Archives for the month of: December, 2011

After my Banana case fell, like, twelve times, I figured it was time to get my IPhone a new outfit. But since I pull it out so often, I wanted it to be a good one.  When I saw this Swash case on netaporter, I had an Ooh La La moment, a rare occurrence with something as plebeian as an IPhone accessory. Designed by a scarf company, you can easily see why it’s so gorge. Now when you want to show off your gawgeous kids by way of the Hipstamatic application, (I maintain that all children look cuter through a vintage lens,) you can also show off your gawgeous phone. Instant upgrade!


I’m always looking for non-messy art projects (the messy ones like spin art and water colors get saved for my mother’s art studio,) and my friend Joanna swears that tape rolls equal hours of fun (of maizes, collages and “floor art.”) The ones she suggested are from Lakeshore Learning, a California education system staple, but I one-upped her and found this Pantone-ish Marks Masking Tape dispenser from one of my favorite French sites, Little Fashion Gallery. Now is French tape really better than American tape? You be the judge.

It’s rare that Hannukkah and Christmas overlap, so our gift-giving is still going strong. After seeing Kim Krans’ ABC Dream book written about here and there, I decided to order it for Rafi, who is now into the alphabet. I tend to buy books for the following reasons: it came highly recommended, is a kid’s classic, or has insanely gorgeous illustrations. And if you glimpsed at even just the cover of this book, you’d know which category it falls into. The rest of Krans’ site is interesting, filled with all sorts of whimsical posters and cards. But if there is a toddler in your home, this book will make “B is for Braid!” a whole lot more enjoyable for you. Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and Happy Hannukkah!

My dear friend Juan Carlos Obando gave my girls these crazy Pantone Barbie dolls that Mattel sent him. Let’s just say that one of them came with an IPad and chunky heels. My mom blasted me for allowing them in the house. “These are not what real women are supposed to look like, girls!” is what I kept reminding my kids. Even though the real reason I don’t really want them in my house is because they’re butt, not because they are anatomically incorrect…Girls have Vogue from just about every country to teach them about unattainable figures. Anyway, a doll I can really get behind is this one from Lanvin. She poses no controversy save for the price. And no artsy mother of mine is going to question my ethics for letting her into the home. Except for my spending ethics, but that’s another story.

I feel as if I am constantly apologizing for my greasy hair. Let’s just say that getting Gemma to gymnastics winter camp in Culver City at 9AM has not been a good look for me. And I often wish I had a decorative headband to pull it all together. I would team it less with a peter pan collar and more with a slouchy sweatshirt as headbands can be a dangerous accessory. Tread lightly! Anyhoo, I am recently intrigued by, which sells (mostly) accessories from designers around the world, all for under 500 bones. I tripped upon this little hair gem and wonder if it would be a nice addition to my every-other-day-ish washed hair.



DRESS UP! by Macaroon Original’s Zoe Schaeffer

Posted on December 19, 2011 by admin


We are excited to have mother of two Zoe Schaeffer from the stylish blog Macaroon Originalsharing her thoughts on dress up and imaginative play.

Out of nowhere my older daughter became enamored with the Wovenplay “Indian Princess” tiaras that I bought her (while she was still in the womb, mind you) that have been perched on an I Golfini Della Nonna panda bear’s head for the past few years. I seriously thought the headresses would serve as room décor until she pulled them out to wear while building with magna tiles or dancing to new tunes. Which means…I now have license to really go for it! Already purchased: a one-of-a-kind Birdskull headpiece from Thumbeline and a hand-made headband version from some chick in Germany. The floodgates have officially been opened. On top of these purchases came a “dress up wardrobe.” You know. An open closet meant for over-the-top tutus, Sarah’s Silks Mermaid get-ups, DIY capes, and (obviously,) head gear galore. I see few problems with this new set-up: I’m encouraging imaginative play, organizing the chaos, and satiating an editorial nostalgia, left behind from years having worked as assistants at Conde Nast.

