Clothes are such a significant part of Sara’s life that her car is filled with a menage of shoes, tights, and garments, all potential outfits, in case the moment arises when she needs to throw on something amazing at a moment’s notice. Her style is a storybook of her life, literally. Sara is so attached to the motorcycle boots that she has had since she was sixteen, that it took twenty heel and fifteen sole replacements to finally put them to rest, though she still walks the dog in them for old times sake. And I must say, I felt her sadness when she shows the new ones, not quite the same, after all that life was molded into the orignals. One of her “winner” outfits for this winter was born out of a Saturday night out in Padua with her friends. On that Sunday morning, immersed in the flea markets, appeared an oversized plaid blanket-jacket (she is forever grunge-obssessed) that she belts and now wears frequently with her little boy’s ankle socks, Miu Miu spectator brogues, and a beret from her “tower of hats.” Then there is the narrative of how she often moves from day to night. A lace Dolce and Gabbana dress goes from cozy (when worn with a granny cardigan and wooly over-the-knee tights) to risque with bare legs, heels, and a Lanvin necklace (that are awaiting the moment for when she pulls them out of her car closet at the end of the day). Despite the serious sense of detail with her outfits (she is more than obssessed with the fact that her 1950′s Levi’s jean jacket is so original that it has the capital E that was only produced during that time period), she has fun with them all at the same time. The jacket’s name is “Biggy,” and she holds it rocking it back and forth like a baby, glowing with pride that it was the first of its kind. Sarah’s post came at the perfect moment for me, with it’s refreshing absence of drapery and black, bring on the denim and mixing lace with marine stripes and having fun with your clothes!