Not goodbye, see you later

I have toyed with the idea of not even having a last post, but img_7005that seemed a bit harsh and unfair to LBC1. Through this blog, I have made friends, gained experience, and learned a lot- about myself, branding, and the business of blogging. Obviously, it was this blog that was the catalyst for The CaroLøve. It will be similar content, for sure, but in a forum with a brand that now better reflects me.

A lot has happened since I first started LBC1. I understand the business of blogging better, sure, but I have been through a lot and gained more experience living in the city than the name Little Bitty City One allows. I’m still starry-eyed as ever over Washington, D.C., but I’ve still grown up a lot and been through kind of a roller coaster in the past couple years. What happened in the time isn’t so important in the context of this post, but it did happen and here we are. I hope you follow me over on The CaroLøve, but if you don’t, thank you for being a reader on LBC1.

Before I go, I want to thank the other bloggers along the way who have influenced, encouraged, and helped me along the way:

Blonde in the District||Glass of Glam||District Damsel||Le London Chic||Lemon Stripes||A Dash of Gold [photo creds galore from this one <3]||Lust Local||Primp & Proper||District Sparkle||Fashion for Lunch||Que Sera Sahra||Pink Champagne Problems||Southern Anchors||Bree West||Laura Lehman Wears||CapFABB||The Blog Societies||The DC Ladies

and every single other blogger who has been involved with LBC1 for the past two years. There are really too many to name.

And with that, I say goodbye to Little Bitty City One.



Que sera, sera…

whatever will be will be this year. We are less than a week into 2016 and I’m feeling pretty good about it. I have decided that it has a lot to do with how I brought in the New Year. After a gorgeous dinner at Morton’s in Georgetown with my parents, also celebrating my Auntie Steph’s good health, my roommate, my manmate and I headed across town to Brookland to Sahra‘s lovely home. It was so nice to a) not have to be outside in the cold waiting to get in somewhere b) not get get totes drunj at an overpriced bar where I likely had to dropkick someone to even get served c) spend the evening with good people, good food, and maybe a little too much champagne.


Sahra and Z had a great spread and cute little party games looking back on trivia from the past year. They also had this little bowl of questions for each of us to look back at our own years- favorite songs, moments, trips, etc. That was definitely my favorite! I also want to thank everyone for humoring me with my new toy- my camera stayed around my neck most of the night, although I’m not sure why I didn’t use it at all with the photo booth they set up.


It was kind of cool- we did the count down to 2016 twice: once one someone’s phone counting down the minutes and then again on a laggy phone feed of the ball dropping. #somillennial


I think this is about how I want to spend the first night of the new year forever. It was just so… nice.


Maybe next year I’ll know how to use my camera and think to get a picture of my outfit. I did look pretty cute, if I do say so myself.


Thanks again for having us- and letting us love of your fur babies! I hope everyone else had a great start to the new year as well!




Evergreen + plaid


One of my favorite Christmas presents was the lush green Topshop Faux Fur Vest that I’ve been eying for months. It’s such a cool piece and I’ve now worn the almost the exact same outfit twice because I can’t get enough of it.


The necklace was a Christmas present too- an awesome J. Crew find from one of my best friends. It’s sold out, but they always have gorgeous pieces. I just love how it adds a little something to my plain black turtleneck.


I’m a little mad about plaid, obviously. The plaid mini from Old Navy is sold out in the green as well, but you can still get it in red– and on sale! The plaid Coach purse was a Christmas present a few years ago, and I can’t for the life of me find anything comparable. Is it bad that I kind of love that though?


Finish off the outfit with some statement tights like these. Dress it up with booties like I did for church, or stay a relatively comfy in OTK boots.


photos c/o Chipped Diamond Magazine

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Madewell Plaid Flannel Mini Skirt//Polo Ralph Lauren Plaid Wool-Blend Skirt//McQ Alexander McQueen Plaid wool mini skirt//Woolrich Women’s Richville Wool Plaid Skirt//Park Movie Marathon Skirt in Blue Plaid

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Quilted Plaid Satchel//Chaps Plaid Coin Pouch & Tote//LAUREN by Ralph Lauren Crawley Plaid Unlined Tote//Dooney & Bourke Tartan Bitsy Bag//Dooney & Bourke Tartan Richmond Shopper

