Experience a Miracle, Right Now

Shanali Martin wearing Romance Was Born for an America’s Next Top Model photographed by Jez Smith 

· feeling lost              · seeking divine intervention
· desiring a “sign”      · feeling abandoned by the universe

Shattered mirror heels by Nicholas Kirkwood for Rodarte, Romper by Romance Was Born, Owl t-shirt by Burberry.
INNER: I recognize and appreciate the miracles all around me.

warningWARNING: Wear may cause boundless miracles and appreciation of the beauty of common moments.

magical-fashionAngela Lindval models Magical Fashion by Richard Burbridge, Harper’s Bazaar US

Are you waiting for something miraculous to happen in your life?

I’ve been asking for a miracle. It’s something I’ve done over the years for different reasons. “Please send a miracle, Universe” is a phrase I pleaded inwardly when a friend was ill with cancer, when I found out I’d need to have an early emergency C-section, while trying to pass a difficult exam, and even after circling a busy block several times in search of an open parking spot.

I think people ask for miracles in all sorts of situations. Most often when they need something or when they or someone they love is facing a life threatening challenge—or, in my case, whenever I drive on the 405 Freeway (I live in Los Angeles, folks).

Merriam-Webster says a miracle is:

  1. An unusual or wonderful event that is believed to be caused by the power of God
  2. A very amazing or unusual event, thing, or achievement
  3. An extraordinary event manifesting divine intervention in human affairs
  4. An extremely outstanding or unusual event, thing, or accomplishment
  5. Divinely natural phenomenon experienced humanly as the fulfillment of spiritual law


burrberryfallvidcapCara Delevingne models for Burberry’s ‘Woodland Adventure’ 

Last week I requested to witness a miracle—something that was so obvious and clear that I couldn’t ignore it. I was hopeful something stunning would reveal itself. I’d walk out to find a stack of cash on my doorstep or maybe a sign from nature like an owl sitting my balcony.

Instead, I came upon something horrifying. A mother and daughter were struck by a truck in a crosswalk in front of my daughter’s school on their way into class. The 4th grade girl sustained minor injuries, but sadly the mother was killed. It didn’t make sense. It wasn’t fair. Why would something so awful happen?

A couple days later I came across a quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson:

“The invariable mark of wisdom is to see the miraculous in the common.”

The accident made me realize it wasn’t the “boom” kind of miracle I was looking for; rather, it was the ability to appreciate the miracles that already are, the simple and beautiful moments I often take for granted. We are blessed with miracles around every corner, every day. As I open my awareness to the “common” miracles, I feel myself expanding and appreciating how phenomenal and miraculous being alive is.

Shattered Mirrored Heels by Nicholas Kirkwood for Rodarte for Harper’s Bazaar US.

Inspired by author Arvind Devalia, I came up with a “miracle appreciation list” to help remind me of ordinary (if they can be called that) marvels:

The miracle of existence. Energy flows through our bodies and through the entire earth. Solar systems form and dissipate, and the Earth revolves around the sun. How the heck does any of it happen? What makes a waterfall flow, a sunset glow, a volcano erupt? How do all of the species of plants and animals on this planet survive and evolve? I know there are scientific explanations, but even so, life is mysterious and miraculous.

“If existence was ever a miracle, then existence is always a miracle.” – Andrew Schwartz

The miracle of our bodies. Blood pulses through our veins, our hearts pump, we breathe in oxygen and out CO2. Our wounds heal, our hair and nails grow, and our food is digested. Our bodies host all sorts of microcosms that work symbiotically, and it’s amazing how often I forget to appreciate the vessel I have that, for the most part, runs smoothly without much input or effort on my part.

The miracle of creativity. Imagination. A song.  Poetry. It’s the ability to put an experience into words that touch and inspire. Dancing, twirling, shaking to our very core. It’s found in the arts, nature, and in meaningful conversations. It can be simple but it always delights. Being creative beings is one of humankind’s greatest miracles.

The miracle of innovation. This absolutely falls under the creativity umbrella, but I felt it required its own paragraph because it’s so broad and important. The inventions humans have come up with never cease to amaze me: electricity, modern medicine, indoor plumbing, the Internet, sending humans to the moon. These commonly used innovations undoubtedly shape the world we live in.