Even at my daughter’s Pre-School, a little bohemian spot in LA where girls can’t wear dresses, skirts, or anything they can’t get down-and-dirty in, has a closet full of princess costumes and fairy dresses alike, because our Director (who has a PhD in Early Childhood Development,) believes in the power of dress up. A flouncy skirt in the sandbox is a no-no but a mermaid on the swing is completely kosher. I like it!

When my brother and I were growing up in a small Manhattan apartment, my ex-hippie parents would fill up trunks with seventies stuff  (think squash heels, hand knit hats and patchwork denim,) and that’s how we rolled. Whatever was in the trunk was what went on our bodies (no fairy princess here!) It wasn’t really about what we were trying to become, rather than imagining we could be someone else. And while my friend Joanna claims her daughter is “so done” with this stage at age five, I believe she never switched gears from princesses to ninja geishas (or whatever my friend Jewels claims her seven year old has moved on to.) So yes! The dress up never goes away, it just changes. Meaning, I still live for dressing up, myself. But these days it’s in my Dries and Marni splurges.

Zoe Schaeffer lives in LA with her two daughters, Gemma and Rafi. Be sure to check out her blog,Macaroon Original,  for tons of stylish tips and great finds. Images courtesy of Wovenplay and Birdskull – thank you!



My good friend Mike Smith directed me to a website that gages your blog’s popularity and ranking. To which, I discovered, Macaroon Original is around the eight millionth most popular blog online! So thank you, my (four) followers, for keeping me so relevant in the online world. That said, I did tell Michael this: If you want advertising, traffic counts. But long ago, I decided that wasn’t a goal of mine, so it really don’ matta. Rather, I wanted to create another small brand after the shutter of my LA boutique, and for that, you want the right people to be reading. Over the past few years, I’ve discovered that the eyes that I want on this site are here, and so for that, I will thank you all for real for your patience and interest. This post is a shout out to all the blogs that I follow, all the readers that follow Macaroon, and to the “love and warfare” that accompany trying to keep your head above water as a parent. Below is a cushion I want to place in my kid’s room to remind me of the constant beautiful battle.

One of our holiday gifts to the girls is a puppet theatre. And by “puppet theatre” I mean: a wooden structure from Sarah’s Silks which you drape celestial scarves over for a curtain-like effect. It could be a major hit or a big, fat downer. I’ll report back. In my mind the kids will put on shows for one another (hours of new fun!) but who the F knows. I found beautiful Folkmanis prince and princess puppets for my ballerina-obsessed sisters but I can imagine my little nephews enjoying this super awesome shark puppet (maybe he eats the princess, I don’t know.) Regardless of how the stage goes down, you can never go wrong with an aggressive ocean dweller stuffed on your hand.

I read once that Carine Roitfeld hates bags because she thinks “they’re ugly.” I’m a little obsessed with that notion, as I kind of  have to agree. And that statement excludes a great clutch, which she says she prefers…We’re like soul mates! I always struggle with finding a unique bag that isn’t so over-produced or over-editorialized (I left those “It” items behind in my twenties, when a Accessories Editor friend convinced me that I’d tire of the Dior bag shape that resembled a guitar.) True that. So when I found these artful, Colombian-designed bags from Silvia Tcherassi, I became giddy. I think the strategy with these carry-alls is to team them with a fresh leather jacket or chunky knit sweater, not a maxi skirt or let’s say, anything patchwork. And while it looks small, the measurements ensure space for all the necessary fixins: Art To Go sets, a mini cardigan and snacks du jour. And I checked, it’s not at Barney’s…

Princess plates can ruin a good looking brunch, c’mon now. For me, there is only one brand of tabletop for kids that is charming enough to be worked in with your Heath ceramics. And that is, non-shockingly, Smiling Planet. Charming, check. Earth friendly, obvs. Expanding into placemats, coming soon! And I hear that “fine china” is in the works, which I find very intriguing. But for now, you can place the sweet peace plates next to your Farmer’s Market dahlias and vintage silverware they’ll blend on in. And while brunch may not last long before a meltdown or a tossed scone, at least the table will look dignified.


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