Usually when you get back in touch with a long-lost relative it's because someone needs a kidney. But today I get an email from Pops telling me about a cousin I haven't seen since, well, I can't remember. Turns out she lives in NY and is a designer. And she doesn't need a kidney. But I'd be willing to sell a kidney in order to buy, well, everything in her line, Keller. Check out these sweet cut-out oxfords and the subtle detailing on her fold-down boots (love the midnight blue leather inside). NY mag just did a great writeup about her fall line. Go Clarks.