Favorite Girl (yes, Justin Bieber song)

Alexa, Michelle, Emma and Erin.

My favorite girls.

The week has been alright so far. Although I'm starting to feel like a Mom. I work 9-5, pick the little chick up from school, cook mac & cheese and fish sticks, do 3rd grade homework, play Justin Bieber board games. Oh, did I mention I'm babysitting? Today I was told I talk too much, but my green beans are the best she's ever had. Can't win them all I guess.

"Bad boys have never been my thing, but damaged outsiders are a definite weakness."

Elle Fanning: Rodarte's Muse on Nowness.com.

Check out this kid. She's like this gorgeous little summer peach, and apparently Rodarte's latest muse. In this film you'll see Todd Cole's new collaboration with Rodarte called The Curve of Forgotten Things. Fanning models design duo Kate and Laura Mulleavy's spring 2011 collection. To me, watching this reminded me of watching Miss Elle Fanning's latest film, Somewhere. Not a whole lot happens and a lot of silence ensues, yet it is in my opinion, artistically brilliant.

Speaking of muses. I wonder what it would be like to be a "muse." I can't imagine the job entails a whole lot, other than just being yourself and living your life, which I am fairly confident I'm capable of doing. When I think of muses the following come to mind:

• Yoko Ono, muse to John Lennon
• Zelda Fitzgerald, Author, Muse to Scott Fitzgerald
• Sara Lowndes, Bob Dylan's most influential muse
• Edie Sedgwick, muse to Bob Dylan and Andy Warhol
• Loulou de la Falaise, Designer, Muse to Yves Saint Laurent
• Dora Maar, Writer, Muse to Picasso

Most of these ladies went on to do amazing things independently, but I don't think they would have been nearly as successful had they not been the inspiration for the likes of Fitzgerald and Dylan.

This also made me wonder why you don't hear of a man being a woman's muse, but then I remembered the word muse derives from Greek mythology and pertains to the 9 sister goddesses, daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne, each of whom was regarded as protectress of a different art or science. (Little history lesson for ya)

By the way, you should totally check out this site. I'm hooked.

The Nowness

the playful conversation starts

I am wildly obsessed with this editorial of Diane Kruger in Glamour

5 Inches and Up

Lexington

Gemma

I am in love with this David Yurman ring.

photos courtesy of: The Fashion Spot, 5 Inches and Up, Glamour, David Yurman, Le Love, People

I struggled hard going to work this morning due to the fact that I had such a great weekend and I didn't want it to end. I went dancing at this Indian hookah club, lost my phone while doing the previous activity, got an iPhone, became obsessed with my iPhone, cooked with my Aunt, hung out with this cool interesting guy, went to the gym, drank pale ales with my girlfriends, practiced cart wheels in their temporarily empty apartment, attended a Super Bowl party, played quarters instead of watching the Super Bowl and that's pretty much it. It was more fun than it probably sounds...

So, yeah... I hope this week goes by quickly so I can repeat all the above minus the losing the phone part.

I like this song.

you better get your move on

Free People by Jason Lee Parry

Rumor has it Mr. Groundhog didn't see his shadow today, which means we only have 6 more weeks of winter left. I would be excited about this fact, however it blows my mind that Americans still maintain this silly tradition. Of course the Groundhog didn't see his shadow! It's snowing everywhere and last time I checked the sun has to be out in order to generate shadows. This is all Bill Murray's fault. Man, if I had a nickel for every time I said that.

I've watched the above Free People video like 8 times. It's getting me excited for summer at the beach. I plan to go every weekend whether it's to Long Beach or Cape May. (If you're reading this Blair, I hope you know I'm tagging along with you, right?) I find it funny that when I first moved to New York I had no idea there were beaches nearby...

This has been my song of the day. I'm not sure why other than the fact that the video came on while I was on the elliptical at the gym.

CCS- Move

If someone drops you on the floor and you don't know who did it
just flick your hair and try to kick as many people as you can hit
you do what you gotta do so please listen to me
don't let no one play you a fool like you're a stinky (...)

you better get your move on or all of that good ones will have gone
you better get your move on or all of that good ones will have gone
you better get your move on

♥

SAG: the Good and the Bad

I actually watched the SAG awards in its entirety last night and found that picking my favorite dresses was simple.

I was clearly drawn to the colorful, graphic prints displayed on Hailee, January and Claire. Hailee Steinfeld looked especially fantastic in her age-appropriate, colorful Prada gown. January Jones, (even though I consider her to be a bitchy giraffe,) looked stunning in her black and gold Carolina Herrera gown. Lastly, Claire Danes looked amazing in floral Louis Vuitton. In my opinion, the addition of the black belt made the entire look.

On the other hand, Julie Bowen frightened me. First of all, she’s really buff so wearing a pantsuit retracts any ounce of femininity that she may have left. Secondly, it looks like she picked it up from Contempo Casual circa 1992 and forgot to put on her giant gold hoops.

I think Jennifer Lawrence is really pretty and I’m guessing that everyone is going to disagree with me here, but I really didn’t care for her hot pink Oscar de la Renta gown. Maybe it’s because I don’t really like pink, but I think I mostly dislike pink paired with black. If she lost the bow, I would probably reconsider.

Let us not forget about Kim. I hate everything she wears. She is so predictable and really needs to steer clear of the studs, tacky gold accents, one-shouldered dresses and pleather once and for all.

I put on an argyle sweater and put on a smile.

Madewell spring/2011

Oh my. What a weekend.

I went to the same place both Friday and Saturday night, which is odd considering the endless options of clubs/bars/watering holes in New York City. But hey I say, if it's not broken don't fix it. I'm not sure if that expression actually applies here but I'm going to go with it. My lack of sleep usually goes hand in hand with my lack of wit.

Let's just say I boogied at a new Lower East Side spot called Tammany Hall until the wee hours of the morning. Once we ran out of boogie and PBR obviously the next idea was to play in the snow. This is where all the contents of my purse would fall out and I proceed to crawl (in my dress) across the snow collecting dollar bills, lipstick and my phone.

The night was concluded at Sugars where I ate dreakfast. Dreakfast is the meal that takes place in the morning, but the sun hasn't risen yet so it's technically too early to be considered breakfast. I had an avocado sandwich and it was awesome.

Hope everyone else had a fun weekend.

Honeymoon on the Dance floor

Without racking my brain too hard to come up with these, here are some positive occurrences from my day:

1. I made it to and from work without slipping/falling on the slick,

snow-ridden streets.

2. I learned there's a slight possibility that my office will be closed tomorrow due to a snow day.

3. I met my neighbor(finally) and he is kinda, sorta cute, and I only embarrassed myself briefly when I couldn't unlock my door attributed to my nervous habits when I meet cute boys for the first time.

4. The canned soup I chose for dinner was actually really good and didn't taste like watered down salt.

5. I actually went to the gym and was actually productive and didn't just walk around fussing with my iPod the whole time.

6. My friend helped me get a babysitting job, which means more money, which means new shoes.

7. I learned, while watching CW phenomenon Nikita, that you can in fact kick serious ass while wearing high-waisted skinny jeans. Yes.