The Art of Uniform Dressing


When your little sister has had a terrible, rotten, no good day and asks you to meet her at your favorite nail salon, you drop your plans, and you go.

Whilst soaking my feet in hot water and jasmine scented bubbles, I caught up on the March issue of Glamour and was really inspired reading an article by Emily Holt called The case for the art of uniform dressing. I sat up abruptly out of my foot-pleasured induced coma and read the article and then I read it again. YES! This is what I have always naturally gravitated towards, been drawn towards in other women whose style I admire.

Holt examines the functionality and elegance that dressing in a personal uniform allows women. She holds up Coco Chanel, Audrey Hepburn, and Jenna Lyons as examples, who have all worn (basically) different versions of the same outfit which has made them iconic. Not only does dressing with a uniform pares down all the noise until you see the soul of who you really are, but the simplicity allows people to remember the elegant YOU, not the clothes.

After reading this article I realized that I am constantly drawn to different versions of heels, jeans, and a button down shirt. It might be black jeans one day or ripped boyfriend jeans the other day, but when I feel the most comfortable I am in fact wearing a uniform of sorts.

What are you naturally drawn to? What do you find yourself the most confident in and reaching for, again and again? I’d love to hear your responses!

Now my toes are a glistening red and I think I am going to go rid my closet of that peplum shirt I never wear…


Marissa Webb, designer and Banana Republic executive, always seems to favor tight jeans, a blousy top, and gold jewelry and she constantly comes across as relaxed and easy elegance.





Sarah Harris, Fashion Features editor of British Vogue, is known for her long silver mane, easy pants and heels combo, and elegant clutch.




xo xo Liz



I have thick, long blonde hair.

I do weird things to it.

I am told that people with hair like mine get obsessive about it’s care. I wish I were one of those people. I just recently started brushing my hair consistently. And getting it trimmed. I frequently dye it really random colors and I am CONTINUOUSLY growing my bangs out and then cutting them again myself. I am every hairdresser’s nightmare.

Pam (she’s my amazing hair lady), I’m sorry that I am obsessive compulsive about bangs and I am sorry that I am lazy about my hair. I really am trying to get better.

The last time I gave myself a haircut it was 4’clock in the afternoon and embolden by a glass of wine and plenty of glossy fashion magazines, I cut my fringe myself. I felt like I did a pretty damn good job, considering. The hairdresser I went in to for a trim next asked if I had cut it with a set of nail clippers. Um no, is that even possible?!

Anywho, ALL of that is to say that the gorgeous Betty is the reason I am chopping them again.

My bangs I mean.

I mean look at them.

They are perfection.

With this level of piece-iness and length, one could easily sweep them casually to the side, OR fluff them up a bit and voilia….bangs!!!

Here’s to bangs. Until two weeks in the future when I am cursing my own name….

Peace out my bangin babes…






Here’s to bangs. Until two weeks in the future when I am cursing my own name….

Peace out my bangin babes…

xo xo Liz

Lunch & Conversation at the Beachside Bar-Cafe







In my opinion there is nothing more decadent or enjoyable than a late lunch that includes your favorite humans while you linger over a table groaning with food and iced bubbly for several hours. Of course, the conversation must be as efferescent as the champagne. My sister does say that I am a lush, but that is neither here nor there.

Last week my cousins and family and I had the wonderful opportunity to do just that;  linger over a table with incredible views and even better food. Welcome to the Beachside Bar-Cafe located next to the pier in Goleta, CA with stunning views of UCSB.

When you walk inside it is all bright light, old wooden surf boards, and oyster bars, and really how can one be anything but jolly when faced with all of that? I ordered the Blackberry Pecan Salad with Salmon and it was hands down the best salad I’ve ever eaten in my entire life. I didn’t feel like I was eating a salad, I felt like I was embarking on a culinary happy dance. No joke.

