As I mentioned, our 2nd anniversary was this week. We exchanged gifts the night before, like eager kids on Christmas Eve. I got Boyfriend a subscription to the Sunday New York Times, YSL L’Homme cologne, Art of Shaving Lavender shave cream, and a gift certificate for a professional shave. Boyfriend got me Lush bath bombs, the Club Monaco fedora, a bottle of Bluecoat Gin, and tickets to see Florence + The Machine this fall (if this were Twitter I’d end this sentence with hashtag: spoiled). It should be noted that I am incredibly lucky.
And because I’ve been showered with gifts this week and don’t feel the same itch to buybuybuy, today’s Friday Five has more things I already own than things I want to own. A first, I think!
Being from Philly, everyone here knows and loves the Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff. When they played Live 8 a few years ago on the steps of the Art Museum and broke out into the Fresh Prince theme song, well, several million people just about lost their minds (and voices from screaming along). So when Jazzy Jeff appeared on this week’s July 4th Celebration supporting The Roots as the house band for the evening’s festivities, I was already pretty pumped. Then he had to go and wear this amazing t-shirt (isn’t the typography killer?), an homage to the most famous of summer anthems, “Summertime.” If you are totally clueless as to what I’m talking about, go here. You’re welcome.
I fell head over heels in love with the soft, supple leather bags from Rennes a long time ago (I wrote about a small pouch of theirs on a Friday Five here) but this tote bag is definitely calling my name. They use all reclaimed leather and each item is hand-made to order. Doesn’t it look so soft? Totes are so utilitarian, and this one is gorgeous to boot. I can just see the Arts & Entertainment section peeking out from the top under my arm. Oh, and yeah, the Sunday Times gift subscription is definitely a gift for me, too. I’m the worst girlfriend ever. Really, I am. Why Boyfriend insists otherwise is beyond me, but in his quest to prove me wrong, he bought me these three bath bombs (from left: Avocado, Japanese Sakura, and Rose) because he knows how much I love taking baths. I set up the radio to the classical station, light a candle, and just soak. Fitz, of course, scratches at the bathroom door the whole time like I’ve been held hostage in there and it is his job to rescue me.
At Süsk’s recommendation, while in Paris in May we stopped at the amazing tea shop Mariage Frères (see the personalized guide to Paris she made me here). I loaded up on a few tins for us and some for gifts. The packaging is beautiful, and I love keeping them out on display. Ever since we got back from Europe (still crying), I’ve been starting my day with a hot cup of either Paris Breakfast (here come the tears again!) or Vanille des Iles. And a Biscoff or two. In Europe, you might know them as Speculoos, the delicious little biscuits that are ubiquitous at all cafés. They are delicious, reminiscent of ginger snaps, and are the perfect accompaniment. Why they felt the need to rebrand them as Biscoff in the States is beyond me, since they are made by the same company, Lotus. Maybe they figured Americans wouldn’t be able to pronounce Speculoos? It’s way more fun to say that Biscoff.
Okay kiddos, what are you up to this weekend? All I have on my agenda is a long bath and about 20 cups of tea (I know, I’m insane, it’s going to be 102˚ tomorrow). What about you? Oh, are you a bath taker or no? I always end my bath with a quick shower, because when you think about it, you’re soaking in your own filth. That’s a good note to end things on. Have a good one!