Proof that good things come in small (sparkly) packages.
- Karen Millen embellished sweater,
- The Frankie Shop trousers,
- Gucci tweed jacket,
- Miele Bianco bag,
- Farah Homidi Lip Compact in Red 1,
- Vince Camuto ballet flat,
get it before it's gone
get it before it's gone
get it before it's gone
Proof that good things come in small (sparkly) packages.
Too much fringe? Impossible. I'd also wear buttoned up like a shirt underneath a or it, layered over a .
Bag charm? Pendant? Tomato, tomahto. I’ll be wearing mine on my neck, thank you very much. (Plus, it's 30% off this price with the code )

Scrolling through my feed this morning, I was transported straight into Liffner’s cocktail party the other night in Manhattan. I could almost hear the hum of chatter, the clink of glasses, the laughter bouncing off marble and mid-century lines. The women—sleek, spirited, utterly New York—were draped in sharp tailoring and understated shine, each look anchored by a bag. Liffner’s creations took center stage: sculptural suede clutches nestled next to slouchy top-handle pouches, gleaming navy croc textures brushing against embossed leather. They didn’t just complete the outfits; they defined them. And maybe that’s the larger story here: bags are having a moment again—but not in that singular, “It bag” kind of way. This time, it’s about personality, shade, mood. The bag as punctuation, as little daily sculpture. It’s the finishing touch but in all shapes and sizes. My current go-to's: this satin Staud (Prada Spring 26 vibes!), this vintage Celine and this 3.1 Phillip Lim (last pic).