Tuesday, October 25, 2011

All I Want For Christmas is You....& You.....& You

Was checking out Svenskt Tenn's new collection and found this amicable piece of art. Since I think my love, rightfully, probably had something less extraordinary in mind and given that I can't really afford it myself I opted for these gorgeous brass candle stick holders instead.

Also on my fantasy Christmas list. Darling chairs in walnut, gold rimmed whiskey glasses, and a very stylish weekend bag like this one from Swaine Adeny Brigg.

What's on your list?

Friday, October 21, 2011

Meet me by [...] Safeway

For those of you who may not know, Safeway is a national wide American grocery store. This post is dedicated to the story behind this very grocery store became a point of reference in D.C.

Conversation with friend 
Friend: Meet at Safeway?
Me:  Soviet-Safeway?
Friend: Swedka-no-more-Safeway.
Me: Wait. Isn't Soviet-Safeway the same as Swedka-no-more-Safeway?
Friend: Is it?   
Me: Thinking about it. Secret-Safeway might be closer to where we are going. 
Friend; So is  UnSafeway, but you know we aint meeting there. 

In addition to UnSafeway, Swedka-no-more-Safeway (also known as No-wine-Safeway) & Soviet-Safeway (also known as Rationed-Safeway) there is a long list of [fill in blank] Safeway's including Sexy-Safeway, Spanish-Safeway & Social-Safeway. 

I feel obliged to add a note to the Sexy-Safeway's. Don't be deceived. Showing up wearing your finest Saturday Night Live outfit thinking that you will get lucky -- not likely going to happen. The Sexiness is a tribute to the exterior: a steel and glass modernist design that looks hot next to some of its blocky brick neighbors. 

Whoever you are that came up with first [fill in blank] Safeway. 

S(t)hank you!





Wednesday, October 19, 2011

I won't get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day

My day...got off to a, well, rather rocky start.  


Early morning meeting. Rushing to work, slightly tired after a fabulous night celebrating B's bday.


It's raining. That's ok. I feel like million bucks in my new dress, turquise rainboots, and trenchcoat. 


Oh, good...Starbucks...I should have time to grab a coffee..Walk in, line to order is super long, which is to be expected at this time of the day. Half way through the line. Patience. I pray for patience. Wow. DCtonians drink specialty coffees. Soy, decaf, extra foam, dry, pumpkin lattes later the barista looks at me with big eyes & confusion when I order. No, no, you heard it right. Just regular coffee, please. [Ed.Note: Dear Starbucks, please consider express lines for regular coffee drinkers.] Reach for my purse, heart start racing. Where is my credit card? Did someone steal my credit card? I bet it was that Pumpkin soy latte guy in front of me...I bet it...Then it hits me. Oh no. Last night. My credit card must have been left behind last night. I hope it wasn't feeling cold and lonely by my betrayal. How could I forget my credit card. Was I not ready to face the bill after the 'Love, it's only your birthday once a year, we need to celebrate' and the 'Of course we need lots of champagna' or the 'Don't be silly darling, it's your bday you can't buy your own drinks'? This combined with my 'pay everything with a credit card don''t carry cash' mentality = no coffee. I need to start carry cash. 


10 min, plenty of rummaging around, and some bantering with the barista later. Victory! Coffee. Hurrah. All smiles, ahhh...the smell of accomplishment. This is how Steve Jobs must have felt when....No no no no noooooo. To late. Coffee spilled over my new dress. Sigh.


Get to the office. Find my emergency outfit stacked in a drawer. Shoes don't match but ok. I'll manage. [Note to self: update emergency outfits at work.]  


Meeting cancelled. 

Learn that Spotify is now blocked at work. Great. Can't remember my pandora password.


Oh well, hey at least it's humpday. TGIAF



Perhaps I should take a lesson from the "top 6": "I won't get out of bed for less than $10,000 a day"


Will leave you with this cute little dress from Nina Ricci. Perfect for emergency's and days like these.  

Monday, October 3, 2011

Which Fall Comes First?

Why is it that I fall in love with fall before it's fall?

Could it be the color of the trees changing from green to red, to yellow, and bright orange; Pumpkin spiced latte; or the fall collection [guilty]? Well, perhaps all of the above?

It was so cold today. I was freezing walking my 35 min walk to work. With that said there was rather an exhilaration as I was able to wear my [new] coat. Yes. I am in love. Then again. Fall(ing) in love is lovely. Especially when it comes with these lovely things.