October 4, 2010
July 19, 2010
June 9, 2010
I was beyond excited when me and my friend April started planning to go to the Renegade Craft Fair in Brooklyn together. It was a great day, so inspiring! plus we ended it by eating out way through Greenwich Village (which I can’t think of a better way to ever end a day:) Heres just a few things that caught my eye, plus maybe you can “spot” Miss April (oh wow, I am so not funny its ridiculous). I apologize, I don’t remember who’s tables these were, but if it’s yours or you happen to know please tell me so I can link it to you!
May 18, 2010
Could I have asked for a better birthday? absolutely not. It was full of a lovely craft fair, visiting galleries, walking (and missing) the city, the franklin institute, and (of course) lots of amazing food.
(Tasha McKelvey‘s adorable table at the Art Star Craft Bazaar)
(KG + AB)
(I was so in love with this bowl by PinkKiss Potery )
(Small Favors V show at the Clay Studio)
(so in love with these lovely little dogs by Katie Parker)
(View from our dinner alone on the terrace at XIX)
September 3, 2009
Me and Frank have been talking about making a trip down to D.C. since last winter, and the sudden burst of chilly weather made us rush to find a day to make it work before it really gets cold (stupid seasons!). And after a horribly failed attempt at a nice day at Hershey Park last week, we decided to go ahead and do it.
We’ve driven in a lot of different cities, especially him, but Washington is a whole other animal. We got turned around and lost and driving back and forth for quite a while before we finally found ourselves.
Getting lost in Washington isn’t nearly as bad as some other cities though, at least there’s a lovely monument everywhere you go anyway.
Finally we parked and, by that time, were starving and quickly found ourselves a cute little pizzeria and ducked into Ella’s Wood Fired Pizza for some lunch.
It wasn’t at all what I expected, both in a good way and bad way I guess. It’s a little bistro-type pizzaria, and being so, I was hoping to get a nice sandwich or something, but the menu is limited to personal sized pizzas and salad, and oddly enough, a long list of wines. This was slightly disapointing since I wanted a little more than a salad but knew I could never finish a pizza.As far as service goes, we had what I refer to as a “corpse waiter”. Basically he seemed barely alive, but just enough to take orders from people. The food was pretty good, my salad was interesting and delicious and the pizza was nicely done, but in the end it’s definitely not a favorite place.
Finally we got to our destination, the Smithsonian! It was fantastic! We didn’t do even 1/4 of the building we were in, much less the entire collection of museums, but what we say has us wanting to go back to explore some more. One of my favorites that they have right now is Julia Child’s kitchen! very cool! Frank of course was in love with the science exhibit and especially with the exhibit on the history of electricity (he’s a cutie!). Unfortunately we had to leave a little early to get our dinner reservation…
On the drive home Frank asked me what my favorite part of the day was, not including the fantastic dinner. I had to think a moment. The museum was great and I loved it, but my favorite thing, as is with most cities, was seeing the architecture. You can ask frank, I have an odd obsession with architecture. I really know nothing about it, but am completely fascinated by it. Washington is an amazing city when it comes to architecture. You have such great historical buildings against these lovely modern ones and, to me, it’s such a great comparison and contrast of where we’ve been and where we’re going.
In all we had a beautiful day in the capitol and cannot wait to go back and visit again.
July 27, 2009
Just about a year ago me and Frank decided to skip town for a week and visit somewhere new. I had been having an especially horrible year (which was far from over) when we first started talking about the possibility of going somewhere, we both instantly landed on Boston. No contest.
So we packed up and drove allllll the way up 95 to the charming city.
It was fantastic.
Both being baseball fans, we had to visit the Green Monster in hope of seeing a Red Sox game. Unfortunantly we sat for a good 3 hours after starting time, only for the game to get re-scheduled due to rain (it was okay though, since it gave us an excuse to visit the darling city again). I love the stadium. It is so incredibly Boston. The truly vintage seats with chipping paint and iron arm rests. It amazed both of us that it stayed almost completely full until they finally re-scheduled the game, despite the downpour. I know Phillies fans (at least pre-world series) would never stick around that long. It was also amazing to see how Boston is truly a baseball city. No matter how their team is doing, the streets and subways are always packed with people decked out in their Red Sox gear on game day, peeping in the windows of bars they pass by, trying to see the score. I love it. I’m jealous of it. Philly has only become even slightly a baseball since the world series.
These photos were all hours before the game was even supposed to start- we were just too excited to see the field though so we got there super early!
Another must-do in Boston is the Comedy Studio in Harvard, located above a little chinese restaurant and incredibly east to get to from the T (what those adorable bostonians refer to their subway as). Me and Frank love comedy and had an absolute blast at this little place. The comedians were great and it really shows off the diversity of the city too.
