Oh hi. Yep, I love you.
It’s Friday, and I want to be here with a good book and a stiff drink.
Life lately – via my instagram feed (I swear I have a resolution to start taking pictures with a real camera again.)
Hey Guys. I feel like every other post here is me apologizing for being so absent. Do you even notice? Probably not, but this is my promise to be better.
Winter in NYC was rough. Not the Midwest winters of my youth where the winter blahs were (kind of) easily fought off with a stiff hot toddy and a view of a snowy field, but the kind of winters that make one who usually loves ALL seasons for their own unique beauty throw up the middle finger and say GOODBYE NYC, HELLO PUERTO RICO (I did not go to Puerto Rico, this is purely a scenario my mind played out over and over whilst trudging through the unshoveled sidewalks of grey sludge in Brooklyn the past few months.)
HOWEVER—The earth has shifted… it’s getting warmer, the birds are chirping, flowers are blooming, the sunrise has started streaming in my bedroom windows at approximately 10-minutes-til-6AM (! buying blackout shades this weekend, maybe ! ) and the color is returning to both me and my fellow New Yorker’s cheeks (and legs and arms and exposed mid-drifts that seem to be everywhere)
Last weekend I returned to my beloved Fort Greene Flea. I walked from my apartment and admired the beautiful blooming flora and returning fauna and
g o r g e o u s (envy-inducing) architecture and brownstones in Clinton Hill. I ate over-priced ice cream and lusted after all the selvedge furniture finds and the bearded men who wanted to sell me said furniture for approximately $10,000 per square inch (tell me—how does one find and marry one of these men? I don’t even want to get married, but I think I would consider it for maybe .5 seconds longer than normal if it was to one of those gorgeous, bearded Brooklyn flea men who have a deep appreciation for old furniture, know how to work a hammer (probably more than a hammer) and want to grow up to be Norm Abram) *breath* everywhere I looked.
Anyway, my point is that I’m falling back in love with New York. Not that I really fell out of love, but making it through my first winter here feels like some sort of relationship milestone. There were some really dark days there in February and March, but I survived, and now know that even though it may not feel like it, winter in the city eventually ends. The spring returns, and what was once a sea of brown, grey, and sometimes yellow slush will eventually go back to being the city I love (99% of the time.)
I promise to maybe/hopefully do a better job of updating this here bloggy-thing with cool looking pictures of homes I’d sell my first-born up the Nile for, and the occasional posting about what I’m up to here in NYC.
IM SO GLAD YOU’RE ALL HERE. THANKS FOR STICKING AROUND, REALLY.
This is what I imagine my future cottage on the Maine coast will look like.
An Inn in the Catskills via Design Sponge
heaven is a place on earth.
Also, is it summer yet?
I want to write love letters to this room.
Here’s a picture of the Apartment Therapy crew and photographer Melanie Acevedo (who has also photographed everyone from Michelle Obama, and Brad Pitt, to Jenna Lyons!) hanging out in my bedroom. I had such a blast with them and feel so honored to have shared my home with them.
photo via Instagram
I had the extreme honor and pleasure of having Apartment Therapy come hangout in my home this weekend to take photographs of my apartment for their upcoming book (eeeeeeeeeeee!)
Yesterday my favorite little coasters were Maxwell’s daily find! How fun! Click through to see the little blurb he wrote about them and a brief mention of my home!
AND THIS LITTLE NOOK DESK.
Yes, I’d like one nook desk, please. and that rug. OH THAT RUG.
you guuuuuys. YOU GUYSSSSS. This kitchen. Thiisssssss kitttttchennnn.
I’d like my life to look a little more like this, please.
This famous print is for sale over in the Domino Magazine Shop for $65. I know this thing is everywhere, but I can’t help it… I’ve wanted this print for years…. that means I should get it for myself for Valentine’s Day, right? I mean, I can buy myself a valentine… that’s acceptable, right?
howtolivelovely asked: Hi there :) I wanted to let you know that I might have been as equally as excited as you when I saw you were featured on Design Sponge (maybe not equally, but still). I go to IU too, about to graduate from Interior Design school. I love your blog, apartment, style, etc. Just wondering, what do you do in your job now? What did you study here at this beautiful campus? xx Madelyn
Hi Madelyn!! Thank you SO very much! So nice to hear from a fellow Hoosier, haha.
I moved to New York to work at J.Crew/Madewell in their corporate office. It’s just your standard fresh outta college level position, but I love it!
While I was at IU I studied journalism and history, so basically nothing related to what I do now, but that happens, I guess. At least I got to spend some of my life on that beautiful campus.
Congrats to you on graduating, and thank you again for the lovely message!