Berlin Weekend Roundup: Sunshine!

SUN

                

AND SNOW                Dress (vintage), belt (borrowed from BF), over-knee boots (ALDO)

                


This weekend the sun (yes the sun!) decided to show its face and although every day I complain (hopefully mostly in my head) about the lack there of here in Berlin, I didn't even realize how much I actually missed it until I was woken up with "look, sun!" and I felt those amazing warm beams on my face. That is not to say that it has warmed up here, quite the contrary, but I still decided to wear a dress for the occasion (with plenty underneath). With the sun in the day and snowball fights in the night, I would have to say that the weekend was quite all right.

It all went something like this: sushi, sake, snow date, wine at my new regular hangout Luzia, snow ball fight walk home, usual stop downstairs, falling asleep on the couch, holiday chocolate package, Christmas shopping in Kudam, Chanel perfume love affair, gourmet food shopping and sampling in Ka De We, glühwein in H&M, American diner dinner, bad movie in the theater, sleeping in, reading in bed, consuming chocolate package, lost wallet freak out, Boardwalk Empire.

Snow Leopard

All thrift, over-knee boots ALDO

After the most freezing night I have ever felt, I woke up and Berlin was completely covered in snow. I decided to wear a sheer over-sized leopard print blouse that I was planning to sell but somehow ended up in my closet — I tucked it into some jeans with some over-the-knee boots and voilà, snow leopard. I will admit that over-the-knee boots and leopard sounds provocative, but this was certainly far from that. Oh and of course I wore a cardigan, gloves, a coat, a hat and a really big scarf over it as well.

Berlin Weekend Roundup

With work to be done and obligations to be filled this weekend wasn't quite as exciting as last, we didn't even get the chance to take any blog worthy photos. Granted it was cheaper and more relaxing, which is always nice and nothing to complain about.

It all went something like this: dinner recipe experiment, surprisingly good dinner, Alice and Wonderland 3D, sleeping in, work, home redecorating, pizza, wine, impromptu late night summer fashion show, sunday brunch at home, Mauerpark flea market, snow storm, hot chocolate in Prenzlauer Berg, reading in bed.

P.S. Although there were a few plot changes I would have made, I definitely had a good first (not counting Michael's Jackson's Captain EO at Disneyland) 3D experience and was quite impressed by all those creatures flying out of the screen. Usually I am not into such fantastical things, and would have rather done anything then see Avatar, but with Lewis Carrol, Johnny Depp and the Cheshire Cat, it was totally watchable, even enjoyable.

What did you do this weekend?

Snow.

Swirling outside my window like feathers softly making there way to the ground — putting me in a trance as this song fills my ears...

Too bad I have so much to do today that requires clear streets and skies. As the move to Berlin gets closer and closer, the knot in my back is getting tighter and tighter. There is just so much more stuff to be done as well as people to see, and this snow is not helping. How could something that looks so lovely feel so stressful?

I'm Melting...

Snow snow go away. I am over you as much as I am over NYC. But why in God's name am I moving somewhere that's actually colder? Good question. Will someone please take me on a tropical vacation?

For those of you who are not over the snow or at least looking at it, my friend Daniel took some very cool storm photos, during and after, including the one above which is actually me.  

Little Things I Love About New York...

Fort Greene the morning after a snowstorm. 

               

               

               

Took these photos walking back from a sleep-over at Sunny's this morning. It was surprisingly quite lovely to be out on the streets at such an early hour instead of going straight from my bed to my computer as I usually do.

Snow Night

In New York it was snow days, and in Berlin it was snow nights. I thought it was fun under the sun, but snowball fights and sledding in the dark was a completely incomparable kind of awesome.

The Best New Year's Eve, The Best New Year

After a long hungover day of traveling (can you believe the flight from Germany is nine hours?) I am home in the States and a new year is upon us. I was supposed to already be back in NYC to celebrate New Year's, but as luck (that didn't seem like luck at the time) would have it, my flight got delayed a few days and I ended up staying through the end of the year and having the loveliest little New Year's Eve celebration on a snowy night with lit up skies. It was all sans makeup, fancy dresses (even though I love them), countdowns, and parties — just the two of us, a few bottles of champagne, some delicious cheese, an awesome dance party mix, and the most intensely overwhelming amateur firework show seen from a fifth floor balcony (our extreme proximity to the blasts made me hyperventilate with a crazy smile for at least an hour, no joke they were 10 feet from our faces). So simple, so crazy, so fun.

If this perfect evening is any indication of the year to come, bring it on 2010...and I wish the same to all of you.

               

Tears, Snow Angels, and Sequins

On Saturday I spent my day crying more tears than I have shed in a long, long time. Maybe I was being punished for blatantly bragging about my life as a jetsetter, but the day I chose to fly out to Berlin just happened to be the same day as the first huge snowstorm of the year and not only was my flight cancelled, I was told that there was no way for me to get on another flight until after the holidays. I went from thinking I was going to see my boyfriend in less than a day, to thinking it would be months until I would get to Berlin. It was pretty awful, but luckily after much time on hold ironically listening to "Let it Snow" and much back and forth with some non-helpful and finally one very helpful Delta operators, I got a ticket to fly out on Christmas Eve and back New Year's Day. Not ideal, but totally worth it. And if this whole debacle hadn't gone down, I wouldn't have gotten to experience one of the loveliest days (and a not too shabby night) I have had in NYC in long time.

I can't believe I have lived in New York for almost five years and it has taken me this long to get to a park after a snow storm. Until yesterday in Prospect, I guess I just didn't know what I was missing. It was pure unadulterated fun — sledding, snow angels, snow ball fights and just so many people out enjoying the almost two feet of snow that landed on our city. I felt like an eight-year-old soaked to the bone but having too much fun to care.

The evening was more of an adulterated affair and Sunny and I got all decked out in our finest attire and headed into the city for my one and only Christmas party of the season and a Bon Voyage evening for Megan. The usual debauchery and dancing to Liz and Legs' tunes proved to be even more satisfying when decked out in fur and sequins. So anyway, long story sort of short, it's not so terribly bad that my flight got cancelled because yesterday was just perfect. Here are too many pics.

                

            

          

             

 

                        

This Made Me Smile...

I’m not so big into horses, or snow for that matter, but for some reason this photo makes me feel better. Something about those rosy cheeks maybe makes me want to take a big deep breath.

It's Fucking Snowing!

I don''t even know what to believe anymore!