As If

Growing up primarily an only child means lots of imagination and seeking sources of self-entertainment. Sure there were Beanie Babies and small pets, but when the novelty of those wore off, I always turned on my favorite movie. I never got sick of rewatching the same one every night for a week or two. Unfortunately, they were B movies and not necessarily renowned cinematic classics. Secondhand Lions, Practical MagicHoles, School of Rock, The Holiday, the entire gamut of Disney/Pixar, the Harry Potter series, every romantic comedy and anything Hilary Duff or Shia LaBeouf was in. !?!?!?!?!?!!!! Why. There's a couple decent gems in there but... yeesh. Nevertheless, movies nearly always ended happy and I enjoyed knowing it was inevitable.

As you've (maybe?) noticed, a lot of my post titles are film related. Clueless and She's All That aren't the best representations of my current relationship with film given this week's topic, but they fit the era of my outfit. Many of you know the tv+film world was a huge part of my life for several years, and therefore it will always be a source of inspiration.

This tie-front contrast collared crop top I found in a boutique during our short stay in Siena, Italy. So many Britney Spears music video vibes. In addition: white pointed toe heels always remind me of dressing up my Barbie dolls. The entire look just screamed Cher Horowitz from Clueless delivering her internal monologue about college boys vs high school boys while walking into school. I leave you with the greatest line from that movie: "You're a virgin who can't drive." *Brittany Murphy overly exaggerated smirk*

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I’m just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her.




My middle school summers were spent making up games to play in the neighborhood pool and bringing pockets of change for the ice cream truck. My mom used to tell me I moved so easily and looked like a mermaid (bonus points for Marcie).

Last summer, Potsy and I were staying in downtown LA for a month and decided to jet over to Catalina Island for my birthday in August. I was really excited to try snorkeling after hearing the fish weren't shy. We put on our wetsuits and bought some fish food and made our way to the edge of the dock. Potsy jumps in and I'm hesitant because I hate cold water. I finally make it in, but the current is super strong and I haven't quite adjusted to the temperature. In the midst of this, a fish leaps up and BITES MY HAND to grab the food I was holding! Needless to say, I wasn't having it. Too cold. I can't breathe through this tiny blowhole. A fish just bit me. Nope. After some coaxing, I did finally fully get in.


This summer I wanted to find other options for bottoms besides cut off jean shorts. I saw these linen vertical multi-stripe high waisted flared (so many adjectives) online at Beehive Boutique and knew they would be light enough to wear on several occasions. Unfortunately, they've sold out, but you'll still be able to snag 15% off online or in store with the code TAKE15AB at checkout! Below are some similar picks!

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Your task? To work with all the passion
of your being to acquire an inner light.



My great-grandfather was the epitome of the cat's pajamas (whatever that means, but it invokes an image). First of all, his name was Levi. I could realistically stop right there, but it gets better. He was a fighter bomber in WWII and flew supplies directly into England. They called him "Eagle Eye" because of his amazing eyesight despite hurling a hunk of metal through the air at 40,000 feet while trying not to be gunned down. He was a preacher in northern California and donated all of his land to the church before he moved to Arkansas. After moving to Magnolia, AR, he built his own house complete with a greenhouse--he was a daylily breeder! He cross-pollinated and founded two different types of daylilies that are registered in the state of Arkansas (named after him and my great-grandmother #crying). He ran a mile everyday until he was about 80. Oh, and as a late hobby, he started studying Mandarin because he knew the bulk of the population on this earth spoke the language. He died a few months before I graduated from high school at 83. Anytime I see a flower market, I think of him and the fact that he used to keep seeds and soil in his fridge.

Lately, I've been seeing this very efficient trend of wearing your swim top as a... well, regular top. With swimwear on its game at the moment, it's one of the first times I've seen fashion serve more of a practical function than a statement. Considering the state of Tennessee will spend 82% of their humid summer in some form of water, cutting down the time to change into a suit by a landslide is a win for women everywhere.

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Put blinders on to those things that conspire to hold you back, especially the ones in your own head.



Happy Independence Day!

I have curated a summer staple trio: a buttery soft striped tee, multifaceted vintage jeans, and a vibrant + entertaining sandal. With a cherry-topping Panama hat as a close fourth. Who knew my favored combination would be so patriotic? 🇺🇸

My beloved closet item to shop for is a great pair of heels. Something funky and unexpected to polish off an already killer outfit is nirvana. These Chiara Ferragni 'POW BANG' super hero mule sandals came to me in a American Country Music Awards show outfit-planning dream. They gave a certain "pow"--like a real "bang!"--to my orange creamsicle hued Milly dress from Rent the Runway.

