Clarisonic Face Thingie.

Since it is the end of the month, it was time for my end-of-the-month-facial.

Yes, a nice deep cleaning of my skin was rightly in order this evening. After work I hop, skipped and nearly jumped my way across The Common to Exhale Spa to see the lovely Galina for my regularly scheduled appointment.

As soon as I laid down, she analyzed my skin under a brightly lit magnifying glass...

"Your skin is looking much better," she observed. (Which is so very true. I think I have finally reversed much of the hormonal damage from the Scary Clomid Incident of 2007.)

"Thank you," I said to her.

"You just have this one bump on your forehead," she said. Which I didn't really need her to, as I noticed it in yoga class two nights ago and saw it begin to form.

"Yes," I agreed with her. "Can you take care of it tonight?"

I hate "taking care" of these types of things myself. I will stop in and see a professional (dermatologist/facialist) to take care of any "problems" that are not superficial, and won't go away on their own in a few days.

"No," she said. "It's not ready, and I am sure it will go away on her own in a few days. "

She also observed that my skin has a good tone to it now, and that even though I am 31, I don't have any wrinkles. (Knock on wood!)

"Yes," I agreed. "Sunglasses and daily SPF have been good for me." "You also have very thick skin, which helps," she informed me.

"Really?" I thought. "I had no idea I had thick skin. If anything, I am too thin-skinned and get upset easily."

But I said nothing. I just let her go about her work... Cleanse, ultrasound blade, enzyme peel, lip balm application, conditioning mitts placed on my hands, facial massage, extraction, ultrasound healing and serum.

At the end of the session, she recommended I get one of the new Clarisonic brush systems that hit the market earlier this year.



"It gives you a nice deep clean and you can use it every day," she said.

"I have heard great things about it," I admitted. "And I heard one blogger even used it on her bum and it got softer!"

She laughed.
"The person who trained us on using it here said you could use it to help fight cellulite," she said. "It is powerful, but I doubt it would help a ton with that."

We both agreed that it was probably best used on face, neck and the back of the arms.

I walked out of Exhale with one. And now it is charging in my bedroom. I will use it for the first time tomorrow night. Expect a review of it sometime next week.

Carrie's Engagement Closet.

A recent conversation between a husband and wife...

"Hey!" says the wife. "Get in here and watch this!"

The husband comes in to the wife's home office.

"What?" he asks.

"Come over here," she demands. "Over here, to look at my computer screen."

He comes around her desk and peers at what she is pointing to.

She presses "play" on the DVD drive.

"Shh!" she whispers. "Wait for it. Way for it."

On the screen are Carrie and Big from the Sex and the City Movie. Big opens the double doors to reveal the most gorgeous closet seen in a home.



The lights magically pop on as soon as he opens the doors. Floor to ceiling are shelves and closet compartments, as well as drawers. And in the back is a shoe rack that could hold a couple hundred pairs of shoes.

"Wow," says the husband, clearly not amused.

"You must understand," informs the wife, "that when we look for a townhouse in Toronto, this is a non-negotiable for me."

"This house must have a closet-type space where I can replicate this same magic. I will not approve any home purchase if there is no potential for this. It is one of my only requests... Along with this house having to be nears hops, Bikram yoga studio, Taco Bell, Starbucks and Lululemon store."

"Yeah," says the husband. "You're not asking for much there, are you?"

What does he know any damn way?

"Colour" Photos Needed For Canadian Visa.

I have officially begun the process of obtaining a Canadian Visa. I filled out a ton of paperwork, scheduled a medical check-up (which I have to have for the immigration process), pulled family photos and pictures, and just had immigration photos taken.

The form that I handed to the dude at Mail Boxes Etc (where I had my photos taken) said I had to four photos from the same negative.

"They must be in black and white," I told the MBE dude.

He began to protest, but I cut him off...

"It is strict about them being in black and white!"

Then the MBE dude pointed to another line on my strict Canadian Immigration Photo Instructions sheet that said "colour" photos were acceptable too.

"Oh!" I exclaimed. "I didn't read that line. I ignored it because 'colour' wasn't spelled correctly in Americanized English."

He laughed.

Though, I will have to get used to spelling and reading things slightly differently once I move.

Canadian citizens will probably think I am an illiterate moron for the first few years... Till I get in the habit.

Election Day ShapeDown.

It's nearly the first of the month, which means it's time for a new fitness class schedule from Equinox.

I rarely go to the classes anymore, though they are quite fun. And I have to admit that I am really intrigued by a new one being offered starting tomorrow...

Election Day ShapeDown


Gimmicky and timely, yes... But it may be enough to motivate me to actually show up for it. Though, I do wish they offered it in the mornings, rather than the evenings... I am more likely to attend in the mornings.

I Heart Rachel Maddow!

If you haven't watched Rachel Maddow's new show on MSNBC, you are missing out.



She is a refreshing and smart woman. If you watch one political show each night, I highly recommend tuning in at 9pm to watch her's. Great stuff!

"Two Feet In One Line..."

I have been having a nice, steady break-through with my Bikram practice. Specifically, I am able to kick out in Standing-Head-to-Knee pose now... Quite well. AND, my Standing-Bow-Pulling pose has gotten much better.

I got a compliment after class from the teacher on my Standing-Bow.

"You almost have two feet in one line!" she noticed.

"Yeah," I told her, "I am getting there. It really helps me when I hear you guys telling me to stretch my free arm forward."

And that's the truth. When I go to move in to Standing-Bow, I lock my free arm and attach my shoulder to my chin. I then stretch my arm forward, while kicking my leg back behind me. Once I am balanced and nice stretched in both directions (up with the leg and forward with the arm) I then lean myself forward and down. This helps get the back leg even higher, and your feet closer into one line.

Ah... Progress totally comes when you get regular and committed to your practice!

She Wears Short Shorts.

Oh My God!

Eww!

I am used to seeing people wear short shorts. hell, I have even begin wearing them in Bikram class myself. The shorter the better in Bikram! You sweat so much, it would be pointless to wear pants... You'd just feel disgusting with pants sticking to your legs.

So at Bikram, short shorts are a good thing. But at the gym? While doing squats and lifting weights? Skin-tight short shorts are not good.

Why?

Well, because no matter how hot and fantastic your body is (and the girl I saw at the gym wearing these shorts was hot), you're going to get the shorts stuck up in certain parts of your anatomy, leaving a frightening visual.

Yuck!

