Saturday Epiphanies

Cheersssss to the freakin’ weekend!

I woke up this morning after a solid night’s sleep (the first in far too long), and while I have to work tomorrow, I’m grateful for this Saturday. Plans include yoga, coffee with a friend, then dinner at another friend’s apartment. She’s making chicken pot pie and baklava, so I’m looking forward to some comfort food! I’m on veggie duty and planning on bringing balsamic roasted brussel sprouts and this salad. I made it on Christmas Eve and it was a HUGE hit. Here’s hoping for a repeat success.

It’s amazing what a full night’s sleep can do for your thought process! Rather than grumbling/talking to myself/speaking in tongues while bumping into things while attempting to make myself presentable for work, I came to a few realizations:

1. Dating is hard. It sucks, really. Especially when you have the urge to slap a guy upside the head and scream “WHO BEAT YOU WITH A STUPID STICK?!?!?” – yea, no fun. But you know what makes it better? Waking up to motivational quotes like this from your mom.

#PREACH

#PREACH

Yup. I feel much better.

2. Sometimes watching reruns of shows you’ve seen 23098440 times is far more entertaining than picking something new. Sex and the City and Girls reruns ruled my Friday night while I worked on a few pieces of jewelry (hoping to launch my site soon!). Party animal.

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This may be because I have commitment issues and the thought of investing 2 hours in a movie I might not like is scary…that’s the saddest sentence ever. But true! I suck with decisions. And sometimes it’s nice to not fix what’s not broken – right?!

3. Sushi is damn good comfort food.

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4. I know I’ve said it before, but here’s the (mildly embarrassing) proof that I have an absolutely insane number of pictures of Bloody Mary’s saved on my phone. WHO AM I?

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The hunt for perfection is no easy task. It’s all for the greater good.

On the bright side, I do remember where each of these was taken! Clockwise from top left – Jimmy’s, Berry Park, East Coast Grill, Mrs. Kim’s….ehhh, just kidding, no idea where the last one is from.

5. Why did no one think of putting these two smokeshows together sooner? BRILLIANT.

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Can’t Remember to Forget You = ultimate girl crushes united.

What are your weekend plans? And your weekend comfort foods? 

xo

Linds

New Year, New Goal – Cook More!

I’ve been dealing with some personal stuff lately that isn’t the easiest to talk about – but soon, I promise! I’ll be ready soon!

With the arrival of the New Year, I wanted to get off to a fresh start, but the past week was tough. So an unexpected visit from my mom was exactly the cure for my winter blues.
Ain't she a beaut?!

Ain’t she a beaut?!

My mom and I have been through everything together. While our relationship is far from picture-perfect (does picture-perfect even exist?), she’s my everything. My most natural reflex in any given situation involving intense emotions (be it happiness, sadness, guilt) is to call her. Even better? After a particularly hard week, to have her show up from Boston on my doorstep in Brooklyn, armed with a bottle of wine and a hug.
I learned my deep love and appreciation for food from her. She’s probably the best cook I know. My brothers and I grew up eating healthy meals loaded with fish, brown rice, veggies – and plenty of buttah!
While she was here, we tried out some new restaurants, and also cooked. Cooking with my mom is like therapy. Just watching her do her thing in the kitchen makes me feel at ease, and I’d like to think I’ve picked up on some of her natural skills in the kitchen.
Spinach & Gruyère Quiche with mandatory mimosas

My mom’s Spinach & Gruyère Quiche with wilted kale, roasted tomatoes & mandatory Mimosas

Bass (caught by us on Cape Cod this summer!) & Veggies

Bass (caught by us on Cape Cod this summer!) & Veggies

Her visit made me remember how much I miss the food shopping and cooking that goes into a nourishing meal. While my New Year’s Resolutions in the past have involved weight loss, a better exercise regiment, less worrying, more “me” time, this year’s is simpler – cook more.
I feel better when I cook. I like knowing what I’m eating, and I like preparing food. It makes me happy. But I also love the restaurant experience – never really knowing what you’re gonna get. It’s a bit of mystery, a bit of romance, and a lot of deliciousness.
(No surprise that my favorite Christmas presents were the Bible and my #1 celebrity crush’s book.)

