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

Pack Rat

Since becoming a Brooklynite, I’ve noticed a series of lifestyle changes that seem to have effortlessly crept their way into my normal routine.

I’m unapologetically addicted to HBO’s Girls, and wasn’t a tad offended when my boss told me I looked like I rolled of the ‘Girls’ set one day this week. If it’s a reference to Jessa, then all the better – I want to crawl into her kimono and printed pants-filled closet and never leave. The girl’s got Greenpoint Glam down to a science.

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Breezy floral robe? Check. Blogger bun with the perfect amount of wispy tendrils? Check. Doorknocker earrings, wine-stained lipstick and an earthy cocktail ring? Yes, please.

(Side Note: Did I mention how disappointed I am that the Dunham Dream Team is filming mere blocks from my apartment tomorrow, mid-afternoon while I’m stuck in the office? Not pleased. On the bright side, I have plenty more episodes to track the ‘Girls’ crew down and beg them for their friendship.)

Furthermore, moving out of Manhattan led to a serious case of green-with-bike envy that ended in the purchase of my dear friend’s gorgeous green Townie Cruiser; it’s my new baby that I’m mildly obsessed with. And while it’s ever-so-chic to ride sans a bulky purse or tote, girl needs some storage on her bikescapades. Enter: my hunt for the perfect backpack. Requirements: must possess the element of city chic but with a summertime flare, big enough to hold the notebook and novel I refuse to part with during my commute, and stylish enough to take me from the pavement to parties with minimal effort or incite nightmare known as purse musical chairs (where, undoubtedly, you will hit the town sans one major life necessity: license, cash, phone, they certainly won’t all wind up in the same bag during the carry-all to clutch shuffle.)

I’ve rounded up my current sartorial cravings in a backpack brigade. Clearly, you can never have too many options…

From packs laced with neon pops: 

Asos / UO / Topshop

To Ikat, Stripes, and Weaves: 

Topshop / Stela 9 / Tory Burch

To borderline frivolity mixed with natural functionality: 

UO / Madewell / UO

What’s your pick of the packs?

xoxo

Linds