Ladies (and men), for the sake of all your fellow gym go-ers, please do not wear shorts so short that when you move and squat, the fabric folds up into your lady bits. (Or man-bits.)

Lunch: UFood Grill Veggie Burger.

I walked all the way down to the other side of Washington Street for lunch today. I wanted to see if I was maybe in the mood for Knowfat. But when I got there, Knowfat was no more. In it's place was it's replacement, called UFood Grill.

I ordered a veggie burger and some fries, though I was tempted to get a smoothie.



The food was much better than I remembered it being when the place was called Knowfat.

I think I'll hit this place more often for lunch, as it appears to be tasty and healthy. My veggie burger and fries came to a total of 576 calories. I also got about 23 grams of protein in me, and about 10 grams of good fat. oh, and 10 grams of fiber.

Paul Newman's Legacy For Me.

Paul Newman has passed. This is sad, because he appeared to be a genuine humanitarian.

It was his knack for human kindness that made me realize that I was more familiar with Paul Newman's "Newman's Own" products than I was with his movie career. I have only ever seen one Paul Newman movie.

Just one.

That one movie is The Hudsucker Proxy.

I find it to be a great and charming movie. Many others disliked it immensely.

To be honest, Newman's other movies hold no interest for me. I don't know that I will ever see any others. For me, his legacy will be his popcorn... And pasta sauces... Oh, and Newman-Os. And Newman Ginger-Os.

Wolford Barolo Tights

Yes... It is "tights" season.

Or nearly, it is.

I mean, with all this slightly chilly weather, and then the mass of rain coming through this weekend, I am excited to think about the possibility of wearing tights. So excited, in fact, that today I went out and bought a pair from the Wolford store in the Copley.

These aren't cheap tights by any means. They set me back $42. But word on the street (aka: Internet message boards) is that these babies will last you quite a while. So they are worth the splurge.



I decided to get the Velvet Deluxe 50 Tights in a deep, winey "Barolo."



I hope I get to wear them sometime this season while drinking a Barolo.

I think they'll look incredible under a black dress... Of which I have many. Yes, a black dress with my black Mary Janes...

I think that will look quite cute!

"Why Are You Single?"

This is one of the stupidest questions I've heard in my lifetime.* And the fact that it gets asked way more often of women than men is just fucked up.

FUCKED UP.

So, imagine my delight when I was just reading over at Dear Sugar a collection of the top "comebacks" for when single women get asked this question... Which are:

• Because your man is already taken.
• I already have a dog at home.
• Just lucky, I guess.
• Because my girlfriend wouldn't like it.
• I have BOB. (Battery Operated Boyfriend)

I would also add these two to the list:

• Because so far in life, I haven't met anyone who deserves my love more than myself.
• Because I am smart.'

*I do recognize that I am married. And I do love my husband. But nothing angers me more than people thinking everyone needs to be married (or married and have kids) in order to have fulfilling life. I am grateful I have a significant other who recognizes that it is important for us to be friends and genuinely like each other, rather than just merely following a stupid bullshit pattern that was invented more for survival purposes than companionship purposes. So, "thank you, Human, for being Human."

Kyle Is Coming To Town...

I've lived in Boston for over five years now... And since I moved here, I can't recall us ever having a super-bad rainstorm. At least not in the city. Perhaps outside the city...

Well, prepare yourselves people... Because it is looking like tomorrow night/into Sunday we will be getting a visit from Tropical Storm Kyle.



The fact that there is a Tropical Storm Kyle may be news to you, as most of us have been preoccupied with the other news themes of this week: The Shit Economy and John McCain's fast descent into Bi-Polar Crazy-Town.

First thing tomorrow morning: I am heading to the grocery store to get some shopping done. I need to stock up on a few things. (Candles, matches, water, one of them porno magazines, large box of condoms, bottles of Old Harper, a couple of those panty shields, some illegal fireworks and one of those disposable enemas...) Then, if I can, I will go to an afternoon Bikram class.

Project Runway: Who Should Win?

Now... I haven't watched an episode of Project Runway this season in nearly two months. I just haven't been "wowed" by the competition, and therefore have spent my Wednesday evenings doing other things... Like sleeping.

However, my friend Bail sent me the photos from the Bryant Park Runway collections today... And I definitely have my two favorites: Jerrell and Korto.

I'm sorry, but both Leanne and Kenley's collections bore me.

But I can't decide whose collection I like more between Jerrell and Korto.

Here is my favorite piece from Jerrell's collection...



And here is my favorite piece from Korto's collection...



I think I am leaning slightly more towards Korto.

Fridays Are For Ass-Kicking.

I had my first boxing session this morning. It went well, and The Trainer and I decided that Fridays would be for boxing.

He taught me the basic punches... Hook, uppercut, jab... As well as the foot movements and stance. Them I began pretending I was Sydney Bristow and began kicking the punching bag... So he decided to show me how to properly kick.

Then we did combinations and a speed round... All while listening to my boxing soundtrack. It was a sweaty workout. And I burned through 400 calories in less than an hour.

"Once we begin to pick up the pace," he said, "you'll burn through 600 or so."

That's almost as many as a burn through in one session of Bikram yoga (about 700 calories on average.)

I really enjoyed the boxing though... And I can't wait to get back to it next week.

Two Great Pieces Of Advice From Today...

These actually came from two other bloggers out there (Frogger and E. Jean on Dear Sugar)...

"This is your life. You must create it!"

"The best way to predict the future is to invent it."

I don't know that I've ever told anyone this... But I invented the date of my marriage.

Don't misunderstand me... I am in fact married. But in 2001, shortly after I met and began exclusively dating The Husband, I took an online quiz for fun. It's purpose was to predict the date you would get married. You answered some questions and it would "predict" your date.

My predicted date was "July 24, 2004."

And so it was decided. I would get married on July 24, 2004. And you know what? Once I manifested this belief, it happened.

Two years later I was engaged. And three years later I was married to Human. On July 24, 2004.

So begin inventing your life today.

People often chide me for being too "aggressive" and going after what I want... But in recent years I have built up a completely legitimate defense of, "I don't really give a fuck about that little thing you like to call your 'opinion.'"

And I really don't. Nor should any of you. I don't think you should go around doing bad things, like stealing or killing... But if what you want is perfectly healthy and lovely, why not go for it?

Very rarely in life will anyone give you precisely what you want. It's your job to give it to yourself. And if you have children (my sympathies), it's your fucking job to teach them the same thing...

