Monday, September 28, 2009

On Repeat

These are some of the songs I'm loving right now. Slightly eclectic. That's me.

And Rusted Root is worth a trip to You Tube to see the actual video.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009


I love award shows! My favorite part is of course the fashion followed closely by the musical numbers depending on who is hosting. Neil Patrick Harris, yes please!

I always love looking at the best and worst dressed lists the day after the big shows. So, I thought I would compile my own.


Kristen Chenoweth in Zuhair Murad
How cute is she?!

Lindsay Price
I haven't seen her a lot on a lot of lists (I guess because she's not actually on tv right now...) but when I saw this picture she immediately became my favorite!

Perrey Reeves in Naeem Kahn
This isn't the best picture but she was stunning on the red carpet.


Padma Lakshmi in Badgley Mischka
I love Padma, but I do not love this dress. It looks a little cheap and the hair is tragic.

Sarah Silverman
This is actually a really good picture of her in this dress. I was trying to be nice. Because in other pictures....she looks rough. Probably the least flattering dress of the night.

Can't wait for the Golden Globes in January!

Monday, September 21, 2009

Some say I am a dreamer

Any time I have an opportunity to make a wish, it is almost always the same thing. I wish to be independently wealthy. Some days, I am aware of how selfish that sounds. I mean, really? I could wish for anything and I wish for that? But to make myself feel better, I justify. Because, if I had all the money I would ever need, I could do so much with my time! I could really give back and do the things that matter. Plus, I could throw my money wherever I wanted. I could help whoever I wanted!

And also, I could have my dream home. I think a lot about what that would look like. And my mind changes every day. So, instead of deciding on a dream home, I've settled on a dream designer. I have decided that I am in love with Sixx Design. And, if I was independently wealthy, they would design all of my homes and they would all be fabulous, and all of my millions left over would be used to help other people.

So, here is a compilation of what my homes would look like:

I think my favorite is the in-ground trampoline. I might just go dig a whole right now. Or maybe I will get John to dig it.

I have their book too, which is full of before and afters and great stories about their design process and amazing finds. I think my favorite is the NYC townhouse that features a rooftop basketball court that makes even me want to shoot some hoops!

Unfortunately my sister-in-law always reminds me that I am destined to earn what I have; which I suppose isn't so bad. I guess I will just keep dreaming!

I originally found Sixx and these pics on: Design Mom, oh happy day! and black*eiffel.

Friday, September 11, 2009


"Today is the thirty-seventh anniversary of my mother's death. I have thought of her, longed for her, every day of those thirty-seven years, and my father has, I think, thought of her almost without stopping. If fervent memory could raise the dead, she would be our Eurydice, she would rise like Lady Lazarus from her stubborn death to solace us. But all of our laments could not add a single second to her life, not one additional beat of the heart, nor a breath"
- The Time Traveler's Wife, Audrey Niffenegger

The day I read this passage of the book I was struck by the honesty and reality. I did not write it down when I read it, but it has been on the edge of my mind. I remembered where it was - near the end of the book, right page, top half. So, last night I decided to find it. It didn't take long - exactly where it was supposed to be - and my last thoughts before sleep were of longing and reality.

This morning, my first moments of thought were of the same, as the images of eight years ago replayed in my mind and on TV.

Like all deaths, time passed is space between then and now. For some, space blurs the lines, fades the memories, and normal life takes precedent. Minds and hearts follow time to joys of now, heartaches of now, or just now.

But for those closest to the storm, every day includes a repeat of the moment. The loss, the absence, is part of who they are.

For the families of almost 3,000 people, and for the people in my life who have lost on other days

I remember.

Not just on this day, but all year long, year after year. Because for some, the pain of years ago is just as sharp and overwhelming today.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


So this weekend was my little brother's wedding. Not only did I have a blast helping plan it, but it was absolutely wonderful to spend time with my family and friends.

The wedding was very much a reflection of their personalities. Here are a few pics.

We had a great time. Congrats Duke & Carry!