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I feel like my brain’s been all over the map lately – there’s no way January is almost over!  In an attempt to reinstate some semblance of order, here are a few things that made my month.

A long overdue visit from my high school best friend

Kira’s train arrived pretty late on Thursday night, so we opted to sleep in on Friday and then do what we do best – brunch!!

I dragged her Juliette, my new favorite spot in Williamsburg, for an un-freaking-believable brunch. By far one of the best meals I’ve had lately.

I went with the Eggs “Forestiere” (sourdough garlic toast, wild mushrooms, creamed Tuscan kale, artichokes & fried farm eggs)

Kira went with the Warm French Green Lentil Salade (with brunoise root veggies, persillade & bruleed goat cheese) – it looked gorgeous, but not quite enough food for brunch!

The atmosphere at Juliette is French bistro mixed with a garden escape. Since it was a Friday, we managed to snag a table in the foliage-filled atrium. Such great ambiance for hours upon hours of girl talk.

Post-brunch Manis... yolo?

Post-brunch manicures… yolo?

4 mimosas (each – duh) later, we were giggly and eager for a girly treat. PSA – be careful what nail polish you choose out after generous amounts of champagne. Within minutes of spotting the nail art, we went for glitter and cherry-infused decals. But hey, they made us happy! And while they make look a little Katy Perry-ish, who doesn’t love Katy? And naturally, our matching tattoos and Catbird rings. Cuz we’re cheeseballs.

Beers and Jenga at Spritzenhaus #gamefaces #soserious

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my babe!

Catching up on movies, books & TV

I finally saw ‘American Hustle’! While some parts were definitely slowwwww, I enjoyed it. For me, Amy Adams and Jennifer Lawrence were the shining stars. JLaw is brilliant, period. Spirit animal forever.

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I also just finished Dave Eggers’ new novel The Circle, and LOVED it. I couldn’t put it down for the first 2/3, and while I didn’t love the ending, it was a quick, compelling read that really forces you to think about how much technology and social media have overtaken our lives.

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While I had major issues with Season 2 of ‘Girls’, Season 3 is bringing it. Hannah’s version of OCD really resonates with my own, and Lena’s ability to highlight a different aspect of the disease than what’s typically shown in the media is really comforting.

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What are your favorite reads/shows lately? Can you believe it’s February already?!

xo

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

Charlotte Olympia Obsessed

This past weekend, I had every intention of going to the MoMA (still do!), but I got a little sidetracked. Namely by the shoe salon at Bergdorf Goodman.

Oops? Hey, it’s all art, right? And I’m pretty sure neither venue is in danger of disappearing anytime soon.

Amongst the proliferation of gorgeous YSL Tributes and strappy Choos stood a small collection of Charlotte Olympia footwear too fantastical to forget.

Kitsch, cute, carefree – not exactly umbrella terms in today’s fashion world, where successfully executed minimalism seems synonymous with design genius. Yet Charlotte Olympia, with all of her kitsch and cute, injects a dash of British humor with Brazilian bombshell attitude into her accessories. Not only are they fun to look at, but you can’t possibly not have a smile on your face bouncing down the street with a banana emblazoned on your arch.

Cheeky, no? {images via net-a-porter and pinterest}