I’m excited to get back in the kitchen and play around with ingredients, recipes and flavors. Food is fun – and I need to remember that.

What are your go-to recipes for winter – let’s talk comfort food!

What inspired you to learn how to cook?

x

Linds

8 Things Every Happy Woman Should Have

This list of 8 Things Every Happy Woman Should Have has been floating around for quite some time, but I only recently stumbled upon it on my daily fix of Cupcakes and Cashmere. After reading Emily’s list, I felt the urge to write down my own. It really does help hone in on the little things in life that shape who we are as women. So here goes…

Eight Things Every Happy Woman Should Have 

  1. A go-to drink… depends on the occasion and the company, but I do have my go-to’s. While it may seem cheesy, Cosmopolitans with my mom are a standby. I love most wine, though tend to go for whites over reds. I love rich seasonal beers and IPA. And no sushi dinner is complete without a lychee martini.

    Punk'n Beer. Delish, but mostly, I just bought this because my mom's nickname for me growing up was Pumpkin.

    Punk’n Beer. Delish, but mostly, I just bought this because my mom’s nickname for me growing up was Pumpkin.Shrimp Cocktail Bloody Mary at Williamsburg's Le Barricou. Get inside me. (Bloody Mary > Mimosa)Shrimp Cocktail Bloody Mary at Williamsburg’s Le Barricou. Get inside me. (Bloody Mary > Mimosa)Cucumber Rose (check out dem baby rosebuds!) Gin & Tonic at CataCucumber Rose (check out dem baby rosebuds!) Gin & Tonic at Cata

  2. A go-to Karaoke Song… ummm, no. Karoake really isn’t on my bucket list. I feel awkward enough most of the time without adding a microphone to the mix. But if I had to choose, I’d probably go for Queen. Of the ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’ variety. Duh.
  1. A uniform… I love mixing girly dresses with biker boots and layers of jewelry – dresses, boots and chunky sweaters are the basis of my wardrobe. I think I love jewelry more than clothes, so my accessory stash is a bit excessive. Layers of jewelry over a simple tee, jeans and an oversized cardigan is my ultimate lazy-but-cute standby. Mixing mostly neutrals with one pop of color never fails. I’m also a fan of socks over tights in the winter -I think it might be the 8-year survivor of a Catholic all-girls school aspect of my personality peeking out?

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  2. A hair stylist they love… still working on this one! Any NYC suggestions for long-haired blondies?
  3. An exercise routine… I used to be a die-hard gym fanatic, without realizing that I had fallen into a rut. Now I’m running more than ever, something I never thought I’d enjoy. Yet I’ve found it to be the one time of the day when I’m truly focused on the present. Yoga 2-3 times a week and running 3-4 a week is my new routine, and it feels good as hell to not be trapped in a sterile gym as often. Screen shot 2013-11-23 at 5.43.50 PM

    how convenient that my yoga studio & the wine shop are neighbors!

    how convenient that my yoga studio & the wine shop are neighbors!

  4. A hobby… making jewelry has always been a hobby that I’ve wanted to turn into something more, and I finally bit the bullet and signed up for a beadwork class at SVA for next semester. I’d love to turn a hobby into something viable and really hone my skills.
  5. A best friend… I’m lucky enough to have wonderful women in my life. My best friend from high school, from college, and from my “adult” life are three completely different individuals, but they each understand me to my core. I couldn’t live without them.
  6. A healthy sense of self… I’m getting there. I have good days and bad days, but I feel like I’m coming into my own. That’s what your twenties are for, right?

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x

Linds

Weekend Scenes: From BU to Brooklyn

A couple of weeks ago, my best friend from college (Boston University) flew out for a true NYC weekend. AnnaLee lives in North Dakota, so I was hell-bent on showing her an amazing time in the city that never sleeps. But it was also really important to me that she experience the places and people that make me happy. While I was nervous that she might not be up for a Brooklyn-centric weekend, I should have known better – she knows me better than most, after all. She was all for a local Williamsburg weekend balanced out with the perfect dose of not-too-touristy sightseeing.

I picked her up from Penn Station on Thursday night, and immediately got emotional. I hadn’t seen her in over two years, and she’s one of the few people that I know will always be there, no matter what happens or how much time has elapsed. It’s comforting to know that I don’t have to explain myself or my actions around her.

