Who Would've Thought...

...a white eyelet, lace-like skirt paired with a shredded rock n' roll tee? I'm pleasantly surprised.  

Photo via Because I'm Addicted. 

Maybe My Living Room Can Look Like This Now?

I just found out some amazing news. I know this sounds like a terrible thing to be excited about, but one of my roommates is moving out of my Brooklyn three bedroom apartment. The amazing thing is that my other roommate and I are going to take over the lease and stay here just the two of us (rent control is a beautiful thing) and now we have free reign to redecorate the place however we want. Oh there is another amazing thing too: I am going to get the extra little tiny room for my shoes and clothes. It is not a little tiny room anymore but a really really big closet. See, dreams do come true!

So, we are going to strip the place down, paint all the walls a fresh white and start over. Well, mostly. I mean we can't really afford to just re-furnish the place, but slowly with flea market trips, Housing Works runs and I'm sure a reluctant trip or two to IKEA we are going to turn this place around. So now my head is in a home decor space and I am finding inspiration all around me and of course on the Internet. One place in particular is this amazing tumblr that not only makes me want everything (yeah I am trendy) but then makes me seriously LAUGH OUT LOUD and a little bit at myself for wanting it. The presentation is brilliant, read it. That's where I got the above photo FYI.

Random Sunday

PARIS—Portrait of George Harrison of the Beatles when they were still performing in small theaters and cellars, 1963.

Random Sunday

PARIS—In front of the St. Lazare railway station, 2001.

Weekend Roundup: Things New and Old

I haven't done a roundup, especially a weekend one, in quite some time now. The truth is, the last couple of months have not been a time in my life that I have had any desire to document (Yay 2012!). But as spring is springing and the weather is warming up, the cloud has started to lift off myself and my little group of friends and what is underneath is something that's getting good.

So yeah, let me tell you about my weekend: It started early as my time working Fashion Month (oh was it a doozy) ended on Wednesday and then the next morning my two friends, Sunny and Scott, on a whim (if you can even use the word whim for a couple who have been together for ten years and have a now one-year-old) decided to tie the knot on the first birthday of that beautiful said daughter Sophia. It couldn't have been a more perfect day, 75 degrees in March with clear blue skies and the sweet smell of spring (and wedding flowers) in the air. We celebrated with a lovely picnic on the water in Dumbo, a cupcake for the not-so-baby-any-more little girl and lots of cheese and meat for us — and a ride on the Carousel for all. 

What a day it was, but lucky for me, when the tired mom and newlywed wanted to go to bed, a dear friend of mine had just arrived into town from Chicago so the fun didn't have to end. After over two years of not seeing each other, we had a late night of many things, that may have rivaled the ones of the past. And still, somehow we made it to the Empire State Building the next day — something I haven't done in all seven (minus a year and half in Berlin) years of living in NYC. 

The rest of the weekend continued in such fun fashion with a long solo walk through the city, a night with Mare, a flower surprise, an early evening in hunting attire, a birthday dinner for the visiting Chicagoan at my favorite restaurant, birthday drinks, Sunday brunch at the newlyweds, a bike ride, an afternoon in the park and a farewell dinner. So fun... It's good to be back, New York.   

Random Sunday

NEW YORK CITY—Writers Allen Ginsberg and Gregory Corso and publisher Barney Rosset in Washington Square Park, 1957.

GIRLS: The Real Sex and the City?

The hilarious seeming new show Girls appears to be the little more Brooklyn, little more realistic, version of our fave SATC (yes I admit it, still). I'm pretty excited to watch it, also pretty excited I am not in that stage of my life anymore. Or am I? Eeek.  

Anyway, with this and Mad Men on its way home, maybe I can really start living up to that watching more TV goal.

Not So Mellow Yellow

 

What a pleasantly surprising little yellow number on the streets of Paris — even more surprisingly worn by Leigh Lezark, who is usually clad in black. Wonder if I could pull a suit like this off, and where to? I really want it with shorts though. Surprise, surprise.

Photo Mr. Newton via Bazaar. 

Random Sunday

PARIS—Faye Dunaway and Warren Beatty at the premiere of Bonnie and Clyde, 1968.

We Can be Glamorous Too

All day I look at photos of glamorous people from my little computer and put them on the Internet for more people to see. Just realized I never put my photos from New Year's Eve on the blog. Here's one of Mary, me and Sunny. We can be a little glamorous at times too...

Do you remember when I got that leopard coat? Do you remember when I got that leather dress?

So Cool at Balmain

Oh Paris.... Can this be my new uniform?