It's Monday! Style column day. Or should I say: hat day?
Back when Okka and I shared an office, we'd have "writing cap days". An invention of Okka's and one that was quite genius. When either of us was wearing a woollen cap, the other one knew: she has to concentrate on writing and in order for her to finish the damn article without having a nervous [...] hat kind of day
It's Monday! Style column day. Or should I say: hat day?
Back when Okka and I shared an office, we'd have "writing cap days". An invention of Okka's and one that was quite genius. When either of us was wearing a woollen cap, the other one knew: she has to concentrate on writing and in order for her to finish the damn article without having a nervous [...] 
This week, I cheered for the knitting Grannys behind Danish high fashion, got very excited by the news that J.Crew now ship to Germany (and, in fact, anywhere else in the world), admired Sandra's mom in her blue velvet pants and dreamt about having tea with Karl Lagerfeld.
But what I mostly did was fall in love all over again.
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Fashion resolution: Think about this picture when I stand in front of my closet in the future and declare that "I've got nothing to wear!" Because sometimes good can be as simple as jeans, a sweater and a good blazer.
Meredith Melling Burke in Paris, September 2011. 
Thanks to Okka and the style column for Slomo, I'm suddenly excited about Mondays. Today's (surprisingly exciting) subject: corduroys!
There are some things in my closet that I just can't explain (three random examples: a flower print dress with a puffball skirt, a pair of sheer white cotton trousers, a nylon baseballjacket). But I can explain why I now [...] 
*"Have you seen the new Zara lookbook yet?" Okka emailed me a couple of days ago. Oh yes! I instantly fell in love with Look 2. And most of the other pieces with flower prints. Perhaps because they look so unabashedly romantic. Perhaps because I also fell in love with this picture from the Sartorialist this week. And because they remind me of the moment I took [...] 
