One day, not that long ago, I went into Dunkin Donuts after having the biggest donut craving possible. I asked for a strawberry frosted donut, and as the man was bagging it up, I said, “…and maybe a powdered jelly, too.” You know, for later. And as he added that to the bag, I realized I was going to have to wait for the bus and thought it would be prudent to have a snack in case the bus took forever and I got hungry, so I said, “And can I have an extra strawberry frosted, too?” I paid for them with my head hung in shame and proceeded with my three donuts to the bus stop, where I ate one of the two strawberry frosted, and then exhausted every ounce of willpower I had on the bus ride home, repeating,”Don’t eat the other two right now, don’t eat the other two right now.” I succeeded! …And then I walked in the door of my house and inhaled the remaining two donuts. You know, just a simple 900 calorie snack.
My point is that I love donuts more than I should. So when I saw this new Kate Spade line my eyes popped out of my head and my stomach growled audibly. Turns out, there are a lot of donut-themed goodies out there. Because I wasn’t tempted enough already.
It has been entirely too long since I did one of these (6 months, in fact. yikes!) and my friend Aisling asked specifically, so I couldn’t very well let her down.
Have you guys heard of Kate Spade’s new brand Saturday? That’s where both the mug and skirt came from for this set. They have some of the cutest, funkiest stuff over there. Scarves, notebooks, customizable weekend bags. Patterns galore, which aren’t necessarily my cup of tea (or multi-colored striped mug, in this case), but still totally works for the purposes of this Two of a Kind. See more here.
PS. Have you entered the Shabby Apple giveaway yet?? You only have until midnight tonight to leave a comment on THIS POST to be eligible to win a $50 gift certificate!
If you know me at all, you know I love a good bargain. Also that I’m insane. So it should be no shock to you when I tell you I already bought my wedding dress (…um, before we were engaged) and for under $150.
Allow me to explain. You see, I’d lusted after a specific J.Crew bridesmaid dress for years. Probably close to five, but since I wasn’t close to having a need for a wedding dress, it didn’t make sense to buy it. The dress, the since-discontinued Evie in silk chiffon, was a floor-length beauty, in a pale gray, and was so simple and elegant that it actually brought tears to my eyes every time I looked at it. Which was frequently, since I was (rightfully) panicked about it being discontinued or selling out before I’d ever have a chance to need it. I mean, LOOK AT IT:
I just can’t even.
So at the end of last summer, on one of my many checks to see if Evie was still on sale in all of her wonderful, flow-y chiffon goodness, I discovered that all that anxiety I’d had about it being discontinued was actually valid and J.Crew had marked it down to get rid of it. It was originally $350, but had been marked down to $249.99, final sale. A small price to pay for perfection. But could I really buy my future wedding dress before I was engaged?
My friends Christine and Maurin, who will forever be my scapegoats when someone invariably tells me I’m crazy for buying a wedding dress before I had a ring (which, duh, I’m aware of my own insanity enough to know), told me to just buy it. Lauren said to buy it. So I bought it. It wasn’t even technically a wedding dress, so I wasn’t breaking any rules. I figured I’d hide it in a dress bag at the back of my closet and never tell Jamal about it, because nothing makes a man want to propose faster than having his girlfriend of two years tell him, “I already have the dress, LET’S DO THIS.”
The day it arrived I got an email from J.Crew announcing a 40% off sale, including already reduced items. After doing the math and realizing if I’d waited a few days I could’ve saved an extra $105, I bitched to Maurin who, god bless her, told me most every store will honor a price reduction on previously purchased merchandise up to 7-14 days. She said I should call and ask them to give me back the additional 40% off. I did. They gave it to me. Which meant my $350 dress ended up costing me $144. I am so proud of myself.
I haven’t tried it on yet because I thought it would be bad luck to do so before we got engaged (even I have limits!). I sized-up when I ordered, opting for a 4, since the dress was final sale and I figured it would be easier to have it taken in than magically create extra fabric if the 2 was too small. I have a year before I have to worry about tailoring, though. I also have a beautiful J.Crew gray silk belt with pale pink, cream, and gray chiffon flowers on it that I’m planning on wearing.
I am in love. Man? Check. Venue? Check. Dress? Check. (But not in that order or anything.)
PS. Have you entered the Shabby Apple Giveaway yet? $50 gift card to the winner! All you have to do is leave a comment on this post!
Even though this season of Mad Men was pretty disappointing for me (am I in the minority on this one? I didn’t even bother to watch the finale, so maybe I’m wrong), I still can’t get over how elegantly everyone used to dress only 40 years ago. Women in beautiful sheath dresses and gloves, men in hats. I’m not saying I’m chic enough to pull that classic, vintage look off successfully (I’m no Joan Harris, that’s for sure), but that doesn’t stop me from wanting to. Enter Shabby Apple.
Shabby Apple is an online dress boutique that specializes in vintage and retro dresses. The styles are all perfectly Mad Men approved. You can browse their incredible selection of vintage dresses here. And today, they’re graciously offering one lucky reader a $50 gift card to spend on anything they’d like! Personally, I’d go with this “Blighty” polka dot number or this gorgeous lace dress, appropriately named, “With This Ring.”
+ Leave a comment below telling me which pieces from their collection like you the most
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The giveaway will run until July 18th at midnight, and a winner will be announced Friday July 19th! Good luck and happy shopping!