I enjoy mixing and re-mixing my closet to create content, but on the go I'm normally a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. I'm not the type to wake up extra early to whip up a glamorous outfit / curl my hair / paint my face--I'm a slave to sleep. Because of this, I love finding "basics" I can throw on effortlessly when I'm supposed to have left five minutes ago. This J. Crew "perfect fit" tee has proved its candor. On board for the longer sleeve already, and set sail (never returned) when I felt the fabric. S'like buttah!

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I’m an instant star. Just add water and stir.




When I revamped Rag Pepper back in March, I kicked off my comeback with a post discussing transitions. Back then it was a career shift, lately it's consisted of a style morph. As I've spent the last 6 months curating the composition of Rag Pepper--inspiration boards, colors, fonts, my style outlook, etc.--I realized more and more that those components have quaked. Naturally, I didn't care much for the change. Several rounds of internal dialogue resulted in diving even deeper to those sources of inspiration. Fashion blogging is soul searching. For instance? This isn't my favorite outfit Catherine and I have ever shot. Realizing that aspect is inevitable with this profession was a weight lifted. Just like I'm learning to accept my style shifts, I--like everyone--am learning to stumble without a self-sabotaging demeanor.

Potsy and I went to Las Vegas back in April for the 2017 ACM Awards. After strolling through the preserved Old Vegas, New Vegas offered up a hat shop he was dying to visit: Goorin Brothers. Unbeknownst to us we have a flagship here in Nashville, but I left Vegas with the ultimate Lemonade vibes. 🍋🐝

Below are some options for the recent, though faded, feather trim trend! It was more popular this past winter, so most of these tops are on sale.

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I feel there is something unexplored about women that only a woman can explore.


Black Betty

A few years ago, a friend of mine stated that I don't really possess a certain "style" because my closet was tent-poled by Bardot dresses, vinyl pants, 70s embroidered jeans, and everything in-between. Crippled by anxiety, I took this negatively. Am I flighty? Does this mean I then lack style if it's not definitive? My relationship with my closet has been my longest. Age has broadened my understanding that my style is ever-changing, with a few common threads connecting the phases. Sometimes I envy those who have found their "uniform" so to speak. I question whether that will ever be me. Meanwhile, I'm enjoying the daily math of outfit formulas that cater to all of my personas. For instance, when I saw these Velvet Underground inspired embroidered jeans at a market in LA, they had to come home with me. The talented stitching of Tatu Gogo always warrants a compliment when I wear this pair. Normally styled with my sandy Converse high-tops and a vintage racing raglan, this time I dressed them up with a white lace-up bodysuit (a summer must-have!) and canary heels to mimic that Nashville sun.

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When you grow up as a girl, the world tells you the things that you are supposed to be: emotional, loving, beautiful, wanted. And then when you are those things, the world tells you they are inferior: illogical, weak, vain, empty.


Play It Again, Sam

Accessories trends are running rampant these days. Color blocked bags, fishnet socks, 90s style sunnies with tic-tac sized lenses, dirty sneakers with dresses, etc. This week I'm batting a thousand by wearing three trends at once, and letting them speak the loudest. Frisky fishnet socks balanced by vintage bulky leopard heels. Candy coated court bag side by side with a draped rugby striped sweater. Sitting on the bedrock that is a heroic boyfriend jean and a blank button-down. To me, giving these otherwise egregious and extreme trends a preppy cherry on top makes them a little easier to swallow. Meanwhile, you look like a style prodigy. Below are some options to help you master all of the accessories trends--at once.

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Don’t give up on yourself. So you make a mistake here and there; you do too much or you do too little. Just have fun. Smile. And keep putting on lipstick.
— Diane Keaton



Hot Child in the City

Vintage shopping is equivalent to waiting in line at the DMV. I might get what I came for... and I might have to come back another day. But when you find the perfect piece, audible screams are heard. Like this kelly green and weathered yellow RAGS #8 jersey I found on a rack from Black Shag Vintage, a shop in East Nashville. 8 has always been my lucky number and I don't know what team has a mascot of the Rags, and I don't care, but hello Team Rag Pepper. One of those golden pieces where you don't care the price, it must be yours.

I love a graphic tee to dress down an outfit (like a silver satin midi skirt and your treasured fire engine red knee-high boots perchance?). Maybe repping MLB, NBA, or a local high school gym is your style. Some people prefer the retro 90s vibe. I always love a good political statement and you can never go wrong with a perfectly preserved band tee.

Below are some options to help you weed out cool strangers with your emblazoned graphic across your chest. I threw in some silver midi and maxi skirt pieces (that matte sequin number though!) and a couple of pairs of statement boots.

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Maybe the best any of us can do is not to quit, play the hand we’ve been given, and accessorize the outfit we’ve got.



