Can you tell that I'm maybe compiling a bunch of these to have ready for the arrival of The Small One? Yes yes, I'll freeze a whole bunch of stuff to have at the ready for those first couple of weeks, but honestly, I'd rather spend the before-bed hours with my family than with the stove...
Last night, Kendrick was doing whatever he does in his office while I was sitting in bed reading, and I called out to him to ask if he thought I'd been more emotional than usual lately, and slowly...very slowly...a pair of saucer eyes and a wide-open mouth came peeking around the corner.
The wedding that we rented the car to go to was a blast. As was the drive up, mostly because it was kind of weird.
I spent Friday morning at an event that cannot be described as anything other than "hip." I hate the word "hip"; it makes me feel like, I don't know, Amy Poehler in Mean Girls or something...but there's really no better word for the preview of the new Dr. Martens campaign starring Agyness Deyn and Ash Stymest (below). It was at the Morrison Hotel, was hosted by Scott Schuman and Garance Doré (both really lovely people who offered up some great advice for bloggers), and featured a menu of...peach schnapps (and mini cups of granola-sprinkled acai berry smoothie for me). At 9AM.
The First and Forever campaign is based on the idea that everyone remembers their first pair of Dr. Martens, and presumably the schnapps was present to get attendees into the mood for sharing their own "firsts" (things got very intimate very quickly), with guests offering up stories about everything from first dates to first jail stints. Fun fun.
Now: the shoes!
Headed to a wedding in NJ today.
Before we go any further, let me just tell you: that fresh peach Greek yogurt is like fluffy clouds of heaven mixed with a dollop of rainbows and sunshine. You really need to eat some...like, as soon as possible. Today? Today.
The place where I bought the yogurt, Nature's Gifts Market (a.k.a. Likitsakos Market), is located just a few blocks from me, over on Lex and 87th. I went in today to check it out on the recommendation of the owner's daughter, Alex, but as it turns out - and I just remembered this moments after stepping through the front door - I've been there before. Probably dozens of times, in fact, because they make turkey pinwheels that were quite the rage back in 1999, when I went to high school two blocks away.
The place is a total throwback to old-school markets, and has been an institution on the UES for the past thirty years...but now it's struggling in the wake of the opening of the brand-new Fairway (yeah, the same one I got all excited about a couple of weeks ago). And...you know, it's so easy to forget - and so heartbreaking - how local, family-run businesses can suffer just because some Barnes & Noble or Starbucks or Food Emporium decided to open its doors a few blocks away. Of course it's OK to patronize chains, and they're great for some things, but it's also important to continue to support local merchants however possible...and there's something about them that you just can't find at a chain. The owner knows your name and what you like when you walk in the door...and what you like is the yogurt that he makes himself, from a recipe passed down through generations of family members.
At last night's Anthropologie Color & Prints event (with Lindsey & Christine), trying on some favorite items from their fall line (that HAT).
To create this sculptural effect, use a thin brush to apply heavily pigmented powder liner (rather than liquid liner) - you'll have more control.