OTK boots:

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Women’s Tommy Hilfiger Gerrie Otk Boot//Frye Lynn Logo OTK//Cole Haan Women’s Dutchess OTK Motorcycle Boot//Daegan Otk suede boot//Nine West Tiberia Over-the-Knee Suede Boots


Blanketed 2k15 + a giveaway

You may remember my blanketed post from last year when I mentioned the weather being mild. Looks like a repeat this year. I can count on 2 fingers the amount of times I wish I was wearing more clothes, rather than less, so far this fall. I don’t need to tell you the merits of having a blanket scarf on you at all times though- blanket in the office, shawl on the bus, shove it in your bag when you don’t need it. I love the color combo on the one I was wearing on the gorgeous day that Nicole took these pictures- so fall, right?

Unfortunately, I can’t totally make this outfit shoppable, because the dress is from TJ Maxx (super steal at $15!!) and the boots and purse are from a couple years ago, so I linked you up with some great alternatives.

Also, if you love this scarf and want to make it your own, head on over to my instagram for a chance to win!

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Shop printed totes:

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Shop two-toned boots:

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#WCW: Lindzi of The Trendy Sparrow

I first discovered Chicago-based  Lindzi of The Trendy Sparrow through her Etsy shop with the same name, and stuck around to check out her blog after I read about the origins of that name:

For as long as I can remember, my grandmother called me her “little sparrow”. Combine that with my love for fashion and other trends, you get “The Trendy Sparrow”. With a chic and vintage style, The Trendy Sparrow is often inspired by the girl who dances to her own beat, thinks outside the box, and isn’t afraid to try something new. I wanted to create something for those chic, unique, and quirky personalities that aren’t willing to stick to tradition. I want the emerging souls, the risk takers, the rule breakers, and polka dot wearers.

Welp, if that doesn’t sound like something I’d love, I don’t know what does! Some of you may know that I love lions. My grandma called me her CaroLion, and I’ve been collecting lions since I can remember. I’d like to think of Lindzi as a girlboss, blogging, soul sister, inspiration. She’s amazing, and has made her passion a full-time job! How awesome is that? Her blog is not just a blog, but an extension of the fabulous brand that she has created. (please note that I just had to go through that last paragraph and edit how many times I tried to use the word “amazing”.) Besides, she’s influenced by Blair Waldorf, one of my most favorite fictional characters of all time! I wanted to learn a little bit more about Lindzi, and I’m so glad she took the time to be my #WCW.

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10 songs for a perfect sound track
a. Hands Down – Dashboard Confessional
b. Stronger Than Me – Amy Winehouse
c. Mercy – Duffy
d. Bad Blood Remix – Taylor Swift
e. The Good Left Undone – Rise Against
f. Sittn’ On (The Dock of the Bay) cover – Sara Bareilles
g. The Mighty Fall – Fall Out Boy
h. So Impossible – Dashboard Confessional
i. The Mixed Tape – Jack’s Manniqun
j. Lights and Sounds – Yellowcard

9 words to describe you
a. Hard worker // Quirky // Passionate // Resilient // Creative // Chic // Strong
willed // Helpful // Loving


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8 reasons that you love your life
a. Knowing that items I made are being loved and used in homes across the
b. I get to set my own hours & work when I want
c. I’m my own boss, and get to be creative everyday
d. I get to spend all day with my sweet wonderful dog, Lilly.
e. I met the love of my life, and get to live with him.
f. I get to live in the fabulous city of Chicago!
g. I have some of the most loyal and loving friends anyone could ask for.
h. I have a family that is healthy and happy and believes in my dreams!

6 non-electronic things you can’t live without
a. My dog!
b. My family
c. My day planner
d. My numerous scrapbooks
e. The owl candle holder that belonged to my MeMe
f. All of my TTS products


Burgundy Sweater and an Oversized Vest

5 people who have impacted your life
a. Andrew Phillips (my boyfriend and best friend)
b. Ricky Flinn (my closest and longest friend)
c. Patricia Brennan (my “gran” and inspiration behind the name “The Trendy Sparrow)
d. Blair Waldorf… yes I realize she isn’t a real person
e. My parents

4 places you’d like to visit
a. Paris
b. Florence
c. Greece
d. London


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3 unpopular opinions you have
a. All of Nicolas Spark’s books & movies are horrible and I hate them. (I couldn’t agree with you more, girl)
b. We DO NOT have a national religion in this country regardless of what some politicians try and say.
c. Not every woman wants a family and/or kids. That’s okay.

