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Breakfast In The Leaves
We only have a handful of beautiful days left this year, so I’m taking advantage by spending every possible minute outside.
This morning’s mini-picnic: green tea, scrambled eggs with avocado, clementines, and Pepperidge Farm Gingerbread Swirl bread (which makes your kitchen smell incredible and can be made into an amazing French toast using this recipe).
The Tablescape Of My Dreams (+ Ramshackle Glam Flash Sale)
Big Day
Two years already.
I can hardly believe it.
I was going to get crazy with this birthday - I actually phoned up and reserved a petting zoo before coming to my senses and remembering that my son is two - but decided to keep it simple: close friends and family members, store-bought cupcakes and delivery pizza and homemade angel food cake with chocolate icing (the exact same cake that my mom made for me every birthday when I was a little girl).
Under Cover
There are some things that you rarely use, but are just super cool to own.
Like, say, a black, floor-length beaded gown that's really better-suited to the Oscars than anything that your real life actually involves, but that you found about a decade ago on Fifth Avenue for 80% off because some beads down near the hemline were missing and thought, "hey."
Or a bedazzled mask.
Tutorial: Textured Black French Manicure
One of my favorite nail looks is a simple black manicure (usually Essie Licorice), but I’m the first to admit that it’s not the most exciting choice in the world. Sure, black nail polish used to be kinda unexpected (back in the ‘90s, at least)…but now it’s made the jump straight into “classic” and is about as earth-shattering as pale pink.
But the black manicure they showed on the Kaelen Fall 2013 runway? That was something else entirely. It was like a mashup between a straightforward black manicure and a traditional French one, and incorporated matte and glossy finishes to create a look that’s simultaneously elegant and – yes – a little bit edgy.
Also? The look was apparently inspired by The Craft. Obviously I love this.
Picnic In The Sky
Career Confusion And Getting It Done
Q. Hi Jordan:
You've alluded several times to the fact that career time in your 20s was about figuring out what you wanted to do, not necessarily...doing it. My twenties are shaping up to be a complicated mess...and I'm wondering if you could help.
My original goal was to be a writer, but a few jobs into the media world I began to question this choice. I gave up writing to go back to school, and now I'm feeling like I never should have done so. Simply stated: I feel like I was put on this planet to write, but I have no earthly clue how to go about doing this.
DIY Distressed Denim
I'm super into distressed jeans at the moment...but it can be tough to find a pair that fits you exactly the way you want them to (and doesn't cost a fortune). The solution: just grab a pair of jeans you already own and use some basic around-the-house items to quickly and easily do the distressing job yourself.
Tip: Don't forget to insert a piece of cardboard into the legs of the jeans in the spots that you're distressing to protect the other side of the fabric - the point is to create wear and tear, not to cut the legs right off.
On The Sunny Side
It's strange: when I lived in L.A. "laid-back" is not a word I would have used to describe myself. I mean, I definitely did my fair share of pool-lounging during the years that I lived on the sunny side of the world, but the pervasive sense of not being where I wanted to be, not doing what I wanted to be doing colored every single day so thoroughly that it was often difficult to see the beautiful things that were all around me. I tried to see them...I just wasn't always so successful.
Experiencing L.A. nearly a decade (!) later - and from a whole different perspective - is another thing entirely.
You know how they say that women who have gone through childbirth experience a kind of selective amnesia about the truly atrocious parts of the process that enables them to even begin to conceive of doing the whole thing over again? Well, I don't know if that's necessarily true for everyone - I've got some crystal-clear recall going on, thanks - but that's sort of how it felt hanging out in L.A. again after all these years.