After dropping her bags off at my apartment, I took her to my favorite restaurant around the corner – Anella.

Naturally, we’re of the “order-everything-that-looks-good-and-split-it-all” variety, and there were some non-negotiable dishes on the menu I insisted she had to try.

homemade burrata, pumpkin gnocchi & bread baked in a flowerpot. To die. We naturally followed this with the roasted chicken entree

Homemade Burrata, Pumpkin gnocchi & bread baked in a flowerpot. To die. We naturally followed this with the roasted chicken entree. All washed down with copious amounts of Pinot Noir.

After hours of girl talk and pumpkin beers at Oak & Iron, we snuggled up for some sleep to prepare for Day 1 of our reunion. Which of course, began with brunch – sensing a foodie theme yet? Luckily, she’s as much of a culinary adventuress as I am.

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cheers, bebe

reunited and it feels so good

reunited and it feels so good

Lobster Toast & Champagne Cocktails. Cuz we be classy.

Lobster Toast & Champagne Cocktails. Cuz we be classy.

Filled with food, we made our way to the Brooklyn Botanic Garden. A spontaneous Obama spotting happened – no big deal.

Brooklyn Botanic

Brooklyn Botanic

Isn't she pretty?

Isn’t she pretty? ❤

hi, gorgeous

hi, gorgeous

rose gardens took my breath away

rose gardens that took my breath away

If you’ve never been to BBG, please do yourself a favor and go! It’s absolutely stunning. I cannot wait to return for the Cherry Blossom Festival.

A Sex and the City Moment was mandatory, and fulfilled with a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge – another first!

Charlotte to my Carrie

Charlotte to my Carrie

A SoHo shopping trip and a beautiful tapas dinner at Cata rounded out the incredible day.

Cata's Salted Caramel Ice Cream Sundae. Do it.

Cata’s Salted Caramel Ice Cream Sundae. Do it. Orgasmic.

The next day was another brunch feast, this time at Le Barricou. More shopping, talking, and just catching up. I missed her more than I realized.

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Eggs Benedict with Smoked Salmon

Mickey to my Minnie

Mickey to my Minnie

How did I get so lucky to have the most amazing girl friends? It was truly a weekend that fed my soul.

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x

Linds

Sunday Reflections: Focusing on the Now

I remember hearing as a teenager how your mid-twenties are about self-doubt, fucking up, figuring out who you are, and, generally speaking, a clusterfuck of emotional inconsistency buoyed against the idea that, by 25, you should have some remote notion of who you are and what you plan on doing with your life.

At 18, that idea was laughable – 25 and still not knowing what I’m doing?! Come on, give me some credit. Of course I’ll have it figured out by then!

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Most days, I wish I could still be an 8-year-old wannabe ballerina

Yet, here I am. 25, uncertain about what I want to do, scared pretty frequently, and constantly comparing myself to where everyone else is on the spectrum of adulthood.

And, to be honest, I’m alright with it. Most of the time. Ehhh…some of the time.

I’ve found friends that I trust and who aren’t afraid to put me in my place when I’m being a little crazy – which, frankly, can be often.

I’ve learned that love isn’t something that’s a yes-or-no thing. To care about someone so much, to want nothing else than to be around that person, and to feel that terrifying “do they like me too” sensation – yes, it’s uncomfortable and freaky and hard, but it’s worth it when you think it might be a person who could be in your life for a while.

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This week has been trying, to say the least. A mass layoff at my company impacted some of the people I care the most about, and I’m dreading going to the office tomorrow and not seeing some of those faces that made me feel home. While I know that it’s a part of life, the pressing reality of negative change is terrifying.

I try to embrace Sundays for what they are – a time to relax, recharge, and begin a new week on the right foot. I have no idea what tomorrow will bring, but here are a few things that have gotten me through lately. Some silly, some serious, some random. Such is life?

Running 

I never, ever thought I would call myself a runner. Hell, I don’t really see myself as a runner. But it’s transformed from something I used to dread with every fiber of my being into an escape. Today marked my 3rd (unofficial) 10K, and I’m kinda damn proud of myself. Doesn’t hurt that it does wonders for your legs, right?

