Sunday, November 21, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Thursday, November 18, 2010
A decade of "maybe"
I just got my anniversary issue of Lucky magazine and boy I feel old. Like, I remember that I was already OUT OF COLLEGE marking interview outfits with those little tabs.
OK who am I kidding, I never did that because (duh) I chose advertising as a career specifically so that I wouldn't HAVE to ever wear an interview outfit. Like my great mentor Angela Bower, who proved that client presentations were just as effective in sequined prom dresses, I was left to putting Lucky's intriguing new sticky tabs on high heels I'd never be able to buy, let alone manage in on the streets of NY, and shopping streets of cities I'd only dream to walk.
But ten years later and living in a car culture that allows me to finally wear heels (occasionally), I'm happy to see that I've achieved something that your editors deem Lucky-worthy.
Drumroll please for #90, #91, #93, & #95. Sigh, macaroons and (literally) stuffed animals, Who's the Boss? For today, I'd like to say that I am.
OK who am I kidding, I never did that because (duh) I chose advertising as a career specifically so that I wouldn't HAVE to ever wear an interview outfit. Like my great mentor Angela Bower, who proved that client presentations were just as effective in sequined prom dresses, I was left to putting Lucky's intriguing new sticky tabs on high heels I'd never be able to buy, let alone manage in on the streets of NY, and shopping streets of cities I'd only dream to walk.
But ten years later and living in a car culture that allows me to finally wear heels (occasionally), I'm happy to see that I've achieved something that your editors deem Lucky-worthy.
Drumroll please for #90, #91, #93, & #95. Sigh, macaroons and (literally) stuffed animals, Who's the Boss? For today, I'd like to say that I am.
Going Postal
A brief time out on the generally enthusiastic tone that I like to take on this blog. Because I just have to vent, if not to myself alone (who understands my agony since I have posted about the post office how many times?!) about the experience that I just had.
Not that anything actually HAPPENED, but that's the point. I've been to the New Bern Post Office 8 times in the past 4 days. That's right, 8 times. Not only that, I've had meaningful (ie: 10 minute plus) visits with the postal employees, of which there are TWO. So when I walked into the Post Office today and met with the same man that I talked to on Friday, Monday and yesterday, did I MAYBE expect a smile of recognition?
Maybe.
Not that anything actually HAPPENED, but that's the point. I've been to the New Bern Post Office 8 times in the past 4 days. That's right, 8 times. Not only that, I've had meaningful (ie: 10 minute plus) visits with the postal employees, of which there are TWO. So when I walked into the Post Office today and met with the same man that I talked to on Friday, Monday and yesterday, did I MAYBE expect a smile of recognition?
Maybe.
Monday, November 15, 2010
What's black and white and happy all over?
Two and a half years ago I left New York for Raleigh, carrying a nostalgia for all things sweet, 2 1/2" round and buttercream-topped. My best friend and I would march across town (a feat that we would seldom brave even for a new bar) to sample our favorite cupcake flavors at Sugar Sweet Sunshine. I took my mother, sister, first dates & long-distance visitors there yearly without fail. And while they still ARE the best cupcakes I've found in NYC, the Cupcake Shoppe Bakery in Raleigh (and most specifically the Oreo Cookie Monster cupcake) proved a wonderful newcomer to my list of faves.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Unlike Bright Eyes, I will never have any Land Locked Blues
Water or no water nearby, I can now get my fix whenever I need it...