No one is going to give you what you want. So you may as well learn the civilized but proactive way of going out and getting it yourself.

"How Do You Recover From This?"

These were the words from someone who I sent this story to from MSNBC...

Man claims penis amputated without consent

I don't know how a man recovers from something like this. And even though I don't have a penis, I am totally empathetic to anyone who something like this happens to. I wonder if they could reattach it?

The Economy: Why It's In The Shitter.

One simple explanation for why we are in this current economic crisis...


(From Business Pundit.)

It is much more complex than this... But this is where it started.

Les Chiffoniers Sequin Leggings.

Yeah... I am going to put this in the fashion category of "WTF?"

The Les Chiffoniers Sequin Leggings!



Not quite sure why someone would pay $815 to wear these. Make no mistake, though... I completely understand why they cost this much... All those sequins have to be hand-sewn. But I just fail to see the logic in actually buying these.

I mean, I only spend every other night at the local disco prancing and gyrating around in my "club clothes." I just could never get enough wear out of these to justify the cost.

And besides, I wouldn't be able to buy them anyway. I would only feel comfortable in a large-sized pair, and they don't even make them in that size.



Good news is, they still have the "x small" size available. But if you had your heart set on "xx small," you are shit out of luck.

"Friday, We Will Commence Boxing."

These were the words spoken by my trainer in my last training session. This Friday, instead of our usual weight training regime, we will be boxing in the gym's studio.

"You should put together an iPod playlist of music you want to box to," he said, "and we'll play it on the speakers in there."

He told me how boxing is a "great" workout... And that I will be sweating up a storm in no time.

"You'll burn a lot of calories," he informed me.

That's good enough for me. So at 5:30am on Friday, I will be doing some ass-kicking. And here are the songs that I think I want to kick ass to:

1. Eye of the Tiger - Survivor
2. Four Minutes - Madonna
3. White Lines - Duran Duran
4. Material Girl - Madonna
5. Family Affair - Mary J. Blige
6. Blue Money - New Order
7. Hella Good - No Doubt
8. I Wanna Be Sedated - The Ramones
9. Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
10. I'm Shipping Up To Boston - Dropkick Murphys

Anyone else have any good "boxing soundtrack" suggestions? I don't think these will be enough.

Romantic Fall Flowers.

Each week, or so it seems, I get at least one if not two J. Crew catalogs.

These catalogs usually get a quick flip-through, and then get tossed into the bin. Tonight though, something lovely caught my eye...



Apparently these silk flowers will be available online in the next few weeks. And I must confess, I love the look of these on cardigans, sweaters and blazers. A romantic look for the Fall.

Status.

I am a fan of checking a person's "Status" in the various social media places I like to linger: Facebook, Twitter and Gmail Pager.

Currently, I have the following statuses on each:







I will confess, these are pretty boring statuses. Not nearly as exciting as some of the ones I have read today:

• SoxyLady Loves that Turkey, Johnny Pesky
• EW Just popped the cherry on my new credit card by signing up for Reiki level I class.
• ken_cosgrove If any of you ladies has information leading to the return of my lighter, please contact me. I am offering a handsome reward.
• Bail reminds you: national banned books week is 9/27-10/4. Pick up something special to read.
• JK and Tim are seeing Equus tonight.
• BF is going to hartford, again. It's $96 in mileage away :)
• Josh is 'Are you there, Vodka? It's me, Josh.'
• DG: Bailing Out Wall St
• Bail: wonders - is it really all on Barney Frank?

♫ Clearly, I need to be much more creative with my updates.

Election Night Fantastic-ness.

We have about a month and a half till Election Night. And a few of my friends and I have been plotting how we will be spending the night.

I rarely stay up and watch the whole thing. I usually cave in and head to bed about midnight. One of my other friends paces the entire night until everything is declared. Another friend of ours falls somewhere in between... Staying up all night, but being calm the entire time.

So, we have all agreed to take the day after off from work. And we are looking to book a swanky hotel room here in Beantown. We are going to check-in and party all night. And by "party" I mean, "be glued to the TV, drinking wine and eating lots of food."

We're just trying to narrow down the hotel we crash at... What are your plans????

Healthy Lunch.

Since a new battle is raging inside my body (you know, the one against acid reflux), I have decided to be better about what I eat for lunch each day.

I am trying to stick with "cooling" foods. Nothing with any acid or carbonation. (So no Coke Zero :( ...) So here is what I am eating right now for lunch...



Grapes... Carrots... Celery... Yogurt... Peanut butter...

Now let's see if I have any pain in tonight's yoga class.

I Know What That Burning Sensation Is Now...

The one that is in the back of my throat and in my upper chest and stomach. The one that I experience whenever I do yoga...

The one I feel strongly in standing-head-to-knee pose when I have to shove my knee into my chest...

The one I feel harshly rabbit pose and standing separate-leg-stretching pose...

It's acid reflux.

One of the instructors mentioned it a few weeks back when they saw me struggling with what are relatively gentle postures. They mentioned it during class, and I wasn't exactly sure if the comment was directed towards me, but they said, "This helps cure that acid reflux that you are feeling."

But it wasn't until this afternoon's class that I finally got that this is what I was suffering from... And now it makes sense.

See, I love spicy foods. And tomato sauces. And diet coke. And coffee. These are all things that can irritate your body and cause this condition.

And the cure?

Yep, you guessed it... Laying off all the above things.

I don't know if I can live in a world where I don't get to have at least one cup of coffee a day. I guess I could try avoiding all the other things for a week and see if I feel better... But I will not give up the coffee. Not just yet.

Healthy Dish For The Weak: Oven-Baked Eggs.

I am a big fan of eggs. Real eggs. Fresh eggs. Eggs that are scrambled. Eggs that are poached. Eggs that are fried. Eggs that are sunny-side up. (But not hard-boiled eggs. YUCK!)

So this morning when I woke up, I peeked in the fridge and saw that I still had eggs in it... Which is amazing, as I haven't been properly grocery shopping in weeks. (I picked these up a few days back on my way home one night.) Yay!

The Husband is not a big fan of scrambled eggs, and since I usually make breakfast for both of us on Saturdays, I decided to bake the eggs instead... In the oven.



Yum!

Oven-baked eggs are super easy. You just crack two eggs in a small oven-proof dish, and stick it in the oven on a "High Broil" for about 5-6 minutes. I like to throw a little light cream (a dash) and herbs on top of the eggs when I put them in the hot box. Then I serve with toast for dipping.

