Hair New Era

Sadly, with the weather getting rapidly cooler and the sunny days fading, I'll be putting my beloved scooter into storage for the season. I suppose if I really had some cajones I could ride it year-round, but that would require some heavy-duty coveralls (Carharts and work gloves, anyone?) that I'm just not willing to bust out.

But a girl can still dream, and evidently I have been, since these are three images of absolutely fab girls on the go that I bookmarked recently:

How stylin' is this scooter fashionista? If only I looked so glam. Instead, I rock a bobble-head helmet in lieu of this chic hat. Safety first, right?


Forget the limo - this is my kind of wedding transportation (other than wedding bikes of course). Wee vintage cars are always my fave.


And as much as I love to hate her, Olivia Palermo really is lovely. Though I refuse to believe she's actually going to ride that bicycle in those shoes.

How do you get around? (That sounded wrong.) Fall is still a nice time for bikes and walks in the crunchy leaves before the weather turns cold and bitter and I practically run to my car each morning. I must remind myself to take advantage and be my own chic girl on the go while I still can...

Photo credits: 1- photo by Laura Sciacovelli for Vogue UK (October 2010), via Fashion Spreads, 2- via Say Yes to Hoboken, 3- Olivia Palermo in London, from The Sartorialist.

Photo by Rodney Smith

Amazing news: the police recovered my scooter!

My poor scoot scoot is definitely worse for the wear - because it's been hot-wired, it turns on just fine, but doesn't actually turn off (I was standing there, key in hand in the police station parking lot, having turned the key and removed it from the ignition, and couldn't figure out why the bike was still running! thank goodness for the kill switch!), there is some damage to the body and paint job (which was custom and may not be reparable), the headlamp is broken and the license plate was ripped off brutishly, but it's in one piece and runs, so I'm not (really) complaining!

I am so thankful. I was semi-convinced I would never see it again (since poor B had his stolen and it never came back). To those of you that called, emailed, texted me or left a comment here, thank you so much for your kind words and well-wishes. I am so happy to have le scooter back!

I honestly want to do cartwheels:

Photo by Ericka McConnell

I'm off bright and early tomorrow morning to take the scooter to a motorcycle/scooter place to see if they can fix it (and how much it's going to cost me), so one more bout of good juju would be great. ;) Here's hoping the blue scoot is back on the road soon enough!

Thank you all again! xoxo, r.

Friends, my scooter was stolen today (while we weren't home) from in front of our condo building - despite the three locks that were intertwined through the brakes/front wheel and attached to the metal railing of our building's front stairs. I've filed a police report but there are no guarantees that they'll ever find it; scooters are a hot item (especially in the summertime) and very easy to lift/hotwire (although I had hoped all those locks were a deterrent). Who knew they'd be able to take the scooter - locks, cover, helmet and all - in one fell swoop in broad daylight?

I've sent out a tweet about it to the webiverse and asked others to retweet (this is that tweet), just to get the info out and around town. Another scooter similar to mine was stolen from our neighborhood (one court over) last night and the police found it this evening. Some people a few neighborhoods away saw some guys trying to hotwire a scooter, thought it seemed odd and called the cops, so they were able to retrieve it safe and sound.

Peeps. Since I didn't get in until 3am last night (no, I wasn't partying it up; I was doing this) and didn't get to bed until even later, I am currently trying to catch up on some much-needed sleep before I have to run off to work. I will hopefully be able to post something later this evening, but for now, I am either napping or working. So tired. (It was worth it though.)

I will leave you with this in the meantime:

Last night, driving home at 3am on my scooter, I was actually able to notice all the smells throughout town. During the day I never get this sensation, and I certainly don't get to breathe it in that way when driving in the car (even if the windows are down).

Luckily, this ain't no NYC, so the smells weren't too bad - it was really more the smell of the bay breeze, a neighbor's plants and flowers, or trees in different parts of town. It was so nice to absorb the slightly chilly air as I zipped home, alone on the road and with no headlights in sight.

However, I did smell one particularly heinous tree - I believe some call it, ahem, a "semen tree"? My friend Jess thinks it's a ginkgo tree. Whatever it is, it's nasty. Luckily, not much farther downtown, the smell of azaleas, magnolias and even roses wafted up as I zoomed by. I love the oncoming spring/summer.

Photo 1 via coco + kelley; photo 2 by Kentaroo Tryman for Johner Images.

Be back soon! xoxo, sleepy girl.

Photo via Mary Ruffle

Happy Friday!

Another busy, busy day. I gotta run, but wanted to say hello and happy Friday! The sun is shining and I've got a scooter all prepped to go for the weekend. I certainly can't complain. :) I hope you have a fabulous weekend and see you back here Monday!

And in case you're feeling less bubble-gum-sunshine-y and more edgy, I'll leave you with this pic of someone's bad-ass grandma:

Isn't she cool?

Photo from The Sartorialist of course.

I think that might officially be the worst blog title ever. MC Hammer, you can thank me later for the surge in Google searches of your name after this...

Good morning! Happy Tuesday! I am back in blogland! Huzzah!

With temps supposedly as high as 80 degrees today, I'm thinking it might be time to bring out ye ole blue scooter from winter retirement and take it to work instead of driving the car (sunroof open or not). I only wish my hair looked this good after the quick commute:

...because I can assure you it does not. I either have crazy rats' nest tangles or severe helmet head. Yes, I have a secure white helmet that makes me look like a bobblehead doll - safety first!

This girl looks chic, too, as only the Milanese can:

I tried that scarf-on-head business and all I got was a loss of 30 bucks after the silk scarf flew off my head. What you say? Bobby pins? Oops.

Either way, I can't wait to start up the Vespa and go for a ride. Do you have any fun warm-weather plans in mind?

Photo via What Possessed Me; photo 2 via The Sartorialist