(es)Cape(d) to Fall

Let me begin by saying I hope the picture debacle has been resolved.  I'm scared to even mention it.

This weekend was filled with task-type activities: 

•  Vacuuming - check
•  Laundry - check
•  Sorting the mail - half check
• Eating a chocolate bar - check. 

Basically things you don't necessarily feel  like doing (except the chocolate bar, of course), but are so relieved when they're actually done even if it only lasts for 5 minutes.  In between Friday afternoon, (when we escaped for Mexican food and margaritas in 90 degree weather along with a gaggle of other Californians who were pretending it was summer), and Sunday morning's time change the temperature dropped about 30 degrees.  By the time I rolled out of bed yesterday morning it was downright chilly and the sky was filled with grey. Before mother nature could change her mind, I hauled out one of last year's favorite finds that never got a go-round (read: crying shame).  Seeing capes make a grand re-entrance has made me very happy.  It's a coat that's not really a coat - and oftentimes that's all we need here in SoCal! Any capes in your future?

Club Monaco Cape, J.Crew L/S Tee, Siwy Denim Shorts, 

Banana Republic Tights, Mike & Chris Booties, Alexander Wang Handbag

Growing up in Canada Club Monaco was always a favorite brand.

 They pay great attention to detail and don't chintz out on fabric 
- this cape is a wool/cashmere blend meaning 
it keeps its structure but is still super soft and cozy.

 The button down back adds a special finishing touch, too.

Seventh Door Bracelet, Ring found at LF 

Mike & Chris Booties purchased at a way-back-in-the-day
sample sale that almost claimed my life, but was totally worth it.
2 hours later I got a concussion at Alexander McQueen on Melrose (don't ask)

 See that SUV behind me?  It had just finished almost running us over.
This is the look of elation + relief. 

Outfit pictures are stressful enough as it is, thanks.

I hope each of you was able to enjoy your extra hour of weekend to the fullest.  Onward and upward to Thanksgiving!  Four days off = bliss!