Quick, easy and light...

Bristol Lounge - Boston.

Believe or not, I don't have much of a sweet tooth. I'm much more a "savory" person. I have a weakness for Pumpkin Spice Lattes in season... And the occasional piece of chocolate... But I would take a slice of pizza to dessert any day of the week.

Today, though, I made sure to make room for my sweet tooth. I ended my day at the Bristol Lounge for the dessert buffet.

In case you didn't know (as I didn't, until this week), the Bristol Lunge inside The Four Seasons Hotel has an amazing dessert buffet on Friday and Saturday nights, after 9pm.

I only did one small round at it tonight... But it was scrumptious!



Sorry for the bad picture... But it was my cell camera. What you see on the plate is a small fruit tart, a petite lemon meringue, mini lemon custard parfait and bite-sized chocolate-mocha layer cake. Oh... and the best part... A small demitasse cup of pure chocolate! (I dipped a delicious mini macaroon in it.)

This was a great way to end a busy and (somewhat) stressful week for me. I really shouldn't have eaten dinner before hand though. As I was only able to get through one round at the buffet table. Next time, I won't eat the entire day beforehand...

Sarah Palin Baby Name Generator.

If you haven't already seen this already... It's hilarious...

The Sarah Palin Baby Name Generator!

Here is the name it generated for me...



Um... "Strapon"?

Talk Like A Pirate Day!

Happy "Talk Like A Pirate Day," people!



Learn the basics of how to talk like a pirate. And learn pirate pick-up lines to use on your potential lads and beauties. You can even learn what your official Pirate Name is by using the name generator.

I'm not very good at talking like a pirate... But I love pirates. Hope you all have an adventurous "Talk Like A Pirate Day"!

-Captain Eye-Gouger
(aka "The Missus")

Kittery Outlets - Maine.

I have been so busy this week at work that by the time I get home each night, I really just collapse into bed. I have watched almost no TV this week... And I haven't read much online either.

But tonight, I knew I needed to finally get around to giving my account of my first ever trip to Maine.

No, I didn't go for lobster. (As I don't eat shellfish, because it tastes like "dirt" to me.) My friend Frogger dragged me to Maine to check out the Kittery Outlets.

The outlets are only about an hours drive from Boston. And it was a smooth ride, despite the wind and rain that we experienced. But Frogger was driving, so I wasn't worried. She is a responsible and safe driver.

I was amazed, once I got to Kittery, by the variety of outlets they had available... J. Crew, Banana Republic, Gap, Burberry , Crate and Barrel and Coach... (Just to name a few.)

Normally, I am not a Coach person. I typically think of the brand (like Louis Vuitton) as being far too sophisticated for me. I am a little more boho and funky. I can't really pull of a nice and polished-looking bag. But once I walked into the Coach store, I changed my mind.

I mean, look at the size of the bag I walked out of there with!



Don't get the wrong idea though... I didn't buy a lot of stuff from there. I bought two gifts for my sister for Christmas... And that was all I was gonna buy, till I turned around and saw this...

A nice piece of black carry-on luggage!



And it wasn't till I got it home and opened it that I saw the inside. I had no idea there was a garment bag and hanger in it!



The piece was 40% off the marked down price. And it was in perfect condition. SCORE!

My favorite purchase for the day, though, was a pair of nice silver-matte driving shoes from Banana Republic.



I've worn them every day this week so far. I adore them. And they were only $30.

I would absolutely recommend going to the Kittery Outlets to get some shopping deals.

There was a divine pumpkin-plaid Burberry scarf that I fell in love with at the Burberry outlet... But I ultimately passed on it because it was shorter than I am used to. I love to wrap scarves around my neck a few times. So I knew I would never wear the pumpkin piece.

Maybe they'll have something new to look at next Spring?

The Carrie Diaries.

Wow!

I don't know what to think of this one... And it's not a rumor. It's totally legit. Candace Bushnell (the Sex and the City creator) is going to be writing about Carrie Bradshaw's high school years. The first one will be published in 2010.

I wonder if Carrie's obsession with shoes will have started back in high school? My fascination with fashion didn't really begin until I moved to Boston five years ago and actually had some disposable income to spend on stuff.

Before that, the only designer bag I had owned was a black Kate Spade shopper that I bought at the famous Kate Spade sample sale that happens each November in NYC. I had paid $150 for it... And that was a very extravagant purchase for me at that time.

I am intrigued... I think the series will be popular with women and teens alike. But really now, I am ready to call the heyday of chick lit over.

Escalator Etiquette.

I was just briefly catching up on Twitter posts when I read one that I made me go "YES! ABSOLUTELY!":



Bex is right on! People, especially in major public transportation areas, really need to follow the "escalator etiquette" policy.

In case you are unfamiliar with this code of conduct for escalators, let me enlighten you...

1. Do not stop in front of the entrance to a moving escalator. If you are unsure that you want to get on it, move to the side so that others may continue forward.
2. If you are going to stand on the escalator, stand to the right. Do not stand on the left. The left side of the escalator is for people who want to walk with the direction of the escalator. People who want to just stand should move to the right to avoid getting trampled on while in motion.
3. Hold the railing! This is more just a general safety guideline. Especially when you are going down an escalator... Even if you are just standing on it, and not moving.... You should still hold the railing. I know The Husband has saved the life of at least one person at the airport who was walking down an escalator and started to tumble down the steps. Had The Husband not been at the bottom of the escalator to help absorb the guy's fall, things would have been really bad.
4. Again, don't stop. Once you reach the final point on the escalator, do not stop. Keep moving forward and out of the way so that others may get off of the escalator.

If I forgot any, people, please feel free to send them in and I will happily add them.

Bitchy Brides With No Clue.

Oh dear God.

Earlier this year, I had a gal email me asking what she should do for an upcoming wedding she was going to. She wasn't a bridesmaid... She was only attending the wedding. The bride had dictated that everyone dress in patriotic red or blue (not navy blue, mind you) for her 4th of July wedding. The bride would be the "white" part of the patriotic color scheme.

I don't know how the wedding went. But I think brides who have the audacity to pull this kind of shit out of their fat asses is going too far.

And trust me, I would know... As I have worked with some real piece of bitchtastic-ness brides in my time.

Apparently, though, this is a growing trend among brides... Dictating what their guests can wear to the wedding.

