Bling Bling

I went to a 24K Gold Birthday Party this past weekend for Auburn friend, Perryn. She's adorable and her one birthday request was for her guests to sport their bling. Being the creative interior designer that she is, made this clever gold bow headband.

Could she and her headband BE any cuter?

I'm saying that in the way Joey says it on the Friends episode where he puts all of Chandler's clothes on and says, "Hi, I'm Chandler, could I BE wearing any more pants?"


What a perfect idea for bling!
I'll tell you another good idea. Kate Spade.
She has this darling ring for $65. There is also a key chain, but I couldn't seem to find it.

All this gold puts me in the Holiday mood!

Let there be light

After helping a friend look for lamps, I thought I would post a little on my research! Come to think of it, I do need a lamp for my newly crafted desk. Maybe the coral one?  I would seriously have fight the urge to spray paint it a crazy color, though.

Z Gallerie

Pier 1

Pier 1

Target

Home is...

Freshman year of college. Home was a sterile little dorm room shared with new dear friend. We had a cold tile floor and permanent wood furniture. Plus matching denim comforters and bright flowered sheets. Our suite mate would chemically straighten her hair in our shared bathroom and then wash her dishes in our bathtub. It was dingy and weird, but it was home.

Sophomore year of college was spent in the sorority dorm with my newly solidified friends. We were thrilled to actually have friends and to be over the unavoidable awkwardness of freshman year. Hence, we celebrated and ate our way through the year. 10 sophomore swollen pounds later, Auburn felt like home.

Junior and senior year I hit my stride. Home was 8 girls crammed into a pre-war house on Gay street. Big rooms for living, a sprawling porch for watching, and a tiny galley kitchen that worked best when crowded. This isn't to say that everything was lovely and rose colored the whole time. No. We dealt with life, break ups and sickness. But this house was our little sanctuary right off campus. It was much more than a house. It was our home.

Post college. I shared a one bedroom apartment on the upper east side with a friend from Auburn. We lived above a bagel shop, had the occasional visiting mouse and loved our super Ricardo, who lived upstairs. Nice, as it was, I don't know that I was myself that year. Adjusting to New York and the working world was a lot for me. Even though I didn't feel at home this year, the experience was necessary. How else would I mark the grandness that was (and is) to come?

Now. I've lived on the upper west side with three dear roommates for the past year and a half.
Seems like a dream. Our quirky old apartment is fit with maids quarters and swinging doors for the butlers.We adore our Yugoslovian super Joe and his helper Zoran even if they can't get rid of our mice.There are trees and families and views of the river when you crain your head just far enough out the window.

I feel like myself here. This is my home.

For now.

I should tell you that I have a trickling and hopeful feeling that home may look very different next year. But, for now, I am quite content.


I like writing about home. Has to be good for your soul, right? It's part of a Blog Carnival going on! Enjoy.

Mouse Trap

Remember this game? It's a bit of a contraption, but I sure loved it as a kid. Little did I know, I'd one day be living in New York City and would be experiencing my very own game of mouse trap. Unfortunately this is not my first run in with mice. In my last apartment on the Upper East Side we found a mouse. When we told our landlord, he showed up with his cat Simon and a litter box to fix the problem. Simon lived with us for about a week and we never saw the mouse again. Sadly, the mouse issue in Apt. 9A has been a little more involved. Last night I had another run in. This time, the vermin ran over my foot in the bathroom. I wigged out. So I thought, instead of letting this nasty little mouse get the best of me, I should find ways to play the game a little better. Here are my tips for Real Life Mouse Trap:

First thing you need in real life mouse trap are boots.

These Ugg Boots will do just fine! Don't you love the little puff.



Second rule is to stay clean!

Keeping clean is made easier with this chic and tidy $17

Method Free + Clear Bundle.


Don't touch the mouse! Not that you'd want to.

But if you must, use gloves. Like these
darling polka dot ones from Amazon!

This is all the positivity I could muster when it comes to this dang mouse. I do think those Ugg boots and Lily like gloves would make me feel better.
Mom? Dad?

Oh, I love the 13.

sweet friends.