WEEKEND ADVENTURES.

I accomplished something long on my “New York To Do” list. I went to Mood (the designer fabric store featured prominently on Project Runway). The whole experience reminded me of the time my friend Liz and I were the biggest dorks ever (the year was 2008) and staked out the Project Runway fashion show in Bryant Park and saw our faves and Nina Garcia and then stalked Tim Gunn for a day. Anyway, I’ve stitched a lot of Christmas ornaments lately and I need to finish them–but finding trim and fabric is so difficult when one’s hobbies are those of old ladies. I decided to combine my love of Project Runway and my need for fabric/trim with one trip to the garment district on a Saturday morning. Well, as is expected, the store was hopping–and really, it is a designer fabric store, so I didn’t really find what I needed. I got a little trim but I still need some basic red backing! I did see some absolutely lovely fabric that would make divine pillows. But my tiny apartment does not need anymore pillows! Why is life so hard?!

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THIS MIGHT BE A TUESDAY RANT.

I had to do a little birthday shopping for a certain brother of mine today. And so, after waiting for the Fresh Direct Man to deliver my beverages, I donned my leggings and sneaks and my big, puffy coat and I hit the mean sidewalks of NYC. And you guys, the giant puddles that formed during yesterdays torrential downpour (that coincided with my walk to work) were frozen over into little pockets of ice at the street corners. I hate to break it to all of the people who post about this on Facebook, but this is normal. It is called Winter. And it happens every year around this time.

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I don’t know why, but I find all of the weather coverage very tiresome. It makes me cranky. I like winter. I like the crisp, cold air. Somehow, it makes New York seem cleaner when everything is frozen. I like shopping for gifts and waiting for Christmas so that I can give my presents. Okay, I’m on the verge of going all rant-y on this post. I’ll stop. But, people, can we all just slow down and enjoy each day instead of constantly focusing on whatever comes next? Thanksgiving is next. The holiday for which your pumpkin spice latte is most appropriate.