Remembering Azita

. Big hazel eyes that seemed like they carried with them the burden of the entire world.

. The silver bracelet I gave her on her birthday and how it shined on her tiny wrist.

. Her thoughtful cards, always with a picture of a fish or a mermaid, symbols of our Piscean ways.

. The blue “mosaic” Miss Selfridge skirt she bought me, that I still wear.

. Waking up at her house and hearing the news of Princess Diana’s death. “They killed her,” she said as we cried. We laughed about our love of conspiracy theories and said it must be an Iranian thing.

. The letter she wrote telling me, “I’m finally Mrs. D!”

. The lizard in my shower and how she rushed in, when she heard me scream.

. The black & white polka dot Kookai dress she wore to Circa and how happy she looked that night.

. Her visit to Miami; the palm trees reminded her of Ahvaz.

. The clear shoes episode. How I was mad at her for “copying” me by buying the same pair of shoes as me and then wearing them to Andy’s concert (when I had specifically asked her not to). She decided to wear them anyway. “So What? It looked good with my dress,” she explained. I’m glad she did. That’s how I’ll remember her defiant; in her red satin dress and clear shoes.

I’m sure she’s up there wearing the most heavenly pair of shoes.


Polka dot dress by Oli
Silver cuff by Banana Republic
Lizard skin clutch by Bottega Veneta
Red satin dress by Oasis
Silver clear shoes by Manolo Blahnik

Dry Your Hair Like A Pro

My Conair hairdryer is exactly that: an unsteady con of air. I’m finding it difficult to spend 2 hours drying my long hair (that’s now grown past my shoulders). My con-artist mediocre hairdryer is no longer sufficient. What do you do when you’re in trouble? You turn to a pro.

I've found the Ferrari of hairdryers ... called the Evolution. I'll let you the verdict know when it arrives. It's a shame it doesn't come in a shiny red.

T3 Tourmaline Bespoke Labs Evolution Hair Dryer.

At $300 I hope I’m worth it ☺

Slippers with Style

Marabou? Yes. Monkey? No.
Please correct me if I'm wrong, but as far back as I remember slippers were meant to be desirable. Remember Cinderella?
So why is it, that finding stylish slippers to wear at home (on my cold stone floors) has become an ongoing quest? I don’t want a pig snout on my toes nor do I want an elephant trunk. In fact I don’t want anything that looks like a cartoon character anywhere near my feet. I’m not interested in Uggs (I’m not in a snow storm) and I don’t want grandma slippers either.
Being in heels all day, I’d like to give my feet a rest when I’m at home but that doesn’t mean all sense of style and reason has to go out the door. So after extensive research, I’ve come up with the perfect pair of cute slippers. Divas can now answer the doorbell without embarrasment.






"Do" slippers available at www.jilliewillie.com
Price $39.
10/10 Heels