The Road to 2014

{Military jacket: Vintage Marc Jacobs. Graphic sweater: From a clothing swap. Have one! Leggings: H&M. Booties: c/o Marshall’s. Photographed by my mama Beth Culbreth.} Quoting my friend Kevin, “I want to put a fork in 2013, a silver Tiffany & Co. fork wrapped in a blue box.” Amen, Kevin, Amen. I’ve been looking forward to this January 1 more than any other January 1 in my lifetime. Tonight, when the clock strikes 12, I get a brand new 365, a chapter that is yet to be written. And I’m embracing it with arms open so wide I probably look like a crazy loon trying to hug a year. Don’t get me wrong, 2013 had amazing highs, like sharing my blog in ways I never dreamed of: the Today show, Marie Claire, Self, NBC6, designing a Smart car, being recognized by The New Times, shooting a promo for Phillip Lim. Amazing. I sent my mini me to kindergarten, I…Read More



Biting the Hand that Helps Promote You

{Dress: Style Mafia. Booties: Bib + Tuck. Photographed by Simonett Pereira.} The new year doesn’t start for at least another day and a half, so I still have some time left to climb up on my soapbox and bitch about the things that annoy me before this whole new me, new outlook on life bandwagon everyone jumps on January 1. I’ll be softer and kinder in 2014. For now I’m going to do me—uncensored. So here goes: The other day this story from Refinery29 popped up on my newsfeed. While the story itself does not hate on fashion bloggers, the derogatory comments that were posted along with it by people on my “friends” list really caught me off guard. Hi. I’m a fashion blogger. I can see your haterade. The jabs didn’t just come from average joes either. I’m talking about direct hits from publicists who have hired me, along…Read More



Getting Back to My Roots

{Flannel shirt: Forever 21. Tank: Forever 21. Leggings: H&M. Boots: Ecco Pawi Pull On. Train track shots photographed by my Mama, Beth Culbreth.} I don’t normally dress like a lumberjack. In fact, the last time I even wore plaid was back in the ’90s, during the grunge era, when I was in high school. Back then I wore it with Doc Martens. Today, I’m wearing it with beautiful Ecco boots. But, sometimes, life calls for flannel. Like when you’re in the middle of nowhere Panhandle Florida, aka Defuniak Springs, and it’s legit cold. And sometimes the last place you want to be is exactly where you should be. You see, I haven’t been home for Christmas in two years. Calling it home is a stretch, because I never actually lived in Defuniak Springs. I grew up in Destin, but somewhere along my non-Panhandle timeline, my family moved to Defuniak Springs,…Read More



December Beauty Board

It’s the most wonderful time of the year—only you still haven’t purchased half the gifts you need to because you keep buying stuff for yourself instead. I get ‘ya. Here are a few ideas for yourself and otherwise. What I most love about the holidays makeup-wise are all the gift sets. Napoleon Perdis, Pixi and Edward Bess have these playful glosses. All are neutral, soft shades for a natural look. Perfect for puckering up under the mistletoe. Holiday candles are also the best. This one from Nest, available at Neiman Marcus, is simple amazing. Called Opulence by Ken Downing, it’s sugarplum fairy meets sandalwood for holiday that will last well into the new year. Living in Florida makes it hard to get into the Christmas spirit, especially this year when it’s summer part 2. This Holiday home scent from Nest at Neiman Marcus is amazing for giving your home that…Read More



It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas …

Some pretty, pretty exciting things are happening at Maison de Milly and Ginger (that’s what we call our house). We got our first real Christmas tree. Enough with the fantastic plastic substitute, it’s time for the real deal. Only, I have never done this before, so I had no idea what I was getting myself into. But that wasn’t going to stop me. Early on Saturday, kiddo and I got in the car and drove to a tree sales center (aka tent with trees), and I told Milly to go for it, pick out whichever one she liked. And she did—within the first 30 seconds of our arrival. Did you know these things cost around $75? I had no idea and given my ability to kill orchids at an astronomical rate, I started to get sweaty palms. For $75, I was hell-bent on keeping this thing alive. OK, so I’ve…Read More



Take Flight

{Top: Wet-look Leggings: American Apparel. Leather Vest: Vintage. Booties: Steve Madden. Belaga Bag: c/o Ecco. Necklace: Vintage Avon. Nails: Essie Luxedo. Photographed by Maria Tettamanti.} So, I booked a ticket home to see my mama and crew for Christmas. And she has been posting something on Facebook at least twice a day since the whole thing became official. You’ve probably seen it. I think she even took out a Facebook ad that read something to the effect of her Miami girls coming to visit. Excited? You bet. Freaked out? Totally. Why? Because I have to fly. With kid. Just me and kid. No one to hold my hand. Except kid. And my 5-year-old is totally going to be braver than I will be in this situation. But I can’t let her know that. I haven’t been on a plane in over a year now. And the longer I wait, the…Read More



If It’s Good Enough for Marilyn Monroe …

“And don’t forget to take your polish with you,” Felicia says after she finishes my top coat. It’s all part of the service at the new Marilyn Monroe Spas at Midtown. The salon’s concept is to make sure everything used on your nails is your own—because sharing isn’t always caring. In fact, it’s kind of icky thinking about all the nails that file has shaped before you. But not here. At the start of each service, you receive brand new tools, top and base coats transferred to small containers that are only for you and a polish that is then given to you after your finish. Not only is it a very sanitary practice, it also comes in handy when you have a chip situation in the days following your mani. With pics of Marilyn Monroe on the walls (you know I’m obsessed with her, right?), comfy seats and more…Read More

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PTBD: Post Traumatic Basel Disorder

It came, it went. Basel, the blur that causes one to go to more events in one week than most people go to in an entire year is finally behind us. Yes, there was art that spoke to my soul, and yes, there were events that were worthy of greeting the sun after, but for the most part it’s all just a mish mash that left us like pinballs ricochetting from one art fair tent and party to the next. And as a result, we are left with only our iPhone pics to put together what we saw, what we did, where we went. To keep things short and sweet, since (at three days out) the last thing you want to hear again is the actual word “Basel,” I’ve created a recap of how it all went down, complete with my Basel quotes of the night. And it goes little…Read More



It’s a Barbie Party—And You’re All Invited

{This is happening!} Last week I mentioned something exciting was happening for me during Art Basel Miami Beach. And this is it! The vintage Barbie art David Harris and I created for  by D+G will be on display at The Local House at Sense Beach House (also known as a Barbie art hotel) all through Basel. And we are kicking off the event with a Barbie party today, December 3 from 2-5 p.m. Think lots of Barbie art, the dolls used in the shoot, pink drinks, pink snacks, mini manis by Marilyn Monroe Spas at Midtown and a braid bar by my friends at Blo Midtown. I hope you can stop by and see the work we created. It all started as art for Milly (aka Kiddo’s) room. And thanks to my dear friend Erin, who encouraged me to take it further, this art will now be a part…Read More