Best way to hail a cab. Ever.

Kate Spade Taxi mittens, as seen in NYmag.com's gift guide.

If I'm on anyone's list: These top mine.

A collective sigh

All sunsets are magnificent. The close of the day, the last spot of light, a moment to reflect, to pause. Some of them, however, set fire to the sky and stop your heart from wonder. You sigh. You hear an echo, look over and realized the neighbor did too. A moment shared.

Saturday, November 16th's sky was ablaze. This one's for you abc. A brilliant end to a meaningful day, and the hope of a new day.

The way I see it.

Everything looks better in red.

About Today.

Forget the statement rings, the carefully layered necklaces or my signature stack of bangles (even my favored candy-colored Lucite ones). Today my accessory of choice is a sticker - my I VOTED sticker. It might be "just a sticker," nothing permanent about that, but yet, it is so much more. And in some ways, it is permanent. Today that sticker means I, and a record number of my countrymen and women, took part in history.

As I cast my ballot (#52), I was overwhelmed by the energy in my polling place - the excitement, the sense of purpose, the commitment to the future and the reverence of an act so simple, yet so powerful. I thought about the historical and exciting elections in the past. The elections that drew crowds and brought change. I thought about the women's suffrage movement and that first election following the ratification of the 19th Amendment in 1920 (not so very long ago).

Unless you've been living under a rock, you're aware of the historical characteristics of this election. Here's another: Americans coming together in seriously record numbers to take part in the democratic process and cast their vote for their candidate of choice. Standing in line, not across lines today. Voting is the biggest granter of equality. Your vote counts as much as my vote, as much as either candidates' votes. We're all equal. This is a reminder of that.

Now, get out and vote - the polls are still open. Get in on the action. Take your place in history. And document it - you'll be thankful you did.

What a girl wants. . .

Is not always what a girl needs. I tend to confuse the two often. For example, PVC leggings is a want, not a need. Sometimes wants and needs align, and when they do the result is as moving as an A-list celebrity meet-and-greet at your favorite brunch spot.

Such was the case when I found my lipstick match: Paula Dorf's Lip Color Sheer Tint in Breathless. I wanted perfect nude-yet-not lips. I needed an everyday lip color. I got a lipstick that delivered on both accounts, and in a subtle, what I imagine to be, universally-flattering shade.


A special thanks to one of my top-tier shop girls at Luxe Apothecary. Because of you my lips will never again yearn to find that perfect shot of non-color color. You know exactly of what I'm speaking. That effortless blush it-girls seemingly have cornered. "What lipstick? I'm not wearing any lipstick. My lips just naturally have this slightly-flushed, beckoning tint." I'm one of those girls now, thank you very much Paula Dorf. At least in the lipstick department.

A note on Luxe: If you haven't been - go. If you don't live in the Triangle - shop online. Either way, get familiar with Luxe Apothecary. It will change your life. And your lips.

Kiss.

I heart hot pink tights

There are some things that make you smile and make your outfit. Today it was my new hot pink tights. Tomorrow? Well, I'll have to wait and see. But, I'm not-so-secretly hoping a feather-embellished headband comes my way.

Change

Is going to come.

One of the views from my scooter en route to the office.