Happy Friday! Is it wrong that I am beyond excited it is pouring rain outside? Not only does it provide a break in the heat (in theory, though if anything the humidity reaches new levels of unbearable when it rains) but I love waking up to that rushing sound and the way the concrete in the city smells during storms. Of course, I’m not the one who has to take the dog out in it, so maybe I don’t get a say.
We’re putting the construction project downstairs on hold for the weekend, but we still have little projects to complete like painting the doors and spackling (oh my god, the spackling). It’s supposed to rain for a good chunk of the weekend so I foresee lots of lounging on the couch and perhaps more HGTV. I know, I’m wild.
Herewith, my 5 favorite things this week.
So yeah, that’s a video of Gary Oldman doing a dramatic reading of R.Kelly’s memoir, “Soulacoaster.” Have I piqued your interest yet?
There is nothing Gary Oldman cannot make sexy (and he’s tried. Drexl Spivy from “True Romance,” Zorg from “The Fifth Element,” and that time he performed a reading of a Jersey Shore episode recap). The man can do no wrong as far as I’m concerned, and while my favorite roles will always be his professional movie characters, there is something undeniably charming and hilarious about hearing him bring to life a conversation between R. Kelly and Tupac. You guys, at one point he says, “You feel me?” I just about die every time. I think it’s his jaunty thespian scarf.
What are the odds I could get Boyfriend to commit to a pair of glasses like that? And maybe a moustache? Kate posted these pictures of Gary modeling for Prada at Men’s Fashion Week, and I mean, damn. And if one more person tells me he looks like my father I’m actually going to off myself, so zip it.
I’ve been intrigued by St. Germain, the Elderflower liqueur from the French Alps, for a while and finally had the chance to try it at dinner of the weekend (Absolut Mandarin, St. Germain, and a splash of ginger ale, delicious). I’m not only in love with the delightful taste, but also with the art-deco design of the bottle. It just looks wonderful, doesn’t it? And we all know I’m a sucker for anything French, so obviously I’ll be picking up a bottle of it over the weekend.
Having lamented the fact, despite having danced ballet for 13 years, I have since shed all signs of grace and am incapable of not injuring myself through the simple act of walking (it was just last year that I fell down a flight of stairs and ended up on crutches), I know I should have more common sense than to lust after shoes that increase the potential for disaster. But those Jeffrey Campbell wedges are so perfect. They seem work appropriate and cute enough to wear out. But again, I’m a mess in flats, elevating me off the ground is only fun
I know I just raved about my shampoo & conditioner routine in this post, but I ran out last week and picked up a random bottle from the drugstore. Is it possible to be in love with shampoo? Because I am. Organix Moroccan Argan Oil smells great and makes my hair the softest and silkiest it’s ever been without even a trace of greasiness. The rain and humidity aren’t helping things today, but still. At $8 a bottle versus the $29 I was paying for the Kevin Murphy brand, I am absolutely smitten. And speaking of totally smitten and $8, how adorable are these pill carafes? I want one in every color. I think they would be a great addition for our guest-bedroom when it’s finished; leave one filled with water on the nightstand for guests, make them feel at home. And they’re a steal!
Alright, kiddos. What do you have going on this weekend? Anyone else losing their significant other to the British Open? Have a great one!