pho colonial

pho colonial

164 north ervay street
dallas, texas 75201

i’m wearing rag & bone leather-trimmed blazer, zara shift dress (in-stores for $69.99) and nude jimmy choo pointed pumps. carrying american apparel leather tote (close silhouette to celine cabas tote for only $99)

first male feature on DLT, but who can deny how man-chic this boy is?! forever making limoncello relevant, and the fit is incomparable. i can’t get over guys who know the value of tailoring, and i immediately want to snuggle up to them and ask who does their hemlines…

pho itself is a go-to for the downtown lunch crowd, and i often want an iv of the thai tea in my veins to get me through an afternoon. the bun is a favourite, with its light-yet-filling rice noodles beneath a monster vietnamese salad. today i found myself ordering the fried rice, which i typically opt into at restaurants which are solely rooted in thai cuisine, but when i got to the front of the uber-line of power-lunching bankers, i found myself ordering without thinking. guess my stomach overpowered my brain, and thank goodness. the fried rice rivaled that from Mint (on Oak Lawn) and topped with the house-made sirracha paste, it was over-the-top good… and i think my metabolism is still kicking it


frank’s outback part II

frank's outback part II

Dallas Looks Twice: Away Day (Pawleys Island, SC)

10434 Ocean Highway
Pawleys Island, South Carolina

she’s wearing tunic from lifelong favourite boutique augusta twenty – the fashion haven of teens, furman students, and mothers alike. from rachel zoe to the absolute chicest local artists’ handmade jewelry, friends jen and melissa do this place right. personally, i like to just go hang out and smell the votives. (to visit their website, click on photo), she also wears american apparel leggings, sam edelman sandals, and a j.crew woven clutch

yeah, yeah, yeah my tuna nacho stack was incredible (cheers to sirracha & spicy mayonnaise, the super duper turbocharged flavours of the decade) and the blackened mahi special did the Pawleys Island fishermen justice, but it was only when our sinfully beautiful waitress Hamilton (what a chic southern name) brought out the dessert menu did lust truly kick in. mouth watering, pulse racing, that kinda good… 12-layer caramel cake, derby pie, brownie that was manically killer… i could have taken the whole menu and stuffed it in my mouth and chomped on it til i was dragged out of that place by my cosabella bodysuit (necessary). go, go, go (pawleys, frank’s, just do it all)

frank’s outback pt I

frank's outback pt I

Dallas Looks Twice: Away Day (Pawleys Island, SC)

10434 Ocean Highway
Pawleys Island, South Carolina

i’m wearing helmut by helmut lang dress, zara heels (still online and in-store for less than $45. i got them in 3 colors and the roi paid them back in full in less than 2 weeks. run)

frank’s is essentially THE place to come at pawleys/litchfield/debordieu, and it’s packed out every single night in the summer (so is its offspring, the more casual and arguably more fun and often more tasty, frank’s outback)

pawleys island is the nantucket of the south. its residents and semi-residents deem it “arrogantly shabby”, a phrase that truly does its charm complete justice. although the homes are in the multimillions, they are likely to have bare wooden floors from the early 20th century (at the latest), dismal kitchens, and dreadful wicker furniture. needless to say, step out on the porch or rinse off in the outdoor shower and you’ll understand. i have woken up here every summer from a young age, and have always looked forward to curling up in my Pawleys Island Hammock (world-famous, and rightfully so) with a small traveling library and listening to the sea and frying myself to a crisp (age 24, some things never change, although i graduated from gossip girl to sheryl sandberg’s lean in, also a must-read)

as long as i’ve been running around in the most fashionable of one-pieces, i’ve also looked forward to our evenings at frank’s


our trip to africa was much the same

big a$$ smiles
insane weaving-homemade clothing at its finest
the masks, though



Last year, during my trip to South Africa I started documenting via photographs every smiley face I came across just for fun. Later on I decided to run them on the blog mainly because I wanted to share the infectious effect these photos had at first. I already posted a photo from the day I shot this image but this left-over makes me smile every time it pops up on my editing batch so I decided to share. These girls laughed so hard I couldn’t help but stop shooting to laugh with. I relive that day every time I see this image, I can almost hear the roar of their laughter in Unison as they catch their breath. I am smiling as I type this …..

photo by Allen Coleman ♣

Location: Braamfontein, Johannesburg

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