I know. I know. Don’t even say it. Don’t. even. say it. Friends again? So here’s the recap, readyyyy… GO: I’ve become the official office cat lady. Fallen in love with a J. Crew male model (the one that looks like Paul Bissonette). I’m baking again, read: stressed again. Still growing my hair out. Turning … Continue reading
All I can say about this entry is that I came up with the second line while washing my face after a run, knew I wanted to use it, and knew exactly what I was going to write came up with the rest as I went. That’s usually the best kind though, no? And I love the … Continue reading
Somewhere, the product placement gods are weeping, but whatevs. This cracks me up. If nothing else, get to the 0:25 mark just to hear, “I’m Samuel!” by a what appears to be 5-year-old British child with doubledecker loads of enthusiasm. Fish mani/pedi anyone?
This week I’m going to let two of my favorite pictures tell a story. I emailed these to The Sartorialist, who is looking for vintage photos, for those so inclined. This is what I sent along: The first photograph is a picture of the West Penn Power crew my grandfather worked with around 1930. He’s … Continue reading