I am still in awe over the royal wedding this morning. I set my alarm form 4:00AM but slept until 6:00 just in time to catch everything. There's something so exciting about being awake earlier than usual, usually because something special is happening. Being awake when its still dark still reminds me of family vacations to Maine when we would all wake up at 5:00AM for the long car ride. It almost felt like we were being whisked away in the night on a secret adventure! This morning I had the same bit of excitement as I sat in my pajamas waiting to see Princess Kate's dress. For someone who has a serious obsession with weddings, I actually wasn't among the millions following their every move every day. I'm actually surprised people were so obsessive- its not like there was anything to really discuss until the day of the wedding! Not major scandals, events or much info at all until the day of. I though the articles were pretty boring, and keeping everything a secret made the big day that much more exciting! I thought Kate looked stunning. Her gown was absolute perfection. It fit her to a T, looked timeless, classic, elegant and romantic. Chantilly lace is my favorite material for a wedding dress, paired with satin. The pleats in the dress accentuated her slim figure and didn't overwhelm her tiny frame. I also loved how the back of the dress dipped but was tastefully covered in lace. Ahh just gorgeous. Her makeup and hair were gorgeous as well even if not much different from her everyday look. A lot of people thought her look was a bit plain or not adventurous enough, which I would agree HOWEVER it is a royal wedding. Not a wedding. This is not the time to take a fashion risk or throw on the red lipstick. You want your husband to recognize you on the day of your wedding, and if its too over the top it could be trashy. My only criticism was that I wish her hair hadn't been parted to the side. I know that is such a teensy little critique but I love symmetrical looks for special occasions, so perhaps having hair half up or all up with no part would have been my preference. But hey, when you are as beautiful as Kate Middleton, why mess with success?
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
I had a great night sleep and woke up early enough to do some "pretend yoga" (if you read my About Me you'd know I hate yoga, because I am just about as fexible as a metal baton and I have the balance of an elephant on a tight rope). My pretend yoga consists of a lot of laying on my back, humming, and closing my eyes. Ok so its basically five extra minutes of sleep in my spandex laying on the floor with outstretched palms and the occasional prayer position to make it legit. Whatever. I got in some pretend yoga, a few crunches and caught up with Matt Lauer who is doing just fine. Then I came to work where everything went sour. This is when I wish I had a private office where I could close the door and do some pretend yoga for a good two hours of the day. Things were going wrong left and right and I was feeling overwhelmed, stressed, upset, and after venting to my boyfriend what a horrible day I was having, he sent me this:
Well if that doesn't turn a frown upside down! And I'm sure this guy had those intentions when he took this little gem (and no, that is not my boyfriend, he's much more... Italian?). So in the midst of all this mess and chaos, what I'm loving on Wednesday is him. Boy and his sense of humor.
1. Homemade sweet potato fries. Notice they're almost all gone? And of course I need about ten condiments on the side... chipotle ranch, blue cheese, honey mustard...
2. My dad's endoscope was FINE. Now we can all breathe a sigh of relief and continue teasing him.
3. My mom sent me a surprise package of Bare Minerals makeup starter kit. I don't care much for makeup and I've always stuck to Great Lash mascara, Cover Girl blush, Physicians formula bronzer and rarely eyeliner, but sometimes brown eyeshadhow by Cover Girl. My sister is a makeup freak so last time I was home and forgot mine, she lent me her Bare Minerals and I was HOOKED. No, not hooked enough to buy it for myself, but it sure makes a lovely surprise!
4. I PAID OFF MY CAR!!! The title is coming in the mail soon, but I'm finally DONE! No more payments!!! Ok, on to my next car purchase!
5. Heading to Dino's for a large italian BYOB dinner with some friends. Veyr much needed...
Goal: Byob. That is all.
Also... Ten bucks if you can tell me what the random topping on this burger is between the onion and tomato? I've decided it must be an extra layer of cheese over a pickle? A good half hour of happy hour last week was spent contemplating and analyzing this picture.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Actually, I've lived in DC for two years and for the second time I did not visit the Cherry Blossom Festival. Instead, I had my own little appreciation for the lovely blossoms on my walk home Sunday morning. This weekend was just right. It was't perfect, and actually Saturday night was sort of a disaster, but all in all it was a great weekend.
