Fashion for Writers

Dress – SOGO in Pingtung, Taiwan / Cardigan (I know, I said I don’t wear them) – My mother / Red tights / Sandals – Thrifted / Necklace – Present from a friend, received through the mail

At the farmers’ market this week I encountered a group of young men selling cheese and butter. The butter was being sold in sticks and sat in a metal bucket full of ice, and although I was tempted by the hand-churned, fleur de sel-containing nature of the butter, I hemmed and hawed and wandered around the market a second time before returning again and buying a stick. I think it will last us a long time, and already Chris and I have enjoyed it atop chard and red pepper ravioli, which we’d also bought at the farmers’ market. If I wind up moving away from California come fall, which is looking increasingly likely, I will really miss the produce here and our semi-weekly trips to the market.