman can hope). She did, however, offer to give me a more exciting pose....
...and so I discovered that this was a gorgeous woman who, in fact, did not take herself too seriously. Later, my luncheon companion solved the mystery of why the woman seemed familiar: it appears Sandra used to host a popular program on the Food Network. Perhaps that explains her excellent taste in restaurants.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Princess Caribou....The State House

Photographer Molly Harrell happened upon this photo shoot yesterday and graciously sent the image over to me. I have no idea who this appealing young lady might be; she's rather mysterious, not unlike the famed Princess Caraboo (who reportedly entranced my great great grandfather, among others). I suppose these two also share a trait with my postman: neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow shall stay them from their appointed rounds. Bravo!

Monday, January 10, 2011

Alison....Hand Middle School

Although the neighborhood children were thrilled to have a snow day, they insisted on going to school anyway, since apparently that's where people were gathering to have a romp. At their invitation, I tagged along and encountered darling Alison and her cute pup--quite a striking pair.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Natalie....Devine Street

My dear pal Millicent insisted that I accompany her to attend a shoe sale at Kicks on Devine Street. (She'd read about a pair of bargain cowboy boots on The Shop Tart and suddenly fancied herself a senior citizen version of Gwyneth Paltrow in that county music movie, if one can imagine that!)

At any rate, our outing gave me the opportunity to meet lovely Natalie, in the photo above. I thought she looked so smart in her coat, sweater and boots with the flourish of a glittering heart necklace. Her boots, she told me, she'd purchased at Kicks the day before at a fabulous price. She liked them so well that she'd returned to buy another pair in a different colour. I always find that sort of enthusiasm delightful, don't you?

Monday, January 3, 2011

Holiday Blizzard....Various Points North

There are always silver linings to find when weather makes travel impossible. In my case, I was stranded by a snow storm for the holiday week. Lucky for me, my saga took an old-fashioned twist (and, dear reader, you know my fondness for the Old-Fashioned).

I was taken in by a friendly farm family, of which this darling girl is a member. She and her parents made me feel very welcome, serving me many cups of tea and allowing me to participate in agricultural activities such as goat-milking, stall-shoveling and the like. Delightful! As was the cap the young lady donned to wear in the snow: I was amused by the long braids of yarn and admired her ensemble's silvery-grey palette.