I never thought I’d say this, but the thought of stepping inside a gym lately makes me want to vomit a bit. I refuse to, until I absolutely have to – so, when the first snow hits the ground, me and the gym might have a reunion. But for now, it’s outside or a yoga studio or bust. Next goal – half marathon. We’ll see how that goes…

A Bedroom Revamp

I adore my bedroom, but it could use a burst of…something. A new color? New lighting? I’m not sure what just yet, but I tend to gravitate towards light palettes with an antique je ne sais quoi. I’m seeing inspiration in these amazing abodes:

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Fall Fashion 

Socks? Scarves? Boots? Where have you been all my life, lovers…

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I just picked up these ass-kicking boots, and I can’t wait to pair them with everything from denim to over-the-top girly dresses.

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This salad dressing 

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Put it on everything. Bathe in it. You’ll thank me (or Gwyneth) in the morning.

These quotes. 

Because there is truly no such thing as too many quotes. Words are where it’s at.

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{images via pinterest. duh. sensing a theme?}

x

Linds

Oh hey, it’s me! Remember me?

Hey there kids! Long time no talk. I peaced out of the blog world for God knows how long, mainly because I didn’t think I had anything unique, witty or entertaining enough to say.

But then I stopped and thought about it. Isn’t that what a blog is all about? Writing about your life, from whichever angle you so choose to frame it, and (hopefully) striking a chord with someone, somewhere?

The blogs I read and love aren’t the ones that have profound, complex novellas every.single.day. Frankly, that would bore me. The ones I love are funny, personal, and yea, can go pretty deep. But they also reveal the little pieces of a person’s life, the good/bad/boring, that are refreshing and REAL.

That’s the new approach. Writing, for me, is like therapy. I’ve been out of therapy for too long (well, actually, my therapist dumped me, but that’s another story for another day). So time to get back in the saddle.

I’m going to write about what’s on my mind, and my mind is kind of all over the place, so consider that a PSA. I’ve been a bit creatively constipated as of late, so a verbal laxative is in order. Was that gross? Sorry!!!

A hell of a lot has happened in the past year. This month marks my 2-year anniversary in NYC (holy hell), and I recently celebrated my 25th birthday (holier hell). I think there’s a New York City syndrome where every year feels like 10.  Life is on speed here, and with the sheer amount of opportunities and things to do, people to meet – you turn around and wonder how it all happened in this itty bitty amount of time. Let’s take a stroll through some of the highlights from this past year alone, shall we?

1. Starting a new job. 

I moved to New York with an internship-turned-job in fashion, that was great for a while. Until it wasn’t. I took the Holstee to heart and quit. I supported myself with some freelance writing gigs for few months, but quickly realized that while freelance is fun (in theory), I need structure of some kind. Or else I’ll sit around all day staring at the walls and reassuring myself that, somewhere in the world, it’s 5 o’clock, so pouring a cocktail is completely acceptable.

My new job is with an incredible online design store, and for the first time, I’m starting to feel like a real, live adult. In no way does that mean that I feel like I know what I’m doing, but I’m getting there – and that must count for something.

2. Getting a spontaneous tattoo with my best friend.

Yes, friendship tattoos. We went there. And I wouldn’t have done it with anyone else.

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3. Perfected the art of brunching

Any meal consumed on a non-workday with people you care about is enough to be happy over. Throw in eggs and Bloody Marys? Done.

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3. Finding yoga, then falling in love with it.

Before this year, I was still in the mindset that if my butt wasn’t on a machine in the gym, I was being lazy. I had tried yoga, but could never fully get into it. This year, finding a yoga studio I truly love flipped my gym obsession on its behind. My body feels so much stronger with 3-4 weekly power vinyasa classes than it ever did with tedious elliptical/treadmill sessions, and the emotional benefits are too great to ever turn my back on.

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3. Finding true friends.

Despite being surrounded by people all of the time, finding key people – friends you just know will be major players in your life – isn’t easy. In a city where acquaintances are easy to come by, trust is a tougher thing to find. This year, I’m finding individuals who’ve taught me so many things about both myself and the world. I’m beyond lucky. As much as I love my alone time, there is nothing that can compare to sharing an experience with someone.

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Glad to be back at this blogging thing. It’s been too long.

x

Linds