Memorial Day Weekend means water, sunshine and alcohol. Followed by exhaustion from hours of the three combined. This outfit is more of a date night / Memorial Day Weekend combo. Red and cargo green are one of my favorite color pairings. Add a stripe and a glitter heel and I am all aboard. This STORETS boat neck one shoulder pullover is perfect to throw over your white bikini or tucked in to your favorite boyfriend jeans.

Cargo pants are my favorite to dress up because no matter what you're wearing (even a glittery gilded heel), you still feel appropriately dressed for any occasion. Thank you Jenna Lyons for marrying utility and femininity on the red carpet and therefore opening the door for us all.

I bought this fish clutch from Beehive Boutique for my trip to the Dominican Republic because like I've said before, I am bound to buy at least one appropriately adorned accessory before I embark on any vacation. Fishy clutch?! I can't pass up that type of perfection. Beehive is one of my favorite curated boutiques. They're based in Texas, but their online shop is full of goodies. Enjoy 15% off on me with the code TAKE15AB at checkout! (*expires June 1st!) Happy Memorial Day! 🏕🍻🇺🇸🌭

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.
— Louisa May Alcott



By the time this hits the inter-webs, I will be hurling through the air nestled in a steel cylinder at a remarkably hasty speed. Followed by: arriving safely (*fingers crossed*) into a country of vespas, breakfast spaghetti, wine as water, and gallons of pesto. Also known as...


Whenever I have an upcoming trip and start establishing my wardrobe, without fail I end up adding new pieces before I leave. Clearly, still relevant for a whale of an inspiration like Italy. Luckily, this resurfacing polka dot trend is exactly what I was searching for. *Stay tuned for my Italy Travel Diary in the next week or so!

I'm sure a lot of you are like me and assume you can't pull off polka dots as a grown ass woman. The key is to amp the sexy with the silhouette: spaghetti cami, low neckline, off the shoulder, bigger print for a unique spin. I chose my favorite color to keep it sultry. A pair of heels can't hurt either.

As you know (probably? I feel like we're friends), I love marrying dressy with casual. Print mixing with contrasting stripes or floral is another way to keep the dots on the mature side. Besides Italian fulfillment, this polka dot trend should be able to carry you through all of the summer weddings you RSVP'd to. Below are some of my favorite picks of the newest trend!

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There is a shade of red for every woman.


Zigga Zig Ah

I'm so lucky I grew up in the era of #GIRLPOWER. The rise of female empowerment is slow building and multi-dimensional. Each era holds its own achievements, and sets foundational steps to those we will overcome in the future. The era specifically I'm referring to is the one that housed the girl band / pop star birth. The 90's. Spice Girls, Shania Twain, Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Avril Lavigne, etc etc. "If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends." Not like, literally, don't be dense. "Man! I feel like a woman." I've never seen a more unified group of women than at a Shania Twain concert singing specifically what about men that 'don't impress [them] much.' Sure, Britney and Christina were probably severely exploited, but nothing made me feel more confident as a tween than singing one of their songs in front of the mirror, with a dance routine attached.

Any time I fuse a sporty piece with a sexy or sophisticated partner, I always think of Sporty Spice. Just the two words together embody an aura! This semi-recent athleisure trend begs a reference to Mel C in an almost every Instagram caption. She endorsed women to dress more masculine but somehow lock in all the femininity. I was trying to establish the finishing touches of my own formula consisting of: bell sleeve blazer + color blocked sweatshirt + OTK boots + ??!?!! = 2017 Sporty Spice. I pulled out my (very old) running shorts, tried them on and...


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Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.
— Gloria Steinem



Some Like It Hot

Rare is a conversation about the history of sex portrayed in the media that doesn't discuss the iconography of Marilyn Monroe. Dark eyebrows, contrasting platinum bob, milky skin, glittering red lips, sewn-on dresses, and that feathered voice. Sure, she is a sex symbol, but how did she get there? How does one just become that? This was before Instagram and contouring, people. I've read several biographies, watched just about every one of her movies, documentaries, films made about her, etc... and honestly? It's absolutely depressing. She was insecure, obsessive compulsive, and depressed. She grew up in foster homes, unsure of her paternity, and wound up married (1 of 3) at 16. Like most of her characters, she was indifferent about the havoc her sexuality caused. And contrary to a lot of her characters, she was not a "dumb blonde". She was a feverous reader and a known good cook. She changed the game, at a very high cost. The most interesting thing I've read thus far is her relationship to the moniker of "Marilyn Monroe". Most know she was born in 1926 in Los Angeles as Norma Jeane Mortenson. It's said that Joe DiMaggio married her expecting her to settle down and retire her symbolism, and that Arthur Miller married her expecting to be sucked in to the alluring tornado of her namesake.

Neither got what they wanted.