When we were in Paris in March I made a beeline for the Diptyque store on the Avenue Victor Hugo one afternoon, unaware that Jamal was taking me to Colette later in the day to pick up a Diptyque Rose Duet candle and Huiles Précieuses he’d ordered for Valentine’s Day. I left the store with a mini Baies bougie, and he didn’t even say anything or try to talk me out of it. That, my friends, is a good man. I now have more Diptyque products than I will ever need (this is a good problem to have) so I likely won’t have an excuse to go back to the store anytime soon.
However, once I saw these photos of the Diptyque store on Bleecker Street in New York, designed by British designer Christopher Jenner, I started to doubt my decision. Look at that interior! The chandelier is made of empty candle jars and the walls out of 180 hand painted mirrors. As a certified Crazy Candle Lady, I can safely say that store is one of the most gorgeous things I’ve ever seen.
Last week was my best friend’s birthday, and I bought her, among other things, this rollerball perfume from Fresh. I tried on the tester in Sephora and fell in love; the scent is ‘Citron de Vigne’ and it’s the most delicious summer fragrance. It’s “inspired by Reims, France’s Champagne region” and is a mix of “Neroli, Bitter Orange, Pink Grapefruit, Pinot Noir Accord, Jasmine Tea Leaves, Lemongrass, Patchouli, Sandalwood, Amber.” That’s a lot of smells, I know, but I was hooked. I couldn’t stop talking about it.
Jamal came home on Friday afternoon with two surprises. The first was a tube of the perfume for me (!! this is a bad precedent, Jamal. I will start talking everything to death until you buy it for me) and the second was a packet of paper. Seemingly not exciting, until I read it; Jamal had officially put a deposit on a wedding venue. I’ll share more details tomorrow, but it was the place I had my heart set on.
This post has no point other than I wanted to brag a little bit about how good I smell now and how lucky I am to have a Jamal in my life. Happy Wednesday!
I’m a sucker for pretty packaging, so as you can imagine these shower gels and body lotions from Korres got my heart racing. I’m most intrigued by the yogurt scented lotion, because Fitz doesn’t have enough opportunities to lick my legs as it is.
A few years ago, Jamal and I went to an animal rescue/petting zoo in the middle of nowhere New Jersey. Of course it was in New Jersey. This was before we adopted Fitz, thereby inviting more insanity into our lives than we were prepared for, and we were looking at any and all dog rescues in the area. Oh! How young and naive we were. This particular rescue had just received a large group of beagles who had been taken from a test facility in North Carolina. Let me just tell you that you shouldn’t even go near an animal rescue unless you are prepared to weep over every single animal in every single cage. It’s torture to walk in and not be like, “I’LL TAKE THEM ALL!”
But that’s not the point of the story, the point is that before we even got into the actual building, we realized that the grounds of the park were packed with peacocks. They were everywhere! Heaven for me, since I love peacocks the way I love all other animals, in a full-on Elmyra Duff kind of way: “I’m gonna hug you and squeeze you and love you forever and ever!” I even took a picture with one, so enthused was I:
Apparently, it wasn’t so heavenly for Jamal. After he snapped this shot, I said, “Okay! Your turn!” and he just stood there, looking at me as though I’d just cuddled a giant hobo. “Your…turn?” I tried again, walking over and taking the camera from him. Once I got closer to him I realized he was staring past me….at the peacock. With a look that could only be described as hate-fear.
“Is something wrong?”
“I don’t like peacocks.”
“WHAT?! How could you not like peacocks?! They’re so beautiful and majestic and colorful!”
“….I got chased by one as a kid.”
“Stop laughing, it was really scary. I don’t like them.”
I mean, okay. I’m marrying someone who is terrified of one of the least violent and evolutionary harmless birds ever, a bird whose only defense is to open a giant fan tail of royal blue feathers and be like “BACK IT UP I AM TOO PRETTY FOR THIS NONSENSE.” It could be worse. I’m just not sure how we’re going to handle taking a future kiddo to the zoo and not instilling in him/her a lifelong fear of peacocks. “GET AWAY FROM THE KILLER BIRD!” is not really a scenario I want to inflict on my child.
Anyway, he’s clearly in the minority, because peacock themed goodies are everywhere. While it’s unlikely I’ll be able to bring any of these things into my house without potentially triggering a flashback to his traumatizing peacock experience, I couldn’t resist making a round-up.
See this bag?
It’s an Alexander Wang Prisma Tote. It’s a normal, everyday tote, right? WRONG. Turn off the lights, and:
IT GLOWS IN THE DARK. Gone are the days of using your cell phone as a flashlight to see in a dark bar, or using candles in a blackout. Just pop out your Prisma Tote and voila, instant light!
I just cannot. It’s on sale from $825 to $578, which is a total steal to be able to walk around like you’re living in a rave. If it dropped another $500 I might consider it, just for the fun I would have turning off the lights everywhere I went and becoming a human glow worm. Would you buy it? Yea or nay.
It’s not truly summer until the middle of June, but it climbed into the 90s here yesterday and is supposed to be just as hot today, so I’m calling shenanigans. If I need two showers a day just from standing outside, it’s summer. I’m not trying to rush it, because last year and the year before it got into the 110s more than a few times. I hate summer, fyi. I hate the sun, the heat, the painful freeze of air conditioning, the sweat, the mosquitos, all of it. The only thing I like is that it stays light out until at least 8:30 (but it does that in Paris in April, so whatever, Paris wins forever and ever, amen). Without being too much of a downer, here are some basic summer essentials to add to your wardrobe. Good luck, folks. I hope we make it to September without melting.
Bonus: everything is under $100! Well, except for that duffle bag, but only by $16, and you’ll need a good weekender for all those trips to the beach. You will. Not me.