my goodies.

my goodies.

I just got back from Taiwan a couple of weeks ago and last night I found myself talking to someone who has family there. Now talking about Taiwan would provoke emotions about family, etc. in, I dunno, most nice grandkids, but most of all I found myself rhapsodizing about the food. Call me an uncaring bastard, but when you have such goodies at hand, it's hard to think about anything else.

french navy

french navy

Pajama sets usually make me think of fifties Hollywood, but not usually in a wearable way. However, I've become completely obsessed with these pjs from J.Crew. The piping is to die for. I'd love a cream linen set with navy piping and my initials monogrammed. It's more French than Cary Grant. It's Jane Birkin waking up in the morning, throwing on the pajama shirt, and sitting on the balcony and smoking. When I spotted this image of Claude Chabrol in his personal best, it all made sense. I still don't know if I can personally pull them off, but don't they look great?
image from here.