Of course, I find it perfectly acceptable for brides and grooms to set the tone of their wedding by saying the dress is "cocktail" (meaning short or "tea-length" dresses for women and suits for men), "black tie" or "formal" (meaning gowns for the women and tuxes for the men) or "white tie" (which means tuxes with white bow ties for the men - super fancy - and ball gowns for the women.)

But telling them what colors to wear or not wear? That's bullshit. If you're have a very small wedding where everyone knows each other, that's one thing. But more than 10 people? This is not acceptable. And my advice to anyone who gets invited to a wedding where a bride has requested this kind of crap: DON'T GO.

Simply send a gift (I recommend steak knives - as a way "severing" the friendship) and wish them "all the best on what will likely be a disappointing day, as the bride sounds like a controlling bi-atch."

Sticky & Sweet With Madonna.

The Husband and I decided that we are going to catch Madonna's Sticky & Sweet tour at the Garden on the 16th of October.



Yippee!!!

I've never seen her in concert. This will be the most fun!

I really hope Vogue is apart of the set list.

Blazing Through The Fall.

The weather this week in Boston has been a bit odd. We seem to be getting a taste of Fall a little on the early side this season. While it was sweltering today, earlier this week it was "crisp." And you know what that means...

It's almost time to bust out the Fall style!

I have only bought a few things so far for Fall... Frogger and I are hopping into a ZipCar tomorrow morning and going up to the Kittery Outlets in Maine. (I've never been to Maine before. Allegedly, it is only an hour away from Boston.)

While out shopping, I intend to be on the lookout for some of the things on my Fall shopping list... And at the top of the list are blazers.

Now, I know I bought one last weekend. And I love it. So much, in fact, that I would like a at least one more, if not a few. I am loving the blazer, cute frilly blouse, jeans and flats look for Fall. And here are a few styles I have my eye on...

Equestrian Blazer



Since seeing Betty Draper (played by January Jones on Mad Men) riding around on horses in her riding gear, I am in love with the cut of this type of blazer. The one-button look is very flattering, and nips in the waist.


Short Sleeved Peacoat



Perfect for inside, and would look fantastic with a scarf while walking around outside... Plus, I have these really amazing Vince cashmere full-armed gloves I bought last year that would look great with this.


Capelet



I love the look of this capelet... Just not the price ($438)! It looks cozy, complete with a detachable scarf. But we all know scarves are big right now, so of course you would want to style it with the coat. If I could find something similar at a lower price point, I would snatch it up. I just prefer to make my big-ticket items bags and shoes.


Feminine Tweed



There's the classic tweed, like I bough last weekend... And then there's the girlie-ed up version like this. You could get away with just a tee under this jacket, and it would be plenty feminine.

For The Wandering Friend.

I wasn't sure if I was going to post this yesterday... I don't talk about it much. But since it was the seventh year since it happened, I figured I don't need to put any words down... A picture would suffice.

In memory of my friend who I would randomly see wandering the streets of NYC, Swede.


The Missus & Swede
Williamsburg, Brooklyn - January 2001.
At Muggs pub.

Project Runway...

I must confess...

I have not been watching the fifth season of Project Runway. The last episode I saw was nearly a month ago... The one with Brooke Shields in it.

I don't know why... But I always forget that it's on Wednesday nights.

Hopefully they'll have a marathon that I can watch one weekend. I need to catch up!

UPDATE TO POST:
Just read on Perez that Jennifer Lopez was scheduled to be the guest judge in the finale... But she bailed at the last minute. Tim Gunn had to step in and a cast vote in her place.

Maybe J. Lo is bored with this season, and not watching too?

Our Soundtrack...

The Husband and I spent this evening hanging out. We weren't doing our usual watching of TV though... We decided to put together a small "The Missus & Human Soundtrack."

Here is that soundtrack:
Eye of the Tiger - Survivor
Standing Tall (Theme song to Perfect Strangers)
More Than A Feeling - Boston
The Final Countdown - Europe
You're The Inspiration - Chicago
Girls Just Wanna Have Fun - Cyndi Lauper
Fat-Bottomed Girls - Queen
Enter Sandman - Metallica
Sister Christian - Night Ranger
I Want To Break Free - Queen
Pour Some Sugar On Me - Def Leppard
Beat It - Michael Jackson
We Built This City - Starship
We Belong - Pat Benatar

Talk About Being Unprofessional...

Yeah... So.. Got a bit of a bitchy email today...

The story behind the email:
Back at the end of March I reached out to a blog designer to spice up this place. I was ready to commit to a more personalized background and design... And I had seen quite a few people recommend this one particular designer.

I paid the designer, and put me on her schedule, and began work a few weeks later. The first design though, while cute, was not really a good fit with my personality. I figured I should give her more information and specific details. So I circled back with her on my thoughts.

She said she would take another look and adjust somethings... And she asked me to go through stock photos to see if there was anything that jumped out at me. I sent my favorites to her, and she said she would come up with something else.

I waited. And waited. And waited. About a month went by and I didn't hear anything from her. Then, I got an email one day that basically said, "Oh! I forgot about you! I am going to work on yours this weekend!"

I didn't get mad or anything. I knew she was busy. And I appreciated her reaching out to me and being honest. I told her not to worry. And that whenever she could get it done was fine.

A few days later, she sent it to me... And before I decided to form an opinion myself, I would pass it by others first. Here are the types of responses I got:

"This isn't you! You're cheeky! And fun!"
"Yeah, I don't like this. The font is wrong. And it looks too thrown together."
"This is ugly."

I didn't think it was as bad those people did. But it was a case where creative differences were likely going to prevent anything being usable. So I decided that I would run it by a few more people... But I would, in the mean time, chalk up the cost to a research expense.

And so I hired another designer to work on a design too - this time, someone I knew. And this designer was spot on with what I was looking for... Probably because they know me personally.

So all was well in the world. I applied the new design last week, and I am loving it... As are my readers. Then, I get a harsh email from the initial designer in my inbox today:

Cute new blog design. Still kind of upset that you didn't even have the nerve to reply back to me.

Umm... When did I not write her back? (That's my first question!) Second... How unprofessional is that?

I mean, I paid this woman. She was a little flaky. And we weren't in sync creatively. And I was okay with taking a loss on the $145 I paid her for the redesign.... Yet, she has the audacity to write me and tell me that I was too chicken to respond to her?

Honey, I fear absolutely no confrontation. Ask people who know me. Hell, ask every boss I have ever had in my life. If I got your email, I would have responded. And in fact, when I last responded to you, I had told you,

"I am going to run this by some people and do some market research with it. If there are any additional changes I need, I will have another contract with you to pay your that additional work."

