2.06.2012

here's to you, katie.

I have a new hero. Ever heard of Matchbook magazine? It’s only the best magazine I’ve ever read (other than Real Simple and LDS Living, which have their own little corners of my heart). Anywho, I recently discovered the editorial director, Katie Armour. She has her own blog, The Neo-Traditionalist, and the first time I read it, I think I started hyperventilating. This girl is like my more stylish, better dressed, cooler coiffed alter ego!

 

Is she not the cutest thing you ever did see? I LOVE her manifesto. It’s everything I believe in but have never been able to put into words:

We believe…

We believe in being glass-half-full sorts of girls.

We believe that often times, granny is chic.

We believe in peddling vintage Schwinns with flower baskets.

We believe in poetry, picnics, and piñatas.

We believe one is never too old to keep a diary, the secrets only grow more scandalous.

We believe in arranging fresh flowers unruly like an English garden.

We believe in adventure and traveling the globe, be it to Marrakech or Malibu.

We believe in mixing lucite with oriental rugs. Thrift store finds with heirlooms.

We believe in handwritten thank you notes, better late than never.

We believe in needlepoint, letterpress, decoupage and forgiving Martha Stewart.

We believe in piggy banks and cookie jars.

We believe in book clubs full of Fitzgerald, Hemingway, Austen and Woolf.

We believe station wagons are hopelessly chic.
We believe in recycling our Grandmothers’ names. Eloise, Jackie, Faye…

We believe in collecting: stamps, shells, books, big glittering diamonds…

We believe in marrying the boy that writes us the best love letters.

We believe in highly competitive board games—Chess, Scrabble, Chutes & Ladders.

We believe in spontaneous road trips and charming, chintzy bed & breakfasts.

We believe there’s something to fortune cookies, wishbones and 4 leaf clovers.

We believe in classics, shaken and stirred.


My soul sister if there ever was one.

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