2 things that scare you
a. Not succeeding at running my own company
b. Losing the ones I love


Geometric Dress + A Long Black Vest

1 quote to live by
a.  “Destiny is for losers. It’s just a stupid excuse to wait for things to happen
instead of making them happen.” – Blair Waldorf

Get social with Lindzi!



City gypsy

You know those outfits that you just FEEL good in? This is one of those outfits for me. Let’s talk about this dress. I wish you could ALL get this dress.

I’ve talked about Chowderfest before. Like, a lot. It’s the most wonderful time of the year. My mom, her best friend, my Tiffany, and I head up to Long Beach Island to shop and eat the weekend away. This year was a little… different. My Auntie Steph couldn’t make it, much to all of our disappointments, so we started the trip already feeling a little off, but determined to make the best of our weekend.

And then the nor-easter happened. It wasn’t even Hurricane Joaquin, it was a nor-easter. After my mom, bless her heart, drove the three of us 5-ish hours through some nasty rain and scary winds, we get to the hotel to find that the entire fest was canceled. No end-of-season flee market, no all you can eat chowder. But we were, once again, determined. After doing a little happy dance that there wouldn’t be lines at our favorite end of the summer sale at Island Gypsy, barely making last call at the hotel bar (and having our drinks paid for), we made plans to shop the following morning then head out to Philly the next day to see Auntie Steph.

After a great, long breakfast with one of my favorite bloody Marys on the planet, we headed down to Bay Village- the “Downtown” of Beach Haven, if you will. Despite the floods, and the fact that most of the island was closed, our Island Gypsy was open and I immediately went HAM. Tiffany had to reign me in at one point because I had an armful of 50% off sweaters within about 30 seconds. Island Gypsy is kind of like Free People but more approachable. It’s a light, airy, color-coordinated space. Normally, their Chowderfest sales incite a sort of mayhem among the customers snagging up deals, so it was kind of nice to shop without the crowds. However, I do recognize the loss of revenue for the island, so I didn’t feel at all bad spending money at a local business… not that I would have anyway. I love Chowderfest shopping. Anyway, along with $50 worth of fudge from Country Kettle across the street, I ended up leaving LBI with a sweater, great camisoles, and some of the prettiest bras I’ve ever seen. Most importantly, I left with this dress that I almost didn’t get because it was a little out of season- Tiff talked me into it. #noragrets.

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photos c/o Nicole

Blue peasant dresses here, here, & here//Lou & Grey Spacedye Cardigan//similar belt here, here, & here//similar style pendants here, here, & here//grey totes here, here, & here//Steve Madden PALLAS booties


Ohana dos

I’ve been a little quiet these past few days. A tragedy took place that rocked the lives of a dear family, one of my best friends from high school, and a community. It is not my story to tell, so I won’t tell it. But I felt like I owed an explanation of why I haven’t been posting much original content. A lot of scary stuff was going on in my head, bringing me back to the scariest time in my life, losing my sister.

 I’ve said it before that you can, in fact, choose your family (I lucked out on the parent front, but I collect siblings like I used to collect Pogs), and this week led me to make a conscious decision to keep in better touch with those who I love so much. My heart siblings are everywhere, and I cherish them, and there is no reason to not keep in touch. Someone who I never expected ended up being one of my biggest sources of comfort when he texted me, “we are a family.” At one point, we really were. Unfortunately, it took a tragedy to wake that up in me.  If there is someone who you love who you haven’t talked to in a while, reach out to them, before they need you, to let them know that you want to share the good and bad and everything in between.

In regard to sharing the bad- I have to give a special shout out to the army of angels I have behind me. When it felt like the world was swallowing me whole, they got me back out. I love my friends. They’re my family.

We are a family.


