Our Decatur/Atlanta Sartorialist

At an event a few weeks ago, photographer T.W.Meyer asked to take a photo of my Jeffrey Campbell shoes. I was stoked and felt like a French Vogue editor being shot by Jak and Jill (from the ankles down, minus the expensive footwear, and perfectly limp hair). I struck a pose and my personal stylist (i.e. artistic mom) placed my cosmo by my feet before Mr. Meyer snapped away.

I'm predicting that Mr. Meyer will become Decatur/Atlanta's Sartorialist. We need one soon, or everyone outside of the ATL will remain convinced that we all aspire to dress like the Real Housewives of Atlanta- gulp. What do you say, Tom? You will have Atlanta fashionistas/os swooning at your feet.

p.s. Thank you all for the comments on our move! We are still living in a jungle of boxes, but promise some great interior shots once we look less like we live in a Kroger stock room. And we promise to return all your lovely comments once we get consistent wifi - currently we are piggypacking off an unknowingly generous neighbor (Thanks Tally St.1234!).