Today we (meaning just the two of us) are headed out again to search for houses. I’ve never traveled alone with Indy before (I mean, I know it’s just the MetroNorth, but still: with a 3 1/2-month-old, this counts as travel)…and I have to say: a little nervous. I have so many diapers with me. So many socks.
Luck, please!
Also, come hang out with me on Twitter – I’ll Tweet some pix!
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J
Remember how I said to be cautious when reprinting chef’s recipes and changing things up, because chefs tend to be prickly about specifics? Well, when it’s a family member’s recipe you’re reprinting, you can take a few more liberties con permiso. My Aunt Debbie calls these “Chocolate Chubbies” (admittedly also a cute name); I think they taste like brownies that have been transformed into adorable little crunchy cookie-cakes, and so here, on Ramshackle Glam, BrownieCakes they shall be.
Sunshine-yellow flowers from Mom and Dad…
A candy-colored compact (that bounces, to boot)…
An all-seasons scarf in orange, black, and tons of tassels…
A collection of colors from The Capitol*…
And a rainbow cuff to color up the greyest of days.
*For the Hunger Games fans among you, that’s a preview of the China Glaze Capitol Colours Collection that launches in March to coincide with the release of the film. From left, you have Fast Track, Mahogany Magic, Foie Gras, and Dress Me Up (my favorite).
Buy now; wear with tights and flat boots now; get excited about wearing without tights and flat boots later.
From left: Collective Concepts ($74), Mara Hoffman ($242), Keepsake ($143).
And having nothing to do with spring dresses that you can wear now (because this is too summery, and you shouldn’t wear it now at all), but just because I can’t believe that I’m saying this…
I rawther enjoy this Kardashian Kollection dress in an obvious-but-still-fun nautical kind of way, for those days when you feel like wearing things like gold hoops and big sunglasses and drinking, I don’t know, mojitos.
Oh, and if I had anywhere fancy to go these days?
I would wear this.
End: dress ramble.
Last night I stopped into the Accessories Council (how fancy does that sound?) to check out their top Valentine’s Day gift picks. After the jump, my favorite choices of their choices, so you have more choices.
Yesterday, thanks to a little creature whose very favorite thing is practicing his yowling skills at 2AM, I was so tired that when I got up to use the bathroom in the middle of a meeting, I stood in front of an open sliding door and pawed at the lock like a monkey, trying to figure out how to open…the open sliding door. Someone had to help me. For seriously. Miraculously, the people with whom I was meeting did not immediately have me escorted from the building with a pat on the back and a thankyouverymuchdon’tcalluswe’llcallyou.
(Speaking of this meeting, I have some fantastic news coming up shortly. I am SO FREAKING EXCITED. I’ll tell you soon.)
Anyway, today I feel slightly less tired. I think I’ll be able to manage opening doors without assistance, at the very least.
Also:
Internet friendships are great.
Our nanny, Ella, is great.
My kid? Great. Cute. So’s his dad.
Last night I won a very, very spectacular bag in a raffle. I’ve never won a raffle before. Great!
Oh, and it’s almost the weekend. That’s great, too.
Happy Thursday! You? Are great.
So yesterday we put an offer in on a house we loved (the one I took these photos outside of), and this morning I found out that we didn’t get it. You know how it’s supposedly this Terrible Horrible Housing Market right now? Well, despite that fact we somehow managed to find ourselves in the midst of a bidding war, and ended up dramatically outbid – like, we couldn’t even begin to compete with how far above the asking price the couple who won the home went.
I’m sort of surprised by how sad I am. I mean, I didn’t even know that this property existed a month ago…but now I’ve spent a few weeks thinking about it, and filling the rooms with our things, and imagining a whole life for us between those walls. It’s less that I’m mourning the loss of the house than it is that I’m mourning the loss of the memories that I had imagined us making – memories that haven’t even happened yet, so of course the fact is that what I’m mourning is a fantasy, and nothing that should really be mourned at all. But still.
I know that our perfect home is out there, and that when we find it I’ll be fine with the fact that we didn’t end up moving into this one – maybe even relieved. I also know that as things go this is nothing to cry over, because this is an exciting adventure regardless of how you slice it…but even so: today, I’m kinda bummed out.
In other news, did you know that Yo Gabba Gabba is Baby Magic? My three-month-old son is sitting next to me right now staring at the TV screen (yes, bad, I know: I’m keeping it to 20 minutes a day) and kicking his legs and laughing like a lunatic. It’s making me feel better just looking at him. He couldn’t care less about having a backyard so long as Foofa (or whatever her name is – the pink one) keeps on keepin’ on.
Lifestyle host, brand-new mama, constant DIY-er, semi-obsessive road tripper, and general disaster.
This is my idea of a great night.
High Heels & Hot Pants If I Want To
Love Stuff & What I’ve Learned
I Am In Fashion And Therefore I Dress More Awesomer Than You
One More Time, For The Cheap Seats (Video)
