But It's TUESDAY

Bonjour, darlings. How has your Tuesday been? Moi, well, it's been more like a Monday than a Tuesday! I did manage to wake up early enough to do my new SHAPE bikini boot camp DVD this morning (um, it kicked my "i thought i was in shape" ass) and get to work by 8:30. Unfortunately, as i got into my car, i managed to somehow to drop my coffee tumbler all OVER my lap, and therefore had to rush back in the house to change. At first i thought i could just change my skirt. But then i realized the bottom of my shirt had gotten spilled upon as well. Great. It took me, i kid you not, another 10 minutes at least to figure out what i was going to change into (this is on top of the first 15 minutes spent in my closet earlier this morning). I am really starting to hate getting dressed for work. (And just now, of course, a coworker informed me that my cardigan was on inside out.)

Which brings me to my next topic... What happened to the days when you could just put on pants/skirt and a top, and that was enough? These days i feel naked in just a simple top & bottom combo and usually have to add in a third (and maybe fourth) element into my ensemble, whether that be a cardigan, vest, oversized belt, scarf, or combination thereof. I don't think i'm alone in this thought as all the fashion blogs and magazines i peruse have only reinforced this concept. Layering is in. The more, the better. Blame Mary-Kate, blame whomever, but it sure does make getting dressed more complicated. (Of course, i found this to be fun back in my schooling days, when i could layer whatever-the-heck i wanted and not worry about being inappropriate.)

Bonjour, New Readers!

UPDATE: okay, i'm starting 2 think that maybe my face just doesn't belong on my blog header!

I've noticed (with absolute DELIGHT!) in the past few weeks that i've gained some new readers, and i just wanted to say, "HELLO!" I'm *SO* glad you're here!!

Btw y'all... i realize that my new header is OBNOXIOUSLY HUGE and that my already oversized face is, like, RIDICULOUS. Sadly i cannot figure out how to, um, stretch it out without making my face, um, even wider. I desperately need the help of someone who not only has Adobe, but knows how to use it! I also redid my layout so that it has 3 columns, which i love, but which also contributes to the GINORMITY of my face.

Le sigh.

I apologize for FREAKING YOU OUT everytime you click on my blog. I am trying to fix asap.

It's Summertime and the Livin's Easy...

I'm changing her nickname from Lolabear to Lazybear.

P.S. i LOVE when she's all shaggy like this, but alas, i think a trip to the Groomer's is in order...

Oh Dimanche...

Bonsoir, my darlings. How was your weekend? Mine was short, oh so short! So funny b/c i had absolutely nothing planned this weekend (was going to retreat, but hmm, didn't really happen... or did it?) but found myself "doing" a lot. Rearranging by bedroom, thrifting for a new bedside table (scored one for $35!), baking an asparagus/feta/mushroom quiche and a blueberry cobbler (recipes coming soon), finally going to IKEA and getting a bunch of frames for my prints (including a vintage map of France for my office - ooh la la!), making up a bunch of snail mail packages, and going to yoga - yay!

Speaking of snail mail packages, i received a ton of addy's (merci!!) so it will take me a little time to get these all out the door. I made my first "batch" this weekend (making them in the order of addy's received), and i'm not sure when i'll be able to make my second (and third), seeing as how my next couple weekends are packed. Please be patient - i assure you that yours is on its way! I've had oodles of fun being creative with them. My goal is to not spend any outside money (aside from postage and packaging), which has proven fairly easy considering i have, well, a LOT of stuff. You'll see... ;-)

In other news, i've discovered a multitude of gorgeous blogs lately and can't wait to share. As promised i fully intend on updating my blog list (vers la droite). But for now, my darlings, i've got to get some beauty sleep! (Okay, maybe i'll be blog-reading and tweeting a bit until then...)

xoxo,
C

L'Artichaut

If I had an extra $625 lying around, i would most definitely purchase this fantastic artichoke lamp. It's such a lovely lamp, n'est ce pas? I mean, i love artichokes, and i love the color pink (not to mention the colors yellow, turquoise, orange and green), and it seems like the perfect table size. It's too bad it's about $575 more than I'd be willing to pay. (Okay, maybe just $525 more than i'd actually be willing to shell out...)

Le sigh.

P.S. In my humble opinion, the best way to eat an artichoke is the simplest way - steamed or boiled and dipped in delicious melted butter. I could probably eat 5 in one sitting.

...and then my pants fell down

Tonight i went to see what is probably one of my favorite movies to date - UP. I saw it on the fancy new 3D/4K screen. I laughed. I cried. I sobbed a little bit. And then i guffawed. It was wonderful. On top of all that, i was able to enjoy a tall ice cold glass of Blue Moon and a delicious artichoke/tomato/goat cheese pizza (ok and yes, maybe some chocolate cake and ice cream as well) whilst enjoying the flick. What a perfect evening.

As S and i walked out of the theater, we heard the torrential downpour that apparently had made its way down from North Texas. I was thrilled, of course, as i love thunderstorms and was insanely jealous of all the rain Dallas was getting. Unfortunately, the parking lot is large, and i wasn't entirely sure of the exact location of my car. That's ok - S suggested we run to hers and then she'd drive me to mine. Great idea.



Now, this wasn't just rain, it was fat rain. You now the kind that gets you wet no matter how fast you run or how long you're outside? Yeah. Here I am in my white denim shorts and black American Apparel sexuali-tee (LOVE those btw), clutching my Louis Vuitton Speedy 30 with one hand and my leftover pizza in another, frantically running towards S's car. Suddenly i see my car not far in the distance and scream a goodnight/talk to you later to S and haul it.

Guess what? It's not my car. I can't find my car ANYWHERE. It's raining so hard i can barely see. Headlights flash in every direction. I'm soaked to the bone and starting to freak out. And as i run up and down the aisles of the parking lot, my white denim shorts, growing heavy with wetness, start to slide down my hips. Suddenly i feel them fall. To my ankles. In the pouring rain. With tons of people around me running to their respective cars (b/c unlike moi, they remember where they parked) and driving away. Hands full i have to stop, put my stuff down on the trunk of another car and desperately try to pull up my shorts. Meanwhile i'm getting wetter, if that's even possible, which i don't think it is.

Eventually i found my car, threw Lola's blanket onto the driver's seat, wrapped myself up in a beach towel (thank G these were in my backseat!), put the keys in the ignition and started to laugh. Hysterically.

I swear, these things only happen to me...

NOTE: When my shorts hit the pavement, i couldn't help but think, "Phew - thank GOD i'm not one of those girls who wears dental floss on a daily basis or this situation would be 100x more embarassing." You know what i mean.

Have a Seat

I love everything about this image. The color of the couch, the stacks of books, the lucite coffee table, vintage bird print screen, the random throws. LOVE. I'm feeling the urge to redecorate... someone stop me.

{photo credit: design sponge}