Probably one of my favorite parts of Boston is the vast amounts of parks. It felt like no matter where we went we could always find a park to just lay down and take an afternoon nap in. The hotel we were in was only a block or two away from the Boston Common which we spent hours and hours in. Napping, playing games, taking polaroids, and eating Upper Crust Pizza in the middle of the night. If you plan to go to Boston, leave yourself plenty of time to just sit around the parks. Many of them even include fantastic and diverse sculptures.
Oh speaking of pizza. If you visit Boston, you must have a slice of pizza at one of the few Upper Crust locations. I can only assume that it is run by greeks. from the incredible amounts of garlic to the family-style eating. You can only find it in Boston, and you will always find they are packed, but well worth the wait.
There’s always something to look at in Boston. The Architecture is lovely. We enjoyed walking down the Commonwealth at nights, peaking in the large, open windows of the homes with their high ceiling and gigantic wood doors and brick fronts. The library is another place you must see. It’s courtyard is lovely and the library faces Copely Square with a number of fountains (which i spent some time in photographing things and getting my feet wet) all in front of a great architectural site. The beautiful Trinity church, dedicated in 1877 is a great site alone, with its great stained glass windows, greek cross architecture and breath taking murals sits with another great architectural landmark looking over it, John Hancock Tower. Though it’s had it’s problems in the past, it is a lovely building, shining as the tallest building in Boston, and Massachusetts as well.
We fell in love with the Zakim Bunker Hill Memorial Bridge. The small cable-stayed bridge is beyond lovely at night. lighting up the sky over the Charles river. We even spent one of our last few nights camping out in this nearby park trying to stay up until sunrise. We made it til sunrise, but only barely. We sleep-walked our way onto the subway and back to the hotel early the next morning after falling off to sleep in the grass. We’re modern day hippies, what can I say? (yeah RIGHT!)
I’ll always love Boston, I’m sure of that. I’ll keep the memories of laying in the grass of the Boston common, spending nights hunting down watermelon for a midnight snack and morning sneaking out alone to wander the city. I would absoloutly reccomend it to anyone who loves traveling and enjoys a smart, baseball loving, architectural wonder of a city.
July 6, 2009
It’s funny. Neither me or frank are really “romantic” about any holidays. We don’t feel like we have to go somewhere or really do anything out of the ordinary for them, yet we consistently end up doing something spontaneous and different on holidays. I’d been dying to see the “Model as Muse” exhibit at the MET ever since he told me about it and finally this saturday worked with our schedules and the weather looked like it would cooperate too. Oh, wait, saturday is the fourth isn’t it? oh well, whatever.
We took the bus from Willowbrook mall in North Jersey like we’ve done before and got into the city around 1:30 or 2 and the day just flew by after that.
We wandered the museum for some time looking a lot at the Greek art and the casts of statues and such which were really cool. Finally we found our way to the exhibit – sponsored by my favorite major designer (I of course had to get a picture next to the sign with my marc bag :-)
Each room was a different decade of fashion. It’s amazing to see the dramatic difference ten years can make to the industry. It made me wish I was able to be around in the 40s and 50s when people put so much more thought into how they dressed. It makes me feel like my generation will be known for as the wear-your-pajamas-in-public generation. It’s sad.
After wandering through the exhibit and me drooling over the 50+ years old vogues and harpars bazaars (I have a fashion magazine addition – don’t ask) we realized – oh my goodness! It’s 5:30! It’s crazy how the time flys.
We ended up going to this pizza restaurant place in chelsea called Co. It was really cute, small, but cute. If you ask for tap water they give it to you in a big glass milk jug which made me smile (I love quirky stuff like that). They had really interesting different types of pizza and their other food looked good too. The only thing we weren’t really fans of is that they have the “family style” seating where you’re at a table with a whole bunch of people you don’t know (and CLOSE). If I was with some of my friends, I wouldn’t have minded that much and probably would have talked to someone else, but I don’t really enjoy this type of dining with frank and I know he doesn’t like it either.
We ended up getting Margarita Pizza and it was great. Even the burnt parts were really tasty. We didn’t realize how small they were though and we were walking all day so we were pretty hungry. It ended up being the perfect excuse to get some ice cream later though (plus my blood sugar was way low and I was getting grouchy).
From there we hoped on the subway and went down to the southstreet seaport to walk around and watch the fireworks. The seaport was the first place we really encountered a 4th of July crowd. People were not paying the least bit of attention to where they were going and kept running into us. So we walked along the bank and waited for the fireworks that were supposed to start at 9.So we sit for a while…. 9:10….nothing….9:20…nothing. We still had to get back to the Port authority to catch the bus and then drive another 3 hours back home so I flagged down a cab and caught a ride up to times square and were able to get a much more interesting view of the fireworks from the back of the taxi.
Yeah, seeing fireworks in the space between skyscrapers definitely beats out watching them from the parking lot of the local high school by pretty far I’m thinkin