Yet, somehow, I am the one who is unprofessional and chicken shit?

I was kind. And professional. You, on the other hand, will get absolutely no referrals from me.

The Mysteries Of My Life...

I will never understand:

• Why it takes me three hours to finish a small glass of wine while drinking at home. (Things seem to go down much quicker when I am in a social setting.)
• Why, every few weeks, I suddenly can't seem to do Bikram yoga postures that require me to put pressure on my belly. (It's been going on for the past four classes... Half Tortoise pose... Rabbit pose... I feel like I am going to throw up!)
• Why The Husband makes no effort to touch his toes. I've told him many times, "Flexibility is the key to longevity! You are going to die young if you don't learn to be more flexible!"
• Why, after seven years, I still have a hard time talking about it.
• Why, after five months, people are still leaving nasty comments to each other on my post about The Real Housewives of New Jersey.
• Why people like Dirty Dancing. It's a shit movie. (Sorry Mum. Sorry Red. Sorry new sister-in-law... As I imagine you like it too.)
• Why I keep dreaming about peeing and toilets.
  

Wednesday Lunch: Too Many Pizzas.

So, last week began a new era in my office...

The era of the marketing team (specifically, yours truly) planning the Wednesday lunches.

For the past odd number of months, another team in the office has been planning and ordering the Wednesday lunches. And they did a great job. They took special orders for sandwiches, ordered nice pizzas, wraps and even did Chinese food once. They took polls and really cared about whether or not people were enjoying a particular lunch vendor.

It was a nice era. But that era has ended. Now it's the era of the marketing team, and I don't really give a shite whether or not people have super-duper preferences for certain foods.

Now, I am not trying to be bitch. I certainly want people to be happy with the lunch they get on Wednesdays. But, I am hoping they remember that it is free. And it's a nice perk the company offers to us. So we can't complain about it at all.

When I was originally handed this duty last week, I plotted to use my budget and go pick up Taco Bell for the office. But too many people complained, and I backed out of that plan.

"Fuck it!" I said. "I'm just gonna do pizza. And if people don't like it, they don't have to eat it."

"Right on!" said one other person, in agreement.

So this week, I was careful with my budget and ordered pizzas from around the corner. I ordered 11 pizzas. Each with one topping. I came in under budget. Things were good.

But...

I ordered waaaay too much pizza.

I figured people would eat two slices each. But I think most people only ate one. And we had four full size and two half-eaten pizzas left at the end of lunch. By the end of the day, I was begging people to take home pizzas for dinner. A few people actually did.

So now I know for next week: Only order 7 pizzas, not 11.

Dreams: Bubble Bath Toilet.

Last night I had a dream I could actually recall when I woke up in the morning. It's been a while since I have been able to fully recall dreams upon waking up. (Maybe I should consider going back to acupuncture... Just for the wacky dreams I used to have right afterward.)

In this dream, I just finished peeing in a toilet. I flushed, and all of the sudden, bubbles - like you see in a bubble bath - came piling up out of the toilet, and stared to overflow. I went to go get my husband to fix it. By the time I brought him back, the bubbles had wilted away, and the toilet is no longer a problem.

Then I wake up.

I have had many toilet and peeing dreams in the past year. But the bubble bath bubbles? that was new, I think.

Anyway... Here is what each symbol means...

• Urination - Releasing of negative or repressed emotions.
• Toilet - To see an overflowing toilet in your dreams represents a desire to fully express your emotions.
• Bubble Bath - You have to rid yourself of negative emotions that you are keeping inside.

Wow... So, I guess I am releasing negative emotions? I don't feel any different. And what negative emotions do I have pent up?

This has just brought more questions to my mind. Perhaps I will dream tonight of answers.

"Let's Make Some LSD & Get You Naked."

Did anyone else watch Fringe, the new J.J. Abrams show on Fox tonight?

This show ROCKS!

Falling Drywall In Downtown Crossing.

Holy cow!

My office is above the Borders Bookstore in Downtown Crossing. And so, we have these huge floor-to-ceiling windows that look out on the courtyard in front of Borders.

Just a few moments ago, we saw the skies turn dark, the rain come down and the wind start forcing violent movements from everything... Trees, rain, people and even foam-drywall materials from construction on a building near by.

Huge sheets of foamy drywall material, six feet long and two feet wide, came floating and then spiraling down on Washington Street in front of us.

At first we worried that these were wooden boards floating in the sky. Turns out they were just foam though. So no one was hurt. But yikes!

And, where did all of this rain come from suddenly? I had no idea it was supposed to rain today. And I have no umbrella.

How To Keep Your Bra Straps From Falling.

"Today is all about upper body exhaustion!" proclaimed The Trainer at 5:35am today.

"Oh really?" I asked. Then, thinking, "This is gonna suck."

And you know what? It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

Before getting into the upper body, he had me exhaust my legs with weighted squats (with 50 pounds of weight), step-ups (with 30 pounds of weight) and one-legged lunge-dips. We calculated that it took me 2 minutes and 56 seconds to get through one round of the three exercises. And then I would get about a minute's rest.

Then came the hard part of the workout...

I had to sit in an up-right row machine, and row 90 pounds of weight. That was 45 pounds for each arm. Then I had to do 10 push-ups on a very small incline. And there was no rest in between. I had to do three sets each, with no rest in between.

Then we moved to the free weight area, and I had to press up 15 pounds in each arm on an incline... Followed by 10 bent-over rows. But my arms were exhausted. So the press-ups were tough.

Next, he gave me a 15-pound bar, and I had to lift it from my waist to my shoulders, with my arms straight. Then I had a 10 pound weight in each hand, and I had to lift my arms up laterally on the sides. THESE were very tough.

Then we did some various press-outs and more rows on a machine. And next came some triceps pull-downs and some biceps curls. We finished with some ab work.

All this in 50 minutes!

My arms and back are gonna be so sore tomorrow. And I still can't get over the fact that I rowed 90 pounds. No wonder my bra straps don't slide off my shoulders anymore... (A problem I had suffered with for about 7 years!)

My training has really started to build and tone out my shoulders and back.

Victoria's Secret "V-String."

Shopping for intimate apparel, believe it or not, is not something I enjoy doing.

Jeans, dresses, accessories, handbags, perfume, make-up, shoes... I enjoy all of that. But bras? No.