In defense of The District


picture by Diana

I’m not entirely sure why I still even follow The Atlantic on Facebook anymore, as their articles are tedious to read and I often disagree with what they’re saying anyway, but I’m glad I do so that I could see the absurdity that was Why Women’s Fashion in Washington, D.C. Is So Terrible- And Patriarchal. Catchy title, right? As a budding fashion blogger, D.C. born and raised, it immediately grabbed my attention, although, it took me several tries to read the whole thing because it was so angrily and awkwardly written. I was brought back to a time in high school where I was graded on “actively reading,” as an assignment- taking notes and asking questions in the margins of books while reading. I never fully understood the concept, until reading this article. I had to take notes to understand the haphazardly insulting “political” piece. Ms. Cintra Wilson, the author, from what I understand, has lived in San Francisco, LA, and now, New York City. I wonder if she’s ever lived in D.C. I would venture to say no, as she clearly doesn’t understand the city that I know and love so well.

In Washington, D.C., there is an excruciatingly narrow margin for acceptable female dress; all women, no matter how attractive or plain, no matter how many postgraduate degrees they have, or how well they fly fighter planes, walk an inescapable fashion tightrope. Their style will fall into the binary categories of either “dowdy” or “slutty”; there are virtually no fashion grey areas.

As my roommate, a journalist for the navy, pointed out, “If you fly a fighter plane you wear a goddamn uniform to work.” This is true. And like the women who fly fighter planes, those of us who work at law firms or for the government or in most office situations are expected to present ourselves in a professional manner. There is a bit of a uniform mentality, but I can’t say that I, or anyone I know, leave the house looking “dowdy” or “slutty”. Which brings me to her next point:

The default answer to this no-win fashion conundrum, for an alarming amount of working women, is to buy their wardrobes at Ann Taylor…

K. What’s your point? Most of what I wear is from Ann Taylor, or its slightly trendier little sister store, LOFT. The clothes there are fairly timeless, in classic silhouettes that last forever. I see nothing wrong with that. Ms. Wilson goes onto describe the kind of girl that I, and all of my friends, allegedly are:

…single girl in her late twenties whose self-esteem has been almost beaten to death by the beauty-industrial complex, and whose decent education has been punished with a thanklessly demanding office job. She’s a can-do Cinderella who has always had to change the oil in her own pumpkin and is too overworked to have a healthy social life outside the workplace. Her outfits must therefore be corporate-respectable, yet body-conscious enough to attract a nice tax-attorney husband.

Well that was harsh. And untrue. While I am not where I want to be quite yet carrier-wise, I quite enjoy my firm and the people I’m surrounded by there. Too overworked for a healthy social life? Please. Last week, I had a date on Tuesday, a concert Wednesday, and was at Landmark Music Festival all weekend, and I’m currently planning a  party with my roommate at our place for mid-October. I think my social life is pretty healthy. And-oh- I have no interest in finding a tax attorney husband, and I wouldn’t need a short skirt to do it if that was what I wanted. She then goes on to really hate on the older crowd:

Washington’s permaclass of wealthy Georgetown-establishment socialites has always ruled the roost on D.C.’s domestic front. The older rich ladies are the keepers of the social rulebooks—and the keepers of all the best HUMINT (human intelligence) and RUMINT (rumor-based intelligence) in town. These are the Mean Girls who make or break political aspirations, who get to wear big hats at polo matches, make disparaging comments about social climbers, and police the actions and/or styles of younger, more fertile women.

I have seen about zero evidence of this. If anything, I am in awe of the ladies of my generation who work full time, sit on the boards of charities, pursue side hustles, and still have time for brunch on Sundays. We are carving our own place in this city, but I don’t see anyone even trying to stop us or hold us back. She continues by critiquing the old-fashioned style of these imaginary older socialites that hate us so much. But you know what? If their style is old-fashioned, that makes sense. Because why would these old socialites be dressing like the young sluts in the office getting their tax attorney husbands? She goes on and on about republicans ruining fashion and women dressing like babies (but dowdy babies) and this is what reeeeally gets to me:

All the high heels seemed to evaporate from department stores in favor of quiet little ballet shoes that might enable a wife to tiptoe out of the dining room so that the men, freshly cigared, could talk like grownups.

