everything pretty: 2012-01-01

Friday, January 6, 2012

To be young...

Don't you wish you could delay adulthood and just spend your days dancing and playing?

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Thursday, January 5, 2012

I jinxed myself by bragging to all my west coast friends that my first Winter back on the east coast was SO warm. I was basking in the 60 degree December days. Then, this week happened. From 32 degrees, to 24 degrees, to 13 degrees. Ah, welcome Winter... I've appreciated your delay. I knew I would have to accept the cold weather eventually! It's becoming harder for me to be motivated to leave my apartment... it's the kind of cold where your face just hurts. The winter wind burns your skin and your ears start to throb. How long do you think it would take for me to turn my bedroom into this?

Or this

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If I had that cozy nook, without a doubt, I wouldn't leave for days.

Some of my favorite things to stay cozy:

1. Head to a cozy fireplace bar like here, here, or maybe here. If I'm leaving my apartment, damn right it better be cozy.

2. Drown myself in an oversized sweater & fleece socks.

3. Girls night with sweats, take-out, a classic movie.

4. Red.Wine

5. Sip a hot beverage: hot chocolate, a latte, baileys & coffee, or tea.

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delightful!

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

And just like that, the holidays are over

And I'm actually OK with this.

I'm ready for my normal routine and (gasp) ready to work after about two weeks of total bliss. I ate too much, drank so much, and overextended myself enough this Christmas and New Years. I need a break from my break. Paul and I drove from NYC to West Palm Beach for Christmas (yes, you heard me right), saw family & friends, AND got stuff done for the wedding. I know I've been a bad little blogger lately, but as always, I documented the pretty stuff to show you.

Yes, I was at the beach for the holidays. But, it's 19 degrees right now in NYC (where I'm currently sitting), so this is just as painful for me to look at as it may be for you.

Paul's fam and my fam spent Christmas Eve together out in the sticks (as Paul calls it) at my parent's place. I wish I could show you the table my mom set up and the food my dad cooked, but my pictures came out terrible! But here's a shot of my parent's outdoor kitchen. Would you believe my grandfather built and designed this? I've got a long way to go from my mason jar soap dispenser!

My mother is a master decorator and a master thrifter. She bought this antique table and chairs for like $65 and then they stained it to get a darker finish. Again, I know my photos kind of stink. But her table was so lovely, I thought I'd share.

My dad, so proud of the quiche (my grandmother's recipe) and sour dough bread he made for our Christmas breakfast.

He's quite the chef.

Then we all went over to the Carson's (my future in-laws for Christmas). They are actually thinking of moving to New Orleans and giving up this backyard. Crazy . . . just crazy. This is where we are having the rehearsal dinner, I'm pretty sure. Paul and I just want a backyard Louisiana crawfish boil since that's a cultural tradition of theirs, and something I've grown to love growing up with his family.

Okay, one last thing. And I hope you think it's Pretty. We met with the florist and created a mock up of a table at our wedding. Keep in mind that the linens will be white, the roses blush and cream, and the candles all lit. What do you think?