I find that whenever I step foot into a lingerie shop, I feel like the sales associates are just too aggressive. They want to show you the latest, most expensive lace thingie... When all you want is a new bra. A simple one. Nothing fancy. It just turns me off. As a consumer, I hate dealing with sales associates that work on commission.

But yesterday, I decided time to pick up a new bra. One in my collection is just worn out... So it's time. And while out, I decided to stop in Victoria's Secret to check out the new Biofit bras.

As I was digging through the colors available in my size (which, I have to complain about for a second... It seems like once you hit a certain size, they only carry boring colors. Also, once you hit a certain size, you don't need padding or any push-up material. It seems like VS only carries bras that push you up, no matter what size you are...), the sales associate came up to me and offered me a card for a free panty.

"If you buy one of the Biofit bras, you get the free panty," she explained.

I thanked her and thought, "Hey! Who couldn't use a new pair of panties?"

So I went up to the front to pay for my bra and collect my free panty. It was called the "V-string," which I (to be honest) I didn't like the sound of. And my instinct proved right.

I got a panty that looked like this on the front...



And came with a backside "coverage" of this...



Seriously, when the hell am I ever going to wear something like this? It DOES NOT look comfortable. I mean, I am all for getting rid of the VPLs in society... But this is ridiculous. And even though I got this baby for free, want to know how much Victoria's Secret wants to charge for it at full price???

They want you to pay $16.00 for it!

I just don't understand what you would be paying for at that price... It's mostly string with a patch of unbreathable polyester/lycra blend.

It looks like it would give you an infection.

I am thinking about making a fancy eye patch out of it. Or maybe a hair scrunchie. Or even a fabric cuff bracelet. But if anyone else has any ideas as to what I should do with it, feel free to leave a comment. I am open to non-perverse suggestions.

Meyer Lemons.

Today is a gorgeous day. We only had rain overnight... So this weekend ended up actually being quite nice. (With the exception of the God-awful humidity yesterday!)

When I woke up this morning, I saw that it was so nice out that I decided to get some grocery shopping done. And since I was at the grocery store so early, I was able to get an excellent selection of fruits and veggies.

Out of all the asparagus, squashes, apples and zucchinis I bought... My most favorite piece of produce was the Meyer Lemon.



Oh how pretty!

I think my new favorite (non-alcoholic) drink is water with Meyer lemons.

Hmm... Summery!

Tweed Blazer Heaven!

I got such a great deal today...

I decided to head out shopping in the early afternoon. I had no intention of buying anything, actually. I was just looking... Trying to finalize my Fall shopping list. (I've promised myself I wouldn't buy any Fall clothes till Fall actually arrives.)

While out, I popped into J. Crew to check on a blazer I was thinking of buying. It's the Donegal Tweed Ecole Jacket.



While tracing my fingers across the dark tweed on the hanger, a sales associate walked up behind me.

"Those are 25% off for today, just so you know," she said.

"Hmm," I thought, while smiling a thankful acknowledgment toward the woman. "Maybe I should just go ahead and try it on?"

So I picked one up and walked to the dressing room. I tried it on and loved it. So I decided to just go ahead and get it since it was on sale.

When I was up at the register, the sales associate there reconfirmed that the blazer was 25% off for today.

"Great!" I said. "Thanks!"

She rang me up, ran my card, and bagged my jacket.

"Do you want the receipt in the bag or with you?" she asked.

I said that I would take it. And when I did, I was in for a surprise...

The jacket was originally $198. With 25% off, that would make it $148.50. But the amount I paid for the jacket was $111.37. For some reason, they gave me an additional 25% off the jacket.

Score!

I am so glad I decided to buy it today. I got over $80 off it!

Great News!

Super-fuck-yeah!!!

I came this afternoon to some great news. The Husband got a letter in the mail from these people...



That said this...



Woohoo! The Husband is a permanent resident now! He gets his permanent card in the next few weeks. Hooray!

America fucking rocks!

These Would Have Been Useful In Rome...

So... The Husband and I are going to be staying in today, cleaning our apartment. We started to do it a little earlier this week, but decided we would make a project out of it during the storm today.

While sorting through one of his drawers (which I never go through, because I know there's nothing scandalous and worth snooping on in there), I found these...



Umm.. Yeah. They're Euros left over from our trip to Paris THREE YEARS AGO.

"Human!" I called to the Husband, "Did you know you had a tidy sum of leftover Euros from our last trip a couple of years ago?????"

He looks pensive for a minute. And then he dares to speak...

"Yeah," comes the confirmation. "I guess I did know they were there. But I forgot about them."

"You know, these could have come in handy in Rome, right?" I ask.

"Of course," he said. "I guess I should go through that drawer more often."

Arghhh!

That tidy sum could have been a small, but lovely, handbag. Or a really super-fuck-yeah kick ass dinner for Frogger and I. Or, depending on how much wine was consumed, two or three kick ass dinners.

We had kept the Euros after the Paris trip because the dollar (like it is now) was so much weaker than that currency. And we knew we would be going back to Europe sometime in the following years, so we figured, "Let's just hang on to it."

And since he was the one holding the money during the trip, I forgot all about it when we got back home.

Lesson learned: The Missus holds the money.

Wedding Vows...

The Husband and I were talking after dinner tonight (which is rare, because everyone knows married people don't "talk") about stuff... And that "stuff" lead to us talking about our wedding vows...

"Hey," says I, "Wouldn't it be cool if we could go back and time and recite these words to each other at our wedding?"

"Yeah," says he, "I guess it would be funny."

(Clearly, he was trying to amuse me.)

The words I said I would recite to him were:

Thank you for being a friend.
Traveled down the road and back again.
Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant.

And if you threw a party, and invited everyone you knew...
You would see the biggest gift was from me, and the card attached would say, "Thank you for being a friend."

And the words he would recite to me would be:

Maybe the world is blind, or just a little unkind.
Don't know.
Seems you can't be sure, of anything anymore... Although...
You maybe lonely and then, one day you're smiling again.
Every time I turn around, I see the girl who turns my world around.
Standing there, every time I turn around.
Her spirit's lifting me right off the ground.
What's gonna be? Guess we'll just wait and see.

Hee... Hee... We're such 80s nerds.

The Beauty Event.

Every September (and other times during the year, but the main one is in September), Neiman Marcus has their beauty event. That means that if you spend over $100 on beauty stuff (cosmetics, perfume, skincare) you get a nice little gift. And who doesn't love a nice gift???