The miracle of love. Loving friendships, romantic partners, and family are the most important aspects of most of our lives. The energy that flows between people is incredible and ineffable. It’s powerful and effortless. It’s a miraculous force that binds and fills us. Love is the most healing tool any of us can ever use or experience—and it’s free and always available if we choose to connect to it.

“Miracles: You do not have to look for them. They are there, 24-7, beaming like radio waves all around you. Put up the antenna, turn up the volume – snap… crackle… this just in, every person you talk to is a chance to change the world.” – Hugh Elliott

Miracles happen every day. It’s up to each of us to notice and appreciate them. What common miracles are you grateful for?


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“I Am Beautiful” Are Not Dirty Words

Open-toe, metallic heel boot by Celine

I’m much more comfortable behind a camera than in front of one. For a decade I’ve been an editor at various publications, working with top models and celebrities. So when many of my readers asked me to highlight more of my personal style, I cringed. No, my goal was simply to showcase the clothing (especially the shoes) that brought me joy, made me feel powerful, sexy, or more at peace.

Or was that really what was going on? I think something more complicated was brewing. I’m at ease with not being model thin and appreciate my classical features and sense of style. But, in the fashion industry, wearing a size 6 is considered “fat” and being over 30 is absolutely “old.” Frankly, no chic chick wants to be labeled as either.

This is a vintage dress I’ve owned and worn for several years. I’m drawn to polka-dots and anything
black and white. It also reminds me of Miss Monroe’s iconic air-blown dress.

Call me fat, call me old (or too thin and young), but I’m not afraid to tell the world that I think I’m beautiful. Yup, I said it. And no, I’m not a self-obsessed narcissist. I am sick and tired of advertisers, corporations and beauty products telling me I need to fix myself. I like who I am and the way I look. Yes, I have a bit of a belly and wrinkles around my eyes, but I am comfortable about that. I want all people, especially my young daughter, to understand that not only is it okay to feel beautiful, but self-love is one of the most important and empowering things a person can feel (and practice). I am fit. I am healthy. I am just right, stretch marks and all. (I’ll tell you a secret, I’ve dressed a lot of models and most of them aren’t flawless either.)

These boots by Celine are my go-to “going out” shoe right now. I love the way they give an edge to a
romantic dress or steam up a pair of leather pants or skinny jeans.

I feel beautiful; I hope you feel that you are, too.


I’m a fan of a well-fitting blazer. While I tend to stay away from bows in general, I find this one by
Viktor & Rolf to be playful and flattering yet simultaneously polished.

If you don’t, I want to encourage you to take a long look in the mirror and focus on the things you like about your appearance. Then try it again, this time focusing on all of the places you despise (we all have them). Instead of hating, send each of those areas love. Practice this every morning, as you get ready. Just like working out, it may feel uncomfortable in the beginning but it gets easier the more you practice. There is scientific evidence that proves that repeating a thought (or affirmation) actually creates new neural pathways in the brain. This simple exercise has changed my entire outlook on my physique. It’s quick and free, and there is no product in the world that can give you the kind of confidence that comes from loving yourself. “I am beautiful,” is a mantra I hope every person, man or woman, chants inwardly everyday. Join me by posting a photo of yourself on Facebook or twitter with the hashtag #soleprescription


The stunning metallic heel is incredibly comfortable. I went out this past weekend and was the only girl
able to keep her shoes on for the duration of our “dance off.” I even dropped it low a few times
(don’t worry, there was absolutely no twerking involved.)


Because you are beautiful, just the way you are.


Her Wealth Was Measured By Her Laughter

Penny loafers by Sonya Clark

Sole Prescription Pharmacy Dr. Shannon Bindler, M.A., C.E.C.
The penny loafer is prescribed for individuals looking to step into greater abundance in any area of life (physical, emotional, spiritual, or mental). The penny loafer is a slip­on shoe without laces. In its traditional form, it has an almond toe and a low­stacked block heel. It has a slotted strap stitched to the vamp, which may house a coin, jewel, stud or tassel.
A penny loafer is prescribed to individuals suffering from one or more of the following feelings or experiences: financial instability, impoverishment, hopelessness, envy or jealousy directed at those who have more, nervousness or anxiety about one's financial future, neediness, scarcity.
Repeated wear may create unexplainable income opportunities, including but not limited to: raises, lowering of expenses, inheritance, new employment, generosity from others, ROI, scholar­ ships, grants, business prospects, and other means of gain such as money falling from the sky.

