Month: September 2015

Pope-ocalypse

Good Morning my friends. Welcome to the Pope-ocalypse. Today the Pope will be bouncing from Manhattan monument to monument and the traffic will most likely be a nightmare.

That being said, this is being written from my “home office” AKA my kitchen. WORK FROM HOME DAY!

At 6pm today, the Pope will be less than a block away from where I work so I decided I needed to be safe and not be there. As much as I wanted to meet him, I don’t really love big crowds. So instead, I will be watching Bridget Jones’ Diary and making myself ham egg and cheeses because we don’t have bacon.

So yesterday I decided to reread the Harry Potter series

This will either be a pretty good idea or the worst decision of my life.

But whenever I read a line that was said in the movie that was quoted directly from the book I get a weird little chill.

Here’s to rereading the series that I own at least two (and a half) copies of, the series that everyone my age obsessed over (and still obsesses over,) and the the series that ruined my life at the tender age of 11… JK is one hell of a woman.

PS yes, that is my Pumpkin Spice Latte up there. It was actually really bad.

Took long enough

Today I finally received word that I will officially be given a promotion, and an announcement will be made on Monday. This is my first promotion… Like ever. Since I started working at this newspaper corporation’s ad department in July of 2013, I have shaken hands and kissed babies, stayed late, arrived early, and worked my butt off in the hopes that I would one day be able to climb my way up the corporate ladder. I may not want to stay in newspaper advertising forever, but that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try my hardest in order to accomplish as much as I possibly can while I’m still here. I recently read an article (ok it was a snapchat discovery article from Cosmo) that women don’t celebrate promotions enough, most deeming them not as worthy as baby showers or weddings. The article went on to say that while baby showers and weddings are fantastic and should be celebrated, they aren’t the only things that are worth celebrating. So I plan on celebrating my promotion.

I bought a bottle of rosé and will be having tortellini and rosé for dinner tonight because I can. My two sisters are coming home from college on Friday night so that we can drink champagne in our backyard to celebrate. When my parents finally get home from their two week gallivant around Italy Saturday night I will update them on my new title (and paycheck) and hopefully we can eat smuggled Italian goodies that came across the Atlantic wrapped in cellophane and hidden under clothing. 

Celebrating life’s little moments is a big deal. But celebrating life’s bigger moments is a great idea. So here’s to small moments and big moments and small cans of wine and bigger bottles of wine and lots and lots of tortellini.

Cheers!

NYFW

Ah, Fashion Week. With New York Fashion Week coming to a close, I figured this would be the perfect time to discuss my complete lack of fashion and what I thought was legit when it came to fashion. So here we go.

Style is something you’re inherently born with. Style is not learned. It cannot be taught. It is in your genes, like your eye color or your favorite ice cream flavor. That being said, this particular gene was obviously skipped over when deciding my eye color (brown) and my favorite ice cream (vanilla… duh.) While my mother and younger sister both have the amazing ability to put clothing together and look done up without trying too hard, I, on the other hand, have trouble picking out what to wear to work in the morning. I will sometimes even avoid going out because it’s easier to stay home without pants. I just don’t know how. I wish I did because it seems like a magical way of thinking, but I just cannot, for the life of me, dress myself. It sucks. But even though I can’t dress myself, I do know how to appreciate fashion and style in others.

Ok now that you know I suck, here are some pictures from this week that I really liked!

First things First… street stylin’ from NYMAG

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Next, some goodies from Elle

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A few from W Mag’s ample collection (separated by day – heart eye emojis everywhere)

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And now, show time!

Fashion Week Daily went nuts with their show pics (thank G) so here are just a few of my favs.

Vera Wang

 RTW

Dennis Basso

Rag & Bone

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Rodarte

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Zac Posen

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Jonathan Simkhai

Altuzarra

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Herve Leger

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Rebecca Minkoff

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Givenchy

Fashion is cool. It has built an entire empire by telling people what is cool. But overall, fashion is cool. It allows people to be artistic while expressing themselves. And it can be pretty, or ugly, or somewhere in between. And because of that MILLIONS OF PEOPLE have a job. So don’t knock it kids. Just enjoy the pretty pictures.

Happy Fashion Week everyone.