delpozo resort 2017


Dear Mode readers, it is my sincere privilege to introduce you to one of my new favorite designers. I present… Delpozo. In 2012, Josep Font took over the 42-year-old Spanish fashion house to revamp the brand and has been churning out dreamy, voluminous creations ever since. His training in architecture is apparent in the over-exaggerated pleats, wide sleeves, and three-dimensional colorblocking of the label’s first resort collection.

Stars and stripes dance across structured separates. Font uses pattern and texture to emphasize shape, yet still maintains a minimalist aesthetic with clean, defined silhouettes. I’m crazy about the sequin stars that add a hint of sparkle to pointed collars, bags, and skirts. There’s a restrained whimsicality to Font’s designs, a quirkiness that is channeled into something eccentric and effortless. Follow the jump to fall in love with my favorite looks from the Resort 2017 collection and to read about Font’s designs, background, and inspiration in his own words.

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monday mood

orange you glad it’s autumn?


Night Film by Marisha Pessl

Westworld, The Night Of

Check out…
this DIY project for a beautiful pair of Loeffler Randall-inspired Nicolette heels by Miss Enocha / this NY Times op-ed piece by Julia Baird about eschewing age-restrictive dress codes / an amazing eye nail art DIY over at A Beautiful Mess / a personal essay by O.T. Marod on how to make a living as a poet via The Point Magazine / this chic fuzzy slipper DIY from The Sorry Girls / the groundbreaking news that Oxford University Press will credit both Shakespeare and Christopher Marlowe for the three Henry VI plays via the Associated Press / how fashion can speak for a presidential candidate’s family, via the NY Times


Happy Halloween! Today’s Monday Mood is a roundup of some amazing articles and essays I read this month, as well as a few fun DIY projects that I’m going to try soon. I also wanted to gather some street style imagery highlighting my current go-to hues—fiery orange and marigold. Blue has always been my favorite color, but lately I can’t stop obsessing over shoes, sweaters, and coats that feature these poppy autumnal shades. They’re perfect for transitioning seasons, and since summer is finally (but slowly, seeing as I live in San Francisco) fading into fall, I’m excited to rock a warmer color palette for the cooler months.

(Images, clockwise from top left: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 )

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listen up | old favorites for fall


While some people revel in crafting playlists with one hundred of the newest hits, I’m the kind of person who gets immense pleasure from listening to her favorite bands over and over again and occasionally seeking out new music. I love lots of different music genres, but my tastes tend to lean towards oldies and indie music. I also prefer to listen to a band or musical artist’s entire album instead of jumping around between songs, but occasionally I’ll create a playlist that reflects my current headspace. Fall always gets me nostalgic, so I’ve recently had a bunch of old favorites (you can never go wrong with Death Cab for Cutie, The Decemberists, or Simon & Garfunkel!) on repeat. Click through to hear an hour’s worth of autumn-appropriate tunes.

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life etc.

real talk at 25


Yesterday I turned twenty-five. I’ve been here a quarter of a century and lived to tell the tale. I have been a daughter, a musician, a friend, a partner, a slacker, an athlete, a fashion student, a sales associate, an English major, an editor, a freelancer, and a graduate with honors. Now I am a poet, a writer, a coffee drinker, a cat mother, a blogger, and a copywriter. The list goes on, and luckily it will continue to develop.

At twenty-five, I feel I’ve failed in many ways. I’ve wasted time. I’ve wasted money. I’ve lost friends. I’ve been a flake. At times I’ve said too much and others too little. I’ve broken promises. I’ve started projects and then abandoned them. I have also triumphed. I have written stories, essays, and poems that I am proud to call my creative work. I’ve gained new friends. I’ve read amazing literature that excited something deep within me. I’ve cried because a song or a sonata was too beautiful. I have traveled to Japan and China and France. I have lived many lives in these twenty-five years and, unfulfilled, I intend to live many more.

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read this, read that

Read This, Read That

Welcome to “Read This, Read That,” where I invite friends, bloggers, and bibliophiles of all sorts to share some of their favorite books or writing with Mode and the Like. From novels and poems to cookbooks and art tomes, you’ll find a diverse selection of recommended reading in this feature.


The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupery / The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo
recommended by Hannah

As the call of adulthood intensifies, I find myself yearning for the fragile, beautiful world of a child. Icons of a gentle childhood come and gone are invaluable to those living in a world of college textbooks and career planning manuals. I savor the occasional conversation with my peers spent passionately recounting Disney movies. I still remember long summer afternoons stationed in the children’s section of the local library. Amidst busy semesters of philosophy and Old English, the endearing characters and stories of children’s literature remain an oasis, warm and comforting.

This lust for childhood days recently led me back to two of the most well-loved books of my youth—The Little Prince by Antoine De Saint-Exupery and The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane by Kate DiCamillo. I adored them in a vague, dreamy way as a child, but it was not until reading them as an “adult” (if I can call myself that) that I unearthed much deeper, significant meanings. What I found was just as meaningful to my life as the canonical literature of my studies, lessons that just happened to be delivered in the form of a porcelain rabbit doll and a little prince from another planet.

Both The Little Prince and The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane unfold like epics, following the characters as they travel and encounter new friends. The little prince speaks of his travels from planet to planet, remarking on the quirky character of the inhabitants and the way in which each befriended him. He learns that even the memory of great friends makes life worthwhile; the stars are no longer only stars, but the beacon of many profound experiences of love. Edward Tulane, a toy rabbit, is tragically lost by his first owner and finds himself handed from home to home. Readers follow Edward as he loves and leaves family after family, learning to both embrace and let go as time inevitably tears them apart.

I found myself smiling through my tears at the touching portrayals of friendship in both stories. The characters may be innocent, and their ways of loving may be simplified, but it is that kind of love that adult readers need reminding of. While everyone must inevitably leave childhood book collections behind, one need not forget the way of living portrayed in their colorful pages. I am surprised to find that children’s books contain the secret to a storybook adulthood lived both whimsically and lovingly.


Hannah Bendiksen

Hannah Bendiksen is studying Creative Writing at the University of San Francisco. She enjoys scribbling in journals, aimlessly daydreaming, and people-watching through tinted sunglasses.

Would you like to contribute to “Read This, Read That”? Send me an e-mail.

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