breezy

Lucky for us, the storm seemed to pass by rather quietly in the night. Today was cool and windy and I'm actually starting to realize the things I will miss about summer. Fresh food and flowers, Summer Fridays, gin cocktails... But I am welcoming the cool air and slow change of season.

waiting for irene

C'mon Irene...

We've got our provisions. Whiskey, chocolate, wine, endless crappy food, a deck of cards, a cheesy 50's style battery operated radio, flashlights in the shape of pigs, pungent candles, a bathtub full of water. We are waiting!

alexa chung for madewell / fall 2011

Excited all over again. I'm over summer. Crunchy autumn leaves and cool crisp air sound perfect. Also, sorry for staring at you in front of Five Leaves the other day, Alexa.

Update: A video!

garden party

Vintage and vintage inspired lingerie is kind of my thing. I've also never met a cheap bra I liked. Stella McCartney's lingerie fits better than any other label I've tried, and personally I am happy to shell out a deal more for something that looks so beautiful and doesn't serve as a torture device for stacked ladies. Want it need it, Irene Gardening bustier bra at Journelle.

long overdue

This summer was possibly the first time I've ever taken a vacation that wasn't family holiday/reunion related. We took a little trip up to New Hampshire to get down with some nature. I hiked my first mountain (not without tears), dipped in a lake, experienced some unsuccessful fishing in a canoe, picked lavender, and seldom used my iPhone except for picture taking.

Now I just have to figure out how I can quit my day job and go move to the country to devote waking hours to gardening, scavenging, cooking, and blogging. Ongoing goals... use the blog and start more projects instead of just thinking about them.

kiki at cannes

Kirsten Dunst in Chloé - ahhhh flawless!

plant zoo

It was peak cherry blossom season at the Brooklyn Botanical Gardens this past weekend. I spent quite a bit of time under the trees, in la la land. The weather was perfect and I got the year's first little sunburn on my shoulders. After the gardens, we headed into Prospect Park so I could take my shoes off and squish my toes in the grass. I think finally after eight years, city living is getting to me. My little fire escape garden and bodega bouquets will have to suffice for now. And every day is one day closer to the weekend.