I didnt really have the itch for new fall clothes....until Sarah Kr's recent weekly replies to a variety of my assults on her inbox begin or end with: "omg i have the shopping bug. need new everythinnnnnnng." And then I jump onboard and I'm just J. Screwed. From boots to bangles, I totally love this upcoming season's colors and trends. Except for the high waisted flare jeans. No no nooooo. But a ressurections of my '04 bootleg Rock & Republics? YES. Bold, jeweltone shift dresses and oversized cardigans....granny plaids and leopard flats? MmmHM. I'll take it. A Friday Favorites on a Tuesday....look at that. (shoot it's only Monday.)
Zara Tulip Dress. $99. This totally is a dress made for me and my tiny top, larger rear physique ha. Love the color. Hate that Zara doesnt do online shopping.
J Crew Leopard Flats. $125. Not over the top and furry. And the more reasonable than Tory B.
Target Black Riding Boots. Just get them.
The Oversized Cardigan. I am not a fan of this pattern but the fit/cut/chunkiness is so up my ally. The kind of sweater coat you wear every Sunday and cuddle on the couch or to a casual Le Pain Q dinner with friends. My eyes are out for a first grey/ivory/black/less aggressive patterned one for fall. So far, nada.
I had some friends from both Pittsburgh & NYC that just didn't feel the earthquake on Wednesday. No rumbling or rolling for them. Kindof missed out, kindof missed nothing special. I pretty much had the same thing happen to me last night as it relates to the Hurricane Irene hoopla (aka: the east coast's freakout of the month). I slept like a baby last night and in full power and AC. I woke up and noticed the stark silence in our bedroom (our apt faces inward and is on the corner, so essetially contained from the elements, but still....there was a hurricane outside(!). No sirens, no normal NYC noises. I literally slept through Hurricane Irene. Oops. But that's not to say it wasn't a fun hibernation station here in 7B. We organized and checked things off the apartment's stagnant to-do list (some wedding thank yous for recent gifts, deep clean of the kitchen, iPhoto book creating). From a Friday pizza feast @ Artichoke (to carb load, naturally, if we cant get to food all next week?), a Saturday spin (because if the world is ending, I want to get my butt kicked prior), and a Hollywood Diner brunch, to a simple movies-scrabble-wine-mexican feast Sat evening....Irene's forced slow down was lovely :)
This week in natural disaster news, us Manhattanites have experienced an earthquake with a hurricane coming our way. Birds were falling out of the sky a few months ago. Fish randomly dying in rivers. I'm not saying the world ISNT ending. All joking aside, I pretty much just get really bummed out when weather plays a role in ruining plans. On Saturday, we were to be celebrating a full NYC 60th Bday Celebration for my mother in law with all the bells & whistles. *SIGH* Really was looking forward to this. And seeing my CUTER THAN SPRINKLES niece :) Hurricane Irene, go away.
But, in an effort to celebrate life's positives and focus on the goodness, this week's FFs are simple things that make me smile. A food, a scent, a wine, a face scrub and a sweet treat.
Mexican Taco Feast. This will be our dinner tonight and when the email I get from Lee saying we're having tacos for dinner elicits a response of "mmmmmmm friday tacos!!!!!!!!"...you know it will be a good Friday. And how cheap is a homemade taco meal? The answer: very.
Yankee Candle in Clean Cotton. Without fail, I always go back to this scent. It makes our apartment feel like a big house and super comfy home :)
Sequoia Grove Sauv Blanc. You know how certain wines completely take you back to the spot you were when you first sipped it? Lee and I lunched under the sequoia trees at this winery during a Napa jaunt in 2009. One of the most amazing afternoons spent on a vacation and this wine totally takes me back. Deli sandwiches, this sauvignon blanc, my happy place.
St. Ives Timeless Skin Daily Microderm Abrasion. BEST FACIAL SCRUB EVER. I'm not sure I actually agree that this is as good as real microderm abrasion, but it sure leaves my skin silky smooth.
