I’ve been contending with an eerie marine layer for the last couple of days while my mom (who lives about 50 miles away) has been slathering on sunscreen, and planting flowers. I don’t get it. Where’d my sunshine go?
This Lauren Moffatt jacket is one of the chicest wardrobe investments I’ve ever made. I bought it about six, or seven years ago at a small boutique in Georgetown, and I haven’t stopped wearing it since. The gold snap buttons are a bit tarnished, but I couldn’t care less; it adds character.
NB: yep, I’m wearing a golf hat. I know they’re totally 2000 and late; ask me if I care. I’ve had at least one for as long as I can remember, and I love them for both bad hair ponytail days, and golfing obviously (since I tend to channel ‘Caddyshack’ on the links).