East Hampton, 1997
“Jenni, what did you buy? I left you for 10 minutes. That’s a big bag”. Elizabeth exclaims as she crosses Main Street with our iced coffees.
“A couple of bags. Great sale.”
“Let me see. Let me see. Oh Zadig & Voltaire. Nice. I love the black one and the duffle is great. A leopard print handbag? Really?”
“Yes, I love it. It adds a little something and says I’m a risk taker. “
“Just wait. I’ll carry it on the flight home to San Francisco. You never know who I’ll meet.”
“Well if anyone can pull it off, it’s you”.
My first leopard print purchase. It was followed quickly by a belt and adorable pair of sandals (that have survived many a closet purge). Back then leopard was a simple embellishment mixed mostly with black and white. I had yet to embark on pattern mixing.
Los Angeles, 2017
“Hi I’m home.”
“Hi do you need help with anything from the car”. says my husband from the family room.
“No I’m good. I race up to the closet”.
I quickly hang up my new jacket.
“Hold on what’s THAT?”
“A new jacket. Do you like it?”
“It’s a bit much.”
“I think it’s just the right amount of much.”
Leopard is now in most parts of my wardrobe and even in my home decor (in shades of blue of course). This jacket is more leopard than I usually wear, and I love it. I styled it with my ark bag, denim, sneakers and a white tee. There is even a leopard pouch hiding in my ark (for a pop of print and to keep the Ark tidy).