There's a scene in My Week With Marilyn where Monroe (Michelle Williams) and Colin Clark (Eddie Redmayne) are visiting a high school and run into some kiddies in a back hallway. Monroe turns to Colin and whispers, "Shall I be her?" knowing full well what he, and they, (what we all) came for.

When it comes to my outfit formula, sexy is not normally in the basic foundation. Like many modern women, I struggle with what that word even means to me and how it's represented in my clothing. What I do know is it's not defined by society, men, or even other women--it's defined by me and me alone. Kudos to women like Marilyn who stir the conversation and always keep us on our toes.

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It’s nice to be included in people’s fantasies but you also like to be accepted for your own sake.
— Marilyn Monroe




I played a variety of sports as a kid: 9 years of dance, short stint in gymnastics, few good seasons of cheerleading, childhood swimming revisited in high school, 2 uncharacteristic weeks of rugby, and a golden period of pre-teen softball. Softball was #2 in my Myspace Top 8 of youth sports. It was the first time I remember experiencing discipline, pushing my limits, camaraderie, and to be honest, masculinity. I looked forward to dirt and rainbow bruises. The boys from my class would come watch us play and I wanted to impress them on their level. That's great you think I'm pretty but what about my batting average? Impressive, huh? We didn't get baseball pants. We wore the iconic Soffe short in candy colors. No sliding pad, which means rounding home into a plastic, slightly-raised-above-the-dirt home plate, which also means sporting a bruised thigh for the summer. I was sublime.

Around the same time, my mother was researching our ancestors (pre-Ancestory.Com, mind you). Lewis Merriwether, some guy named John on the Mayflower and...


Center fielder (me too) and first baseman from 1951-1968 for the New York Yankees. Switch hitter (not me), won the Triple Crown in 1956 (obvi not me), and went to 12 World Series (totally me!). He's a pretty distant ancestor (great great great grandfather's cousin) but I cherished knowing that my love of baseball ran vein deep.

I found this vintage Bugle Boys raglan in a shop somewhere in LA and bought it because it reminded me of MM. I saw these Who What Wear x Target flared track pants and knew they would be the perfect contradiction to a multitude of occasions and outfits. Floppy wool hat to amp the femme and a grey heeled ankle boot to fancify.

No autographs please. I'm a person, just like you, with a moderately famous relative.

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I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back.


Color Theory

Transitions in life generally feel like a layover in an international airport. Too little time to sight see, too much time cemented in trying to connect to spotty wi-fi. Uncomfortable arm rests, seeking familiarity but knowing you're not going to. My instincts tell me to purchase an iced coffee (Starbucks is luckily cherished globally), a fashion mag, some sort of sammy and secure a comfy corner and merely wait it out. Visualizing your end result, realizing how close you are; all the while knowing that transitions are unavoidable, sometimes tedious, and without a doubt emotionally taxing.


Tennessee weather is having a rough year with transitions. We're talking 30 degree difference between morning and dusk most days. This makes getting dressed very laborious, damn near annoying! I've been coaching myself to mingle winter and spring basics: black tights capped with cut-offs, collegiate collared shirts unbuttoned beneath airy coverall trenches, etc. Just adapting the best way I know how by grabbing all the statement I need in these reliable primary Golden Goose sneaks.

Can't wait to attend Nashville Fashion Week April 4 - 8th! So much emerging talent right here in my home town and I cherish watching Nashville grow in a number of ways--It's an adventure to keep up with. 2017 is a year for me to challenge myself in networking intently within my city and harmonize any local magic. ✨

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After all, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels.
— Ann Richards



My nature can often times be self-deprecating in overloaded and taxing times. Instead of docking for downtime, I'll hastily load up a rocket ship onward. In November of 2016 I was working on a television show (the best!) that drained about 60+ hours of my week; leaving hardly any time to pursue Rag Pepper with meaningful intent. I pushed through a few weeks with the bulk of content being created out of my stifling expectation and not necessarily with the pride and open-minded journey I began with.

So, I pressed pause for once. I cherished Rag Pepper and wanted to prevent the inevitable burn out I've experienced with many other endeavors. I removed the pressure and prepped to resume when the show wrapped.


After hours of groundwork and conceptualizing, I curated my newly minted machine, sought out a visual magician (hi Catherine!) to boost the recipe, and ran back to Rag Pepper on heels of fire.

I'm all about curating a "go-to" outfit formula. Strings of femme brought to you by classic color-blocked Chanel + edgy lacquer polish courtesy of Topshop + a soupçon of French simplicity via powdered blue Zara = ¡BREAKING! Efficiently prepared, notably comfortable, everyday glamour! A closet of contradictions! Outfit equivalent to a Long Island Iced Tea! Ensemble nirvana! Any way you print it, I'm happy to be back. So thank you, come again.

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Bitches get stuff done.
— Tina Fey