If you are ever in the area, I highly recommend stopping by!

xo xo Liz

Spring Break

Can you smell that? It is a heady mix of sunscreen, coconut, and salty skin…also known as spring break. This past week at college the classrooms have been mostly bare, except for the most stubborn of students (or those who just realized attendance counts toward their final grade). Even the professors have been longing for freedom. I am going to spend the week bronzing my decidedly pale limbs on the beach, catching up on the rest of my homework, and of course, going wine tasting in Santa Barbara with friends!

Here is a peek of what’s on my inspiration board lately, what’s been influencing you?







xo xo Liz

Here’s To You, Old Sport!!!



Yesterday was F. Scott Fitzgerald’s birthday, and I can’t think of a better way to honor him than to mix up a drink and knock a few back. Here’s to you, Old Sport!

I adapted this recipe from Martha Stewart’s version

Fitzgerald’s Lemon Whiskey Sour

½ cup fine sugar, more for glass rims.

1 ¾ cups whiskey

1 cup lemon juice

Handful of ice cubes, plus more for glasses

Cherries, lemon peels and mint all for garnish

Combine whiskey, sugar, lemon juice, and ice cubes in a pitcher (or a saucepan like I did) and stir until the sugar is dissolved.

Rub glass rims with lemon wedge and dip rims in sugar. Add lemon peel and ice cubs to glass and pour your Lemon Whiskey Sour into a glass. Add cherries and mint for garnish.


Also, I would highly suggest eating some type of carbs with this particular cocktail, or you will be more than shmammered. Hammered. You will, dear reader, be quite drunk.


xo xo Elizabeth

Falling Short








Shorts and heels. You can hear an entire generation collectively shuddering, and can you blame them? I have always associated heels/shorts and heels/short skirts combos as…..”slutty”. Sorry, but I have!!

Unless you have that certain messy French look about you, when you pair shorts and heels you run the risk of looking common.

Until I purchased these heels and added a preppy little sweater over a Ralph Lauren gingham tunic that is….I think the result is perfect for these just barely chilly days that have us transitioning into fall!

xo xo Elizabeth

Winter Coats: Splurge VS Steal…

Splurge: Roland Mouret Vallenar two-tone double-crepe coat $959
Steal: Dorothy Perkins Ivory and Black Duster Coat $95


I can remember as a child my mother coming to kiss me goodnight before heading off to a ball or some formal dinner with my father when we were living in Scotland. She had a great camel hair coat that seemed to envelop her in its folds, transforming her from my familiar mother who smelled of vanilla into this truly elegant creature.

A good coat is one of the staples of every stylish woman’s wardrobe, and since it’s such a long-term item, I think it’s worth spending more on something you’re going to wear every day for at least 3 months of the year! Even longer if you live on the East Coast or Britain! Don’t forget that during the colder winter months your coat/jacket is the first thing people will see about you, so make a good impression!

I have a tendency to buy most of my clothing in neutral colors…i.e. black, white, tan…until recently. Lately, I haven’t been able to wear enough shocking pink, cobalt blue, or animal print to suit me and I think my skin tone is the better for it! Last week I snagged a vibrant green lady-like dress coat from Banana Republic for such a steal that it’s almost ludicrous. Almost, but not quite.

Personally, I think I may save up for the Zara camel coat to update my winter wardrobe. What’s on your winter wardrobe wish list???


 xo xo Elizabeth

Nice To Meet You!

So. Here we are. You have found yourself on yet another lifestyle blog of a 20-something-year-old Californian who dreams of hitting the big time.

Except, I am different.

I am the only blogger you will meet who has cowboyed for a living.

Even then, I preferred heels and dresses when I went to town as opposed to jeans and cowboy boots.

I contracted Lyme disease when I was 19, almost died twice, and came out the other side knowing exactly what I didn’t want in life. And it turns out that fashion and cooking and writing were exactly what I did want in my life!

So now days I spend my time studying to be a Medical Transcriptionist, working on a cookbook, riding my horses, acting as a media consultant, and wearing heels every chance I get.

This blog is going to have lots of style posts, recipes, and horse pictures. I hope you enjoy!

 xo xo Elizabeth