because i have a blog i'm like contractually obligated to write "a year in review" post aren't i? drats, i thought so. i can't just say "ditto" how this gal (that last paragraph really got me) and this guy (his references to friday night lights just always make me giddy) encapsulated 2012? no? drats, again. okay, well, since you've left me no choice. ...
a holiday hiatus
hi. have you missed me? i know, i've missed me, too. just kidding. seriously though, it's been a whole week since i've contributed to the blogosphere and i must admit, it's been a bit strange. but peculiarity aside, i feel as though it was very necessary for me to "un-plug" for a bit. while i love y'all, i also ...
a christmas gram (what’s a christmas gram?)
i've made it no secret in the past where my holiday allegiances lie. (and for those who need a refresher, here's a hint, my favorite one involves food and football and family and one time it involved pilgrims and native americans, too). so when it comes to christmas, while i love it with the type ...
a holiday happy
i bought jeggings last night. i know, what a story, right? actually, if you recall my last venture with skinny jeans, it could have been a pretty good story in and of itself. but thankfully i was able to gauge my sizing pretty well and aside from the usual shimmying that is obligatory when trying on ...
the art of gift-giving (and a reference to FNL)
seeing as we're down to single digits on the christmas countdown, i figured now was a good of time as any to discuss the art of gift-giving. no, i'm not going to give you a "trader joes, nike tempos, and reality shows" 2012 gift guide to the in your life. so many other ladies have ...
pucker up, i’m published!
so i never thought my awkward first kiss story would get me published in a real live magazine, but here's proof, y'all: top right paragraph. is this real life? i learned yesterday that thanks to a less than romcom-worthy inaugural lip-lock, my story was selected to be included in the playful article "the mistletoe chronicles" which ...
one final ex-oh-ex-oh
it's the end of an era, y'all. for those seven of us who still watch the weekly musings of the upper east-side's well-dressed finest, tonight marks the closing of a chapter. the final episode of gossip girl. i remember when GG (as i lovingly refer to it) premiered some five years ago. far more racy than the cw ...
best intentions
i had a wonderful weekend. i really did. after serving leaded (aka rum-infused) 'nog to the club's luncheon guests, i finished out the last few tasks of my day before heading southward for an evening of fun. and despite the raindrops (and maybe because of them, too), we made the final hours of our friday afternoon ...
when cloudy skies are crying
[sung to the tune of your favorite irish folk song and mine, "when irish eyes are smiling." i mean, obviously] so it's raining today (thanks captain obvious) and luckily i already knew that when i left the house this morning because karen from mean girls' boobs told me so. and while i may complain about commuting in said conditions or ...
beanie there, done that
i love a good hat. not only are they essential to amend a less than stellar hair day, but they protect you from the elements (you will not frizz me, foggy day!), and well, they keep your head warm, too. also, if i may be so bold as to say, i think i look pretty fetch ...