I usually wait until the beauty event to replace something I need (usually perfume) just so I can score the free gift. And today was one of those days.

Today, I bought this...



And I got this...



What I bought was Jo Malone Orange Blossom Cologne and Vintage Gardenia Body Creme. In return, my free gift included:

• Van Cleef & Arpels Feerie perfume
• glowelle beauty drink mix
• Clinique Long Last Glosswear SPF 15 (in Guavagold)
• Molton Brown Blu Maquis Fine Liquid Hand Soap
• Laura Mercier Eye Basics Base (in Wheat)
• Prada Milano perfume
• Kate Somerville ExfoliKate
• Fekkai Ageless Rejevenating Shampoo & Conditioner
• Jo Malone Grapefruit cologne
• Eggplant Faux Crocodile Handbag

Ahhh... I love trying new beauty products!

Equinox Boston Fit-Challenge.

About a year ago, the Equinox I go to hear in Boston started building an obstacle course on the back patio of the gym. It has things like low balance beams, monkey bars, a rope thingie... The stuff you would see on a typical obstacle course. However, we were told that it wasn't going to be "ready" until probably this coming Winter 2009.

Well, I guess it's ready for prime time now because I just got an email about an event they are having on it starting next week...



Very cool! I won't be signing up for it... But it's great to see these kinds of events being put together for the members.

OPI Black Cherry Chutney.

As I mentioned before... Berry-colors are big for this Fall and Winter. And now we are seeing them extend into nail lacquers...

OPI now has a color called "Black Cherry Chutney."



So divine...

Pumpkin Spice Latte Seasonal Intake.

You may notice in the sidebar that I have added a section called, "Pumpkin Spice Latte Seasonal Intake."

Since Starbucks began their seasonal offering of the Pumpkin Spice Latte on Monday, I thought it would be fun to keep track of how much of the divine stuff I take down this season.

I actually got the idea from my trainer, who this morning told me he had four of these on Wednesday and three of them yesterday.

"I'll probably have 100 of them in the month," he said.

It's good to know trainers have their guilty pleasures too.

Starbucks Oatmeal.

I didn't get to try the new Starbucks Oatmeal yesterday, as I was running late and had a bunch of meetings throughout the day. So I picked some up on my way home from the gym this morning.



And here are my thoughts on it...

• It smells wonderful.
• I got it with the dried fruit... And the fruits were beautiful and tangy, as they should be.
• The oatmeal itself has no flavor to it... So you may want to add some raw sugar or Splenda to it yourself.
• The container it comes in is easily transportable...Nothing can spill out of it.

I liked it. I think it's a wonderful option to all the other high-calorie stuff you can get for breakfast from Starbucks. And if you're lazy like me, and you don't make breakfast at home (or even eat breakfast at all), this is an ideal solution for you.

The Marliave.

I had a double treat today...

I got to try a reopened restaurant twice today... The Marliave on Bosworth Street.

First, I went at lunch time for a work do. Then, Frogger, Bail and I went for cocktails and nibbles after work. We had pizza, Welsh rarebit and a yummy bottle of wine. Bail even had a gorgeous Sapphire martini, which the Marliave calls "The FDR."



So pretty! And apparently very tasty too.

I was surprised by how quiet the joint was, seeing as it was a Thursday night... And everyone knows that is the night you go out for cocktails with co-workers and friends. But perhaps it's because the joint is on a hidden street... And because it has been closed for so long...

I imagine it won't be as quiest as it was tonight for very long. It's a nice hidden gem. It has a great cocktail menu and a very good wine list.

New Look And Feel.

Yes... After months and months of talking about it, my blog redesign is finally done. I had two different (but both stellar) designers working on it. In the end, I went with the design of the person who knew me personally, as they understood my taste a little more...

"You're more like a gypsy who's really into fashion!"

I loved that description!

I hope you all like the new look.

Sarah Palin Speech At The RNC.

I must confess...

I find Sarah Palin to be a very passionate and kick-ass speaker.

HOWEVER... I disagree with her on social issues, most economic issues, probably on foreign policy issues (we still need more insight on this) and environmental issues.

But talk about "girl power" while speaking!

Just one thing, Sarah Palin: Please stop referring to yourself as "just a hockey mom." You're clearly much more than that.

I still don't want her as VP though... She needs more experience. And, as I've said many times to people, I give McCain a 65% chance of dying in office, during the first four years.

My New Manifesto.

While in NYC this weekend, I hit up the Lululemon store in Columbus Circle. Lululemon is probably my favorite store in the whole world, and any chance I get to visit an actual store (rather than a showroom like we have in Boston), I take it.

I picked up a new hot pink yoga top and a new pair of yoga shorts (which, by the way, are a size smaller than I usually pick up. Great progress!) And since I didn't have a bag with me, I went ahead and accepted one of the reusable plastic bags they give you. You know, the ones with the Lululemon manifestos written all over it...



I usually these Lululemon bags to transport my sopping-wet yoga clothes after class. And as I was waiting to shower after my Bikram class tonight, I had time to actually read all the manifestos on the bag.

Here are a few of my favorites:

• Your outlook on life is a direct reflection of how much you like yourself.
• Life is full of setbacks. Success is determined by how you handle setbacks.
• That which matters least should never give way to that which matters most.
• The world is changing at such a rapid rate that waiting to implement changes will leave you 2 steps behind. DO IT NOW, DO IT NOW, DO IT NOW!
• Dance, sing, floss and travel.

I especially like the last one... And I am adopting and adjusting it to my taste... So here is my new manifesto:

Love, Bikram, read, blog, exfoliate and travel.

And in case you were wondering, my old manifesto was: Blog, offend as much as possible, drink coffee and buy lots of shoes.

You can see why it needed to be changed.

Dear Carat People Who Are Getting Laid Off...

Dear Carat People Who Are Getting Laid Off,

In light of this unfortunate hilarity... Just wanted to give you an FYI... My company is hiring search people. We are a great company to work for, and we are looking for people with solid search skills.

Please feel free to email me at commongroundblog@gmail.com if you would like further information about the positions (yes, that's plural) we are hiring for at this time. I know many of you have kick ass search and interactive marketing skills.

Many thanks! And best of luck to you in your job hunting!

XOXO,
The Missus

Fall Style: Silk Tibi Dress

Just found one more thing I think want to add to my shopping list for the Fall...

The Tibi Silk Jersey Print Dress.



With black tights... And black booties...

I so want Fall to be here now.