I first found my own style in the ’80s. My hippie parents held an unflappable allegiance to flower power fringe jackets and bell­-bottoms, but I found inspiration in one of that era’s top TV shows, Family Ties, starring Michael J. Fox.

Fox’s character, Alex P. Keaton, represented the ultimate in preppy stylishness. He was a poster child for those of us who one day wanted to attain great financial success and power—the kind that came with education and innate coolness. While my parents were more concerned with maintaining their organic vegetable garden than amassing great wealth, I aspired to become a “preppie” like Alex.

My first grade back-­to­-school­-night is my earliest memory of style embarrassment. My mother showed up wearing a long denim skirt depicting a patchwork mountain scene with a flock of flying geese and a peace sign hovering over a pink sunset. She paired the look with the aforementioned-­fringed leather jacket. My father also brought his A­game: oversized aviator sunglasses, shoulder-­length hair held back with a red bandana, brown leather jacket and a scuffed pair of work boots. So not preppy 80’s style…

In an attempt to create some distance from my weird parents, I scooted to the far end of the chalkboard. Maybe my classmates would assume they were with some other kid? My lively Italian mother quickly revealed the truth by shouting my name. My nightmare worsened when my parents walked around saying things like, “What a trip!” when I pointed out the house I had painstakingly constructed from Cheerios and Elmer’s Glue… Even now as “official” senior citizens, they still use this phrase to describe anything mildly thought­-provoking, though I’m fairly certain it’s been at least forty years since they’d been anywhere near an actual “trip.”

Pretending to seem engrossed by a row of jars filled with colored pencils, I insecurely motioned I’d be over in a minute. I slid a red pencil into a jar filled with other red pencils. I longed to fit in somewhere so neatly. I’d carefully chosen my outfit the night before: knee-­high socks worn with a Laura Ashley dress and a pair of patent leather penny loafers. Alex would certainly approve. I reflected on my crush and remembered that he also had parents with dated tastes. I wasn’t alone after all. What would Alex do? I knew that both his parents and mine, although fashionably challenged, cared a great deal for us. I figured Alex would recognize this as a tremendous fortune and proudly march his penny loafers over to his parents and introduce them to his friends. I decided to do the same.

Looking back, my parents were rather hip even if their style didn’t exactly fit the times. Like the Keaton family, there was an abundance of love and attention in our home, which many may argue is the only abundance that matters.

I recently wore a pair of penny loafers to my own daughter’s Parent Night. She chose a pair of Doc Martens and a pink lace dress. I assume it’s her broad view of abundance and not my hip sense of style that kept her hand in mine all evening.

When working with the intention of abundance, I slip on my penny loafers and imagine my inner preppie flipping up her collar before she links arms with Alex P. Keaton. Though I’ve long forgone the big hair of the ’80s and tend to an organic garden of my own, the penny loafer remains a reminder of all of the ways abundance may show up in my life.

“What a trip!”

With Good Love + Nurture, Her Dreams Blossomed

Dreamers don’t make dreams come true, doers do. But, moving from the dreaming to the doing can feel overwhelming.

No one plants a botanical garden in a single day. A gardener creates beds, preps the soil, and then starts seedlings. She waters and nurtures, waters and nurtures, and makes sure her plants get plenty of sunlight. Then she does it all again. The long process seems obvious when I think about nature. Why is it so easy to forget that the same is required for nurturing our dreams?

Dreams don’t come to fruition overnight, and anyone who tells you otherwise is lying. Successful people nurture their dreams for a decade, sometimes longer. There may be an occasional shoot-to-stardom story, but usually when you trace it back, it merely appears that the hero of that story skyrocketed to the top. Chances are they’ve been quietly cultivating their garden of dreams for some time.

The best way to tend a dream is to make sure it’s a S.M.A.R.T. one:






Time Bound


What’s the next action required? (If it feels too big, break it down into an even smaller step until it’s manageable.)

Do that action.

If you ask yourself that question everyday and S.M.A.R.T.ly act on it, one morning you’ll look up and realize you are standing in a blooming paradise.

Just remember to stop and smell the roses along the way.