(photo shoot day where I'm the boss!)
(obese heart cookies for mother's day)
Saturday, May 17, 2008
A few of my favorite things
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Summer Public Service Announcement Part Une
Summer's almost here, and that means women all over New York are breaking out peds that have been in hiding since the latter part of September. I have a lot of time to observe people's feet on the Subway, halfway because I don't feel like looking at their faces (the cardinal sin of MTA riding) and halfway because I am in shock of the horror that some ladies leave their house with. I figured I'd jot down a couple of my thoughts on feet maintenance here in hopes that it might make a fractional difference in my daily commute. So now I bring you
HARPY'S GUIDE TO SUMMER PED CARE
1. NEVER, I repeat NEVER, wear blue nail polish on your toes (this can hold true for hands as well). You know the kind I'm talking about, light blue with a touch of shimmer. It's gross and my dad (commentary of all women's style choices) said it makes you look like a corpse. I'm going to go ahead and say to stay away from light shimmery purple as well, unless your 4, then I can maybe make an exception.
2. If your feet are turning a nice shade of black due to walking all day, do us all a favor and buy some Converse for the ride home. No one wants to look at your homeless skank feet, and especially if they have white toenail polish and long toenails (I saw this just yesterday).
3. Which brings me to my next point, toenail maintenance. It's not an entirely bad idea to get bi-weekly pedicures. Sure it might be $12 you could be spending on a afterwork cocktail, but trust me, you (and I) won't regret it.
3a. It's my personal opinion that all toenails should be significantly cut back for summer. No one wants to look at your Lord of the Rings situation (or feel them if you're in a summer relationship-- am I right?) and it's just down right unhygienic.
3b. If you have some type of weird deformity on your foot, or your nail is that weird black color from, I don't know, slamming it in a Porsche car door, then let's put a band aid on that (at the least). I'm not sayin, I'm just sayin.
4. Ghetto pedicure flip flops should only be worn a maximum of 3 times (or around your house (big ups Lourdes Rogover!). They get weird and don't fit feet properly since they're made for the masses. I don't think it's too much to ask to invest in some Reefs from the local Ricky's.
5. Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize. It may not be the safest measure, sliding around on your floor post-shower, but you'll thank me in the morning. Also- having appropriately creamed feet will help that tan stick that much longer.
In conclusion! As we get ready for roof mojitos and bike brunches, let's take a little time out to pay attention to the reason it's all possibly, the foot.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Obsession realized
New post on Core 77 about Method's new SoHo store. Another fixture on Broadway swallowing my paycheck.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
#1 Meldog
10 Reasons Why I Love My Mom:
1. she knows cheap when she sees it
2. tuna casserole
3. obsessive compulsive cleaning
4. pretty hands
5. she drinks wine out of a martini glass
6. her friends
7. llbean
8. attempts to watch the hills to relate to me
9. moisturizer
10.loveliest woman i know
(I'd also like to give a special shout out to the other moms I know: Nic, spawning 2 chilens before I can even pay off my loans and Tania, spawning many a child and even more a pet and Biggy all at the same time. Happy Mother's Day! Cocktails on me!)
Friday, May 09, 2008
Linear timelines
It's pretty impossible to know what's going on in other people's hearts. Lately I've been really attempting to recognize and manage my own emotions. To figure out why I feel how I do and to be okay with it, not expecting to cater my heart to a specific situation of someone else's choosing. Humans are weird, complex creatures that I wish would just have a button to shut off the insides. Feel and forget. Like a light switch. Men and pre-occupied women do this pretty well, but even then I have to believe you can't not listen to something when it's knocking so loud inside of you. But maybe you can. Navigating is hard. Clinging to small achievements to validate your decisions, identifying with anyone resembling your pain, numbing yourself to the difficult things. It's a big survival cycle you feed your face with in your twenties, regret in your thirties and accept in your forties. I just made that up. But being a tween myself, I constantly long for the security of a down comforter and a water bottle of champagne. And it's not even noon yet.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Monday, May 05, 2008
To Staten Island and back
You probably can't believe it, but K and I biked 49 miles on Sunday as part of the 5 Boro Bike Tour. Imagining exercising for that long makes me light-headed, but all in all it was the most beautiful day, and just what my anxiety needed. I highly recommend it to anyone who sits in the same chair for the majority of the day. And I wrote about it in my best industrial design voice on Core 77. Check it out.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
I got the call today
Friends, this has been the most intense week. But seeing Sarah Jessica Parker live in front of my face at the New Times Talks (thank you Katie Kosma) was quite possibly the most fulfilling thing I did all week. Now I know you're thinking, oh alison, you're not fucking carrie. blah blah carrie bradshaw. blah blah heels and cosmos. But if you know anything about me, you know my obsession. And here it is live in the flesh. To my relief, she was ever as intelligent, poised, content and beautiful as I would have imagined. I'm sure K will write a more thoughtful post, but for all my fellow fans out there TiVoing Oprah and watching the trailer for a 4PM pick-me-up, I live the dream for you.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
(Drafts)
Kate V**** to me
show details 11:00 PM (3 minutes ago)
Reply
Dear JOhn David,
Whatever happened to our love. I thought we had something special. I thought you loved me. NOw I"m sitting here on my couch, with a stale bag of popcorn and an empty bottle of wine while I peruse mjatch.com. One eye closed, one eye open to new opporutnities. Watcvh A***** if you don't iunderstand what I"m talking baout. (HEeeyeeyyye>)
If this is not appealing to you, I don't want to get it on with you anyways, so go put on some crest white stips and call it a night with your jugs magazine.
Peace OOOOUuuut. Stay sweet. xoxoxo.
Kate.
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