Friday night I got ready to go out sort of knowing the boy and I would stay in, but we weren't sure what everyone else's plans were. I came over around 8:00 and we all grilled chicken and I brought a feta, cucumber and tomato salad. I also brought pineapple chunks and skewers so we could grill the chicken and pineapple glazed in barbecue sauce. AMAZING. We all sat around and watched tv and ended up staying in which was just perfect.
Saturday was incredible. The boy had a lacrosse game in Richmond so he left in the morning, and I jetted over the University Club of Washington DC (as beautiful as its picture above here), where boy is a member. On Saturdays guests are free, so last week while he played squash, I got in a good workout at the gym. This time of course, he wasn't around so I got to lounge and lollygag around the club as long as I wanted to. And I did. I watched HGTV in a robe in the ladies locker room, worked out as long and slow as I wanted in the gym (while catching up on trashy reality tv) and the grand finale... STEAM ROOM for ten minutes. Ten minutes seemed like an hour, but I swear to God when I emerged I felt like a new person. I was feeling happy, healthy and wholesome and went home to whip up a fantastic feta egg omelette with an english muffin that I wish now I had taken a picture of... Oh well! That evening when boy got back, I went over to his house around 9, where a bunch of the guys from the lacrosse team were listening to music, grilling and drinking. Made a delicious bean salad with cilantro over grilled salmon. I could get used to grilling every night! We hung out at the house drinking a while before heading out to the bars. I had a great time but I think the combination of being tired and too much champagne (I always feel like a pretencious snob ordering this on a late night at a bar but it is indeed my favorite) plus a very drunk boyfriend, resulted in arguments over why going to the strip club at 2AM is not going to happen, we will NOT be asking our cab driver to make a pit stop at ZBurger, and... you just don't understand! Boo hoo. Needless to say, Sunday morning we both looked at each other and apologized and sort of laughed off how dumb we can be. Lesson learned?
Sunday was another incredible morning all to myself. Boy woke up to coach lacrosse this time, and had to borrow my car so I chose to walk the five miles home in the GORGEOUS weather we had. I walked from Glover Park through Georgetown, over the Key Bridge and into Rosslyn. I wish every day could start this way. It was a little chilly so I threw on boy's Vineyard Vines sweater over leggings and my new straw hat from H&M, and headed out into the sunshine. I passed by the Georgetown Flea Market which made me instantly NEED an aquamarine flower vase, 1978 Nikon Camera, hand carved wooden cookie jar, and a reprint of a Cuban movie poster I couldn't even read but had beautiful coloring. My good sense resisted the purchases, but I enjoyed seeing all the vintage clothes, the junk and the refinished furniture. I walked through the residential streets of Georgetown imagining how lovely all the interiors must be and wondering what familied lived in each of them. Walking over the bridge I had one of those moments where I can't believe how lucky I am. The sun was shining, the Potomac was sparkling, and I had a lovely afternoon to look forward to...
Two of my best friends in DC ran the Cherry Blossom Ten Miler, so we celebrated at Town Hall for brunch over bloody marys and delicious eggs and toast. We lingered there a long time before heading back to boy's house with everyone to drink Blue Moons all afternoon. Just as we were getting hungry again, we opted to try a new spot for dinner, and went to Open City in Cleveland Park. The veggie burger was fantastic, and everyone had a beer to accompany their "comfort food" dinner. On the walk back to our cars, we sppotted a Baskin Robbins where we all made our last indulgence of the day. Happy Sunday.
1. The Sun finally showed up!
2. Saying I'm sorry
3. Blue Moon Spring edition with an orange slice mmmm
4. Cab rides. Because every once in a while you'll get into a cab with your friends, and the driver will have an unreal stereo system blasting old techno hits like "Daddy Cool" and "Funkytown" so loud you can't hear yourself die of laughter. We were so engrossed in this song dancing and singing and laughing that we missed our destination. And no one said anything. Possibly best part of the weekend.
5. It's 5:00. See ya!
Goal: Run outside in this 70 degree weather! First outdoor run of 2011 (ok second, but first warm one!). In lieu of a steam room I'll just have to seal up my bathroom and run the hot water for an hour while I'm out. I'll let you know how that goes...