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Dad standing in front of his childhood home, getting ready to leave for his base in San Diego.
Standing in one of the shops on his naval ship, the USS Dubuque (he’s on the left).
Happy belated birthday to my one-of-a-kind father, who growing up cleaned all my scrapes with rubbing alcohol and then blew on them so they wouldn’t hurt so bad. He also challenged me to drink a cup of vinegar, which (as I quickly learned) leads to throwing up said vinegar. Welp, thanks for the life lessons Dad! xo
I’m going to Mexico this May and am on the hunt for the perfect bathing suit to take on the trip. I was thinking a classic black bikini might be nice, but when I saw this ruffled one-piece I was surprisingly smitten. What do you think? Is it cute and demure, or is it strange for a semi-in-shape twenty-something to wear a one-piece? Which style do you prefer to wear? I’d love to hear your thoughts. xo
P.S. This strapless swimsuit is classic and sweet too.
Glimpses of spring mixed with flashbacks of winter… the sun setting over the bay late in the evening, tomato plants next to a snowy window, and a welcome trip back to my hometown, where wide open spaces greet you and breakfast always includes hot sauce. I would include the photos of the slot machines and the DJ’d rager at the firehouse, but they might be a little too graphic for a Monday morning. xo
What are you up to this weekend? I’m heading to the beach tonight, and am already antsy to relax in my childhood home, hang out with my family and take a long run in the sand, which is always tough on my legs but good for the soul. Hope you all have a great one, and here are a few of my favorite posts from around the web:
This braided updo would be perfect for a dinner date.
I wish I was talented enough to make a DIY driftwood headboard.
These gardens are insane. Very Alice in Wonderland, don’t you think?
And finally, my favorite recipe for the perfect lemony shrimp scampi with linguine. It’s a regular in my house.
The Filling Station in the Chelsea Market is a foodie mecca. They have dozens of varieties of olive oil, vinegar and salt, which they gladly let you sample with little paper cups and spoons. It’s just a tiny corner stall of a store, but I would happily spend hours looking at their clean packaging and sampling their white truffle salt, avocado and lemon oils, and 18-year aged balsamic. My only advice: bring a glass of water if you want to try the ghost pepper salt. xo
Person 1: What’s that you’re drinking? Looks fancy.
Person 2: Italian sparkling water. Helps my migraines.
Person 1, quizzically: Really?
Person 2: YES! It has vital trace minerals that have great medicinal value. Italian mineral water is very good for you.
Person 1, unimpressed: Alrighty then.
…and a quick trip to visit an old friend in NYC. We had a whirlwind of a time, hopping from spot to spot to try to make the most of every moment there. A few favorites were the birthday cake truffles at Momofuku Milk Bar, the hilarious Curfew at the Upright Citizens Brigade, dinner at Brasserie Les Halles, and the insane view from the Top of the Rock. Best of all, though, was seeing the wild Christina and ever witty, always accommodating Emily, who despite leaving for Florence tomorrow was kind enough to let us crash in her apartment, take us to the best late-night diners, and make sure we didn’t get lost. Without her, we probably would have died of sugar comas or gotten killed for stealing cabs. Thanks, Em! xo
This EmersonMade four-leaf clover tee is so sweet; I think it’s the perfect lucky charm for this St. Patrick’s Day. Here’s to all of us finding our pot of gold! xo
I love making popcorn on the stove top – my mom used to do it when I was little, and it brings forth a kind of back-home nostalgia. I usually eat it with a big pinch of salt and a tad of butter, but this recipe with cinnamon and sugar sounds pretty amazing too. It would be the perfect snack to beat the Sunday-night blues (warm blanket and DVR not included). xo