Trader Joe's Salt Water Taffy. It is due to these treats alone that I have considered going on a 30 day sugar fast. See that red and white twisty one in the middle? They are always the first to be eaten. Just like pink Starburts;)
"You can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life" -Steve Jobs
I love the simplicity in Jobs' words. For a man that has revolutionized our daily lives, his message to people remains so basic. Trusting one's gut and living in the moment have got to be two of the greatest challenges I face as a late twenty-something. I know my friends of the same age feel similarly as the life phase we are going through now is so unique and fueled by careers, relationships, and the cities we call home. We start to root ourselves in a place, but dont want to latch on too tight. Early this morning(7am latte, I love you), I had coffee with a friend who is just coming back to NYC after a stint away in another town. Our discussion revolved around really coming into our own as of late and settling into what we know to be so whole and true for us as individuals: to build a lasting career where growth and talent is acknowleged....to honor my first year of marriage with as much passion and strength as I know how-setting the tone for years to come...to find out who your true friends are....and who accepts you for your individual life choices. Recently I've been finding myself saying and thinking, "well, we've all only got one life to live!"...and I today, I know as soundly as ever that my "dot" on this spot in my life is as right as ever, and on the wiggly, alinear path.
PS: My Dad is a dead-ringer for Steve Jobs..
*why is the car rumbling it is in park.
*apply break (nothing happens, rumble rolling continues.)
*is the truck across from me's bass so loud it's shaking the road?
*side eye given to driver of said truck.
*google "earthquake staten island."
*if i get stuck in staten island i'm going to be SO pissed.
*1010wins confirms earthquake in NYC (!)
*that was crazy.
*email from Lee, he's fine, his officebuilding was shaking.
*no seriously, if i get stuck in staten island........
*do work, wait an hour and a half.
*breeze home, quickest drive over verrazano bridge + through battery tunnel EVER.
*i'll take a mini-quake for that commute home any day.
I walked into my girlfriend Jackie's family beach house on Friday night and was immediately 18yrs old again. Isn't scent such an amazingly powerful sense? I couldnt believe how quickly my mind jolted back to the year us gals celebrated our graduation from high school. I walked up the stairs into the family room and there sat two of my dear friends, big smiles and hugs waiting for me. I kept giggling and pointing to things in the room, remembering this spot that once held us all on the cusp of our college years. What a great moment. So much love for you ladies.
Avalon, New Jersey. Boy, have you changed since the last time. Or switch that. We've changed. You got better (we all got better too I'd like to think!) And we realized that nightlife and things besides the ice cream shop existed along Dune Drive. This time we enjoyed happy hour at The Princeton ($20 for 9 drinks or something amazing like that), a Cafe Loren BYOWine dinner where we closed the place down, seafood bisque that I'll be dreaming about for days, a beer at Fred's Tavern(!!), and a visit to Avalon Freeze where JIMMIES are a topping (not sprinkles, and yes, we still need our daily ice cream fix.) It's safe to say, it was a successful wknd *down the shore*.
PS: On a totally seperate note, Saturday (keeping in blog theme that Saturdays really take the cake) my girlfriend Abby delivered her gorgeous daughter into the world. Receiving this news while taking in the morning sun and smelling the beachy breeze, I was moved to the point of tears. I don't often pray at the thought of something....but my goosebumpy arms sent a charge through me that gave way to a silent "welcome to the world prayer" for A's baby girl. The next generation of little ones. I cant even stand it(!!!). So happy for A & her husband and families.
10 summers ago , my high school ladies and I packed up our bags in Wexford and drove to the Jersey shore for an epic senior week of 18yr old fun (read: awesome/embarassing/debaucherous trip all wrapped into one:) Jax & I rode the tandem bike screaming "WE ARE....PENN STATE" all through the quiet streets of Avalon one night. We wore American Eagle/Abercrombie like it was going out of style. We bought matching hoodies (how great are hoodies?) from Fred's Tavern. But we werent old enough to enjoy Fred's Tavern. We thought we were so cool. HA! So flash forward a decade, 3 of us are able to make the trek back for a reunion wknd. We will miss all the other ladies so much but life...life gets in the way sometimes. A cross country move, a new job and a business school trip to China....all valid excuses, I say. We'll tell old stories and reminisce about growing up. Inevitably, there will be some tears (happy and sad) and great conversation with friends who've known you for almost your whole life. Cheers to that.
