Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Dear Amanda,

Remember how during the summer, you were able to just spritz a little styling spray in me, scrunch, and let me air dry? And all day you'd look sorta beachy and carefree and cute? Well I don't know if it's the change in weather or your new haircut or what, but it just ain't working anymore. When you wake up late and attempt the air dry hairdo, you look like a hobo. Please stop.

Sincerely,
Your hair


Bummer. I guess summer really is over when I can no longer pull off the carefree summer girl hairdo. Now what?

New York, baby. New York.


Photo by Joseph O. Holmes, spotted on 20x200. I'm so tempted to buy a print. Isn't it gorgeous?

Oh fair city! I'm off to see it in just a couple days. And also eat it. Like nobody's business. Hello Shake Shack, hello Il Bambino, hello (original) Original Ray's, hello delicious coffee and confections, oh my. Hello H&M, hello P.S. 1, hello smelly subway, I missed you! Whatever shall I wear (elastic waistband perhaps)?? Whatever shall I pack? Apparently, a heat styling tool is in order. Yeesh.

Meanwhile, I am working frantically to attach some fringe to a scarf for a special someone who's traveling up to see me via bus from Philly while I'm in the big city. I mean, that's devotion.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Yes, we have no tomatoes.

Can I just say real quick that I am so sick and tired of not having tomatoes on my sandwiches/burgers/etc! I know it's for my health and whatnot, but I am way too much of a tomato fiend for this to not be painful. It's tomato season for crying out loud! My Schlotzsky's turkey breast sandwich I'm eating for lunch is so not the same.

Okay, now that I've gotten that out of my system... This Monday's a special day for me. Or rather, would have been. June 23rd would have been my 5 year anniversary of moving to New York. Aww. Just like this year, it was a Monday. I took a flight from DFW to LGA, toting a backpack, suitcase, and an obscenely heavy duffel bag that incurred an extra charge due to weight limits. I took a cab to the YMCA on the Upper West Side and checked in, then went out for a long walk around town. My memories of that day and the six months that followed are really vivid for me. I didn't have a lot of fear about the whole endeavor, but I should have. I had no job (just an unpaid internship), no friends, and no place to live. It was easily one of the scariest things I've ever done. I was 22.



This was taken probably 2-3 weeks after I got there during a stroll over the Brooklyn Bridge. I just wore that shirt the other day. I can still get in those jeans, but I won't wear them in public. (sigh)

Anyway, I had put a lot on the number 5 when I lived there. Like, just give it five years, I'd tell myself when times were hard. Then, when 5 finally seemed easily within reach, the phone call came that brought me home. So technically I lived there for four years and eight months. But usually I just round up and say 5. And now I'm back in Austin for my five year anniversary. I would have celebrated it somehow, but now I'll just be up there in spirit.

Whoa, was that thunder? Oh my gosh it was. Mac says it's scary lightning.

Have you ever gotten that graphic on your dashboard? That kinda freaked me out. Like "You are about to be struck by lightning" is your present weather reading. We are so needing rain around here. So long as it's not "blow out your windows" rain.

Okay, I haven't done a "Stuff on Etsy I'd Like to Buy" in a while, so I've got one for ya. No wait, TWO! And only one is a print. Thank God. The first are the bags of DrikaB, discovered via Holly's guest post on SFGirlByBay's blog. They've sold like hot cakes in the last couple of days. No surprise there (those are some popular blogs!).



What a fun summer bag. I don't technically need a new bag right now, but I'm definitely adding her to my "shops to watch" list. The next is (gasp) a print. It's hard to pick just one of Justin Richel's prints. Any of the "stuff coming out of hair" ones will do. I love them all. His shop on Etsy is called Amazing Talking Paintings. Rad.



I think I discovered these through a Portland, ME, roundup on design*sponge. Yup, that must have been it.

Feeling lazy but I've got a lot of projects in the queue for this weekend, so I should get moving. I need to get thee to a Hobby Lobbee.