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For all of us tough chicks who think that wearing heels is just foolish and keeps you from getting to where you need to go, this brand is for you. A little outdoorsy, a bit seaside, and a lot classy in that tomboy sort of way, Kat McMillan’s line of women’s shoes, named Mrs P. Hicks, are sumptuous for-her renditions of those leather Chukkas and Canoe boots that you have been coveting in your hubby’s closet.
“Artisanal” is a word that’s generously tossed around these days, but the craftsmen at Makr Carry Goods truly abide by the philosophy. Their bags and small leather goods are designed and crafted from start to finish by the Makr team – sketched, stained, laser etched, cut, stitched, buffed, waxed and detailed. No flashy logos or flamboyant shapes. No florid embellishments. Their signature is strong, understated design with a practical point of view.
While perusing the child-centric wares of one of my favorite Tel Aviv shops, Carousella, I came across these oversized baskets by Franco-Senegalese company Europ’Africa Deco…
This super-ambitious, 365 day-long, A Year of Tees project by designer Keith Walsh has resulted in a 200+ piece collection (That’s January 2010 – today) of graphically simple & bold tees…
Our baby niece Lir is pretty much the apple of YZ’s and my eye, making it hard to resist buying her every little cute thing that we come across. But, when we stumbled upon a beautiful striped bunny by Tel Aviv label Timo in a boutique in Jaffa, we just had to add the critter to Lir’s collection of toys. Totally in line with Lir’s parent’s philosophy of hugging (not mugging) the earth, each toy is…
Ok, ok. So the ball & chain is right: I have a bag fetish. It’s actually a container obsession: our house is full of oddly shaped jars, vintage cans, quirky bowls & trays – all holding tchotkies I’ve gleaned over many years of foraging flea markets, boutiques and the like. But, yes, bags, pouches, fabric zippie things – sign me up. Now, although not one of the gazillion New Yorkers that swears by her bike (I’ve purchased a few over my NYC years, subsequently biked to some rendez-vous and parked the thing, only to leave it there, abandoned forever), I have officially fallen for the cowgirl meets fashionista meets bike-messenger accessories over at Death and Texas’ Etsy store…
Gosh… Where do I even start. I boycotted Dissect-a-Frog day in middle school. My teachers saw it coming though, and sat me down with an IBM and the CD-Rom of the 6th grade science massacre. Now, if only Crafty Hedgehog’s knitted version had been available at the time…