Now...for this week's FFs....a taste of summer and the beach in honor of this weekend's festivities!
Bumble & Bumble Surf Spray. I'm probably the 5000the person to recommend this product. It just even does a great job on my stringy, childlike hair. And it smells like the beach. Adding that perfect amount of salty wavyness to your hair even if you dont go into the ocean. Like me.
Pinkberry Frozen Yogurt Salted Caramel. I mean, I can't even talk about how deep my cravings for this flavor go.
The cheap VS bikini. A honeymoon staple (x3) last year. It's $19.99 total. I dont care if everyone else has them.
SPF + Helioplex. The "+ Helioplex" makes me feel like I'm going the extra mile for my casper-like transparent skin. It takes a while to rub in but know you're doing right by your skin.
Frogs Leap Sauvignon Blanc. My absolute favorite California white wine and my ideal hot summer night choice. Organic grapes. Sustainable farm vineyard. Crisp. Light. Pour me a glass now.
Today, was a wine and pinkberry for dinner one. Eeesh. Living here is hard sometimes. Karen blogged about it just this morning and boy was she right. This town, the jobs, the market. The intense highs to "seriously let's just move to the middle of nowhere and farm" lows. I would move to Colorado in a heartbeat. Why cant wall street be in the Rockies? I digress. But it was that kind of day. Lee went to play volleyball for the remainder ofthe evening. My kindle as company, a phone date with a girlfriend and a warm summer breeze on the roofdeck and we'll call it a hump day complete. The end.
Oh August, 2006....
It's been a long time since I've thought about you. That time in my life when I felt so out of wack, so determined to make something of myself, and just itching for the opportunity to start over. Giving NYC another shot after one *unpaid* not-the-career-for-me internship in entertaiment PR the previous summer was...how can I put it? A leap of freaking faith. A big one. My parents remember me calling them the summer of '04 in tears trying to juggle it all. And now I was choosing to go back but with a whole new agenda. A job possibility of my 22yr*oops 23* old dreams and a variety of people who also made their way there post-graduation. It was bumpy at first but as I settled into my new normal and came to know what made ME happy ....well those tears from summer's past turned to ones of joy. A slow process that is the evolution of one's character and self.
In the years that gone by, this city has made.my.life. Literally. I've grown into my career, I found my husband and I've made a circle of friends who all call this crazy town home. I've tried foods and studios and gyms and wine bars galore and can point out the exact nook of Central Park where we got engaged. I've lived in 3 different neighborhoods(UES, East Village, Chelsea) and have memories from each that stir the nostalgia within me. Who knows how long we will be here? Maybe forever. Probably not. But what I know for sure is that I will always in some capacity be a Manhattanite.
A (couples) retreat from the city. Friends who are like family. Boating and grilled food... and lots of wine, beers & laughter. This pretty much sums up the Markle-Amery wknd at Candlewood Lake!
The Connecticut lakeside home was built by Linds' great-grandfather and through the generations has been a loved location for family to gather...and where grandkids learned to fish, ski and scramble down along "Candy Beach." Simple and quaint, it feels like the house was actually built by memories. You can tell the living room was once packed with the chatter and tiny voices of little kids organizing themselves to put on a play with their parents watching below:)
For us, this weekend was one to relax. To have the biggest worry be how to prepare the sweet corn for dinner. To boat during the day and sit on the dock chatting for hours in the evening. To figure out the initial speed needed to get a waterskiier out of the water (the answer: gun it.) To enjoy an afternoon nap in the sun. And to take in the silence and see some stars. Done and done.
PS: First one to get up on waterskiis! If you can't tell by the video, I'm completely shocked and proud at the same time.
Sarah: one part of a family of THREE with my husband Lee and sweet girl Morgan, simply wanting to chronicle the path I'm on and the path that will come to be. For now it's NYC urban mamaville where everyday is a new adventure! (Actually, just getting to the post office is an adventure.)
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