Admittedly, I’m not a huge fan of heels. I’m starting to wear them more though, in the office. When I’m wearing flats, it’s not about being demure. It’s about hustling. I have to get somewhere or do something fast and without wobbling or worrying about my feet hurting. Try again, Ms. Wilson. I’m running around this beautiful city living my very full life. Her last paragraph had me seeing red, after describing her first visit to an Oscar de la Renta boutique:

Clothing this advanced just might guarantee a lady the center of attention, in most rooms—even if she lacks charm, looks, and substance. It is the haberdashery equivalent of a Maserati; people are likely to be a bit hypnotized, no matter how unspectacular the driver may be.

But wait, I thought she was just describing us as boring? Or slutty? Now she’s saying the clothes are advanced and we only wear them to mask our being unspectacular? Pick a thesis and stick to it. Here’s mine:

The women in this city are incredible. We’re smart, charming, driven, and fashionable. We know how to dress for work, and it has nothing to do with impressing or kowtowing to our male counterparts. We may stick to classic shapes like the powerful pencil skirt, but dammit if we don’t rock it. If you need me to share some amazing young fashionistas from the city with you, please let me know. I’d love to introduce you to some of my friends.

I was warned that I might get some backlash for writing this piece, and that’s ok. I just hope I made my opinion known in a clear and concise way. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments. What do you think about the fashion in DC?


White after Labor Day

Rules are meant to be broken, right? And the whole “no White After Labor Day” rule has been broken so many times that it barely even qualifies as a rule anymore. It’s all about transitioning, ladies. For real, for real, your favorite summer dress can stay out as long as you can keep adding accessories to keep it seasonal.

IMG_9892Confession: When I left my house the morning these pictures were taken, it was 60 degrees. By lunch, it was near 80, rendering the jacket and scarf unnecessary. But I did it for YOU loyal, readers, I kept up the transitional look I promised because I value our friendship. 😉

IMG_9891 Also, you might notice that the pieces in this post are mostly unavailable. I tried to find comparable pieces, but such is life- one can’t always be wearing something brand new, you know?The jacket, for example, is my patch jacket from 8th grade. The purse, vintage, is older than I am and I took it from my mom’s closet (with many, many thanks because it’s fabulous).

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AJ Morgan So B Round Sunglasses//Loft scarf from last year (similar here, here, + here)//Similar denim jacket here, here, + here//Vintage Perry Ellis purse (similar here, here, + here)//Old Navy Dress (sold out) white lace dresses under $100 here, here, + here//Steve Madden Pallas booties


My frangrance from MeFrangrance

I’ve been wearing perfume basically since toddler-hood (Love’s Baby Soft, anyone?) and MeFragrance gave me the awesome opportunity to create my own signature scent for fall! How cool is that!

unnamedThe process is simple, but SO FUN, and I have spent a long time perfecting my scent, the Tate (so named after American Story: Murder House heartthrob. Because fall time= AHS time. I overthink things.) Captu1reSo what was thinking with my fall scent? I honestly was trying to recreate the smell of walking past a cigar shop, and that’s not entirely what happened. In all honestly, this is a scent that smells better with a little time. It smelled almost a little plastic-y when I first got a whiff, but as it settled on me, it was very soft and warm, with a hint of smoke + spice. It is actually wonderful for fall, the apple I think is what keeps it smelling just a little bit feminine. And the folks over at MeFragrance actually suggested a teak of my original scent- saying too much leather would be overpowering. I appreciate that. I even learned a bit about what makes a fragrance balanced. If you check out their basics page, it’ll tell you how much of the top, middle, and base scents are recommended and their fragrance oils are labeled so you know which is which as you create!CaptureBesides creating your own perfume, you can put fragrances together for soy candles, reed diffusers, body lotion, body wash, body souffle, shampoo, conditioner, bath salts, sugar scrub, bath and body oil, room spray, and hand soap. Their products are also SLS & SLES free, dye free, aluminum fee, paraben free, and  cruelty free, which I really appreciate, and so will your hair (no sulfates is the number one thing I look for in a shampoo!)

unnamedI’ll probably be getting my next candle or several from MeFragrance, since I love customizing everything! They were also kind enough to offer my readers a 10% off coupon with code littlescents! Let me know if you end up creating your own scent. I’d love to hear about it!

3235Thank you to MeFragrance for the gifted perfume,

and thank you to my readers for supporting the brands that keep Little Bitty City One up and running!