
This Pollock looking pop makes me want to go and try all the different combinations. I've added popbar to my weekend list of things I want to do.
and her thoughts
I love how absurd these are. I'm trying to think of the best place to put them in a house; the best I've been able to come up with is guest bathroom. Mostly as anyone who is a guest of mine will understand my humour and not think to themselves that a) I'm on some form of hallucinogenic or b) I'm a sociopath.
Sorry for being MIA over April. All things wedding related have been very stressful and resulted in me not enjoy life as much as I could. The good news is that I'm now feeling a lot more in control in regards to the wedding, which has reduced my stress level by at least 85%. The remaining stress is left with having to plan a wedding relatively last minute in my 'hood. However, with team mum in my corner I have a feeling that everything is going to work out and run smoothly at this point.
My amazingly talented and loving cousin Auburn was also in New York for a little less than a week in April and having her here brightened up my mood considerably. We walked around, talked a lot, saw some shows and sights. It was a very healing distraction. I'm so fortunate to have her as a cousin and I miss her tons now that she's back in Alberta. We did do the extremely touristy thing of going to Ellis and Liberty Islands, or what I like to call the Day of Queueing. Note to self: never go to Ellis or Liberty Island ever again. Ever. Full stop. So if you come to visit and you want to go see the very famous Islands (which were gorgeous and affordable), I will be more than happy to hop on the subway down to Battery Park, queue with you to buy your ticket and that's where my dedication to being your tour guide will end.
Image courtesy of Auburn's amazing photography skills.
I love the idea of measuring out my spices with these little bird measuring spoons. They're so pretty and whimsical. Who said indie bird art was dead? I sure as heck didn't!
Ami and I went out to Momofuku Noodle Bar which is just a few blocks south of home, I'm sad to say how long it took us to get there as I've been to the Momofuku Milk Bar for crazy ice cream but never for food. Wow, I regret not getting there sooner! We shared pork steamed buns, shitake steamed buns, and ginger scallion noodles. Dang yo! Amazing food. I also had their ginger slushy which they dub "dark and stormy" it was deliciously warm from the spice but cold from the slush! If anyone comes out to New York you can be guaranteed I'll be taking you to this restaurant.
Knock on wood that this post doesn't equal another month of winter. That photo was taken exactly a week ago, however today makes me think that spring is on it's way in New York. Ami and I went to brunch with some friends this morning, and we sat outside with no need of heaters! Amazing! So hello to spring and goodbye to my very gorgeous snowboots.
Thank you for protecting my lips from the wind, the cold, the dry and the sun. I've considered your application for permanent status in my purse and it's been accepted, congratulations on being a part of the team! I've decided to ignore your price and enjoy your velvet consistency!
When my widget reflects what looking outside my window shows, it gives me no excuse to not make some bread like I've been planning to for awhile! Although I wanted to experiment with getting a sourdough starter up and on the go in my fridge, I was not prepared enough for that. So instead I pulled out my trusty Canadian Living cookbook and get stuck into it.
First note: I do not have a mixing bowl large enough for a double recipe. First mistake: making a double recipe thinking it'll turn out fine. Oops.
I added 3 cups of whole wheat flour to fool myself into thinking it will be healthy! Or at least healthier than the insane shelf life bread available here (unless I'm willing to part with a big chunk of cash to get the good stuff from the bakery).
Before shot.
Delicious after shot.
My plan is to keep making homemade bread as this batch (for my first batch without the aid of my mum) turned out extremely well. The flavour is very mild as I'm used to something a bit more hearty, time to try out the country harvest recipe next or the sourdough! Yum!
Ami and I finally got around to watching Up tonight due to the fact that we're both ill (which you will note is entirely Ami's fault). I had been warned about the depressing content in the film so I thought I was prepared. Uh... yea... no wasn't prepared. My favourite part was when Ami said, "you better not die first."
Sweet Boris and Zoya. They've been part of my home for over a month now and it's been an excellent month indeed. I cannot say that I'm looking forward to shedding non-kittens but I invested in some lint rollers from Ikea to be prepared. Boris has become a cuddle monster, he walks along the edge of the bed at night, slowly makes his way up by my pillow and decidedly flops down in front of me to get some bedtime cuddling in. Zoya sleeps above Ami's head on his pillow and if she's in the mood for cuddles she'll fall asleep in pretty much any position. She also ate so much the other night that she waddled out of the kitchen, I don't think I've ever seen a kitten waddle before.
Drool, it's gorgeous. One day when I have a room worthy of it, I'll investigate how much it costs. Artist = Jason Miller.
I've become a collector. I walk places, I see pixelated awesomeness, I document said awesomeness in photographs. Extra points awarded if pixelated awesomeness is from arcade games. Above spotted in the East Village.
Spotted in the Meat Packing District.
Spotted in Montmartre, Paris. I especially love the flower box.
They said there was a massive winter storm warning for today. I believe they lied and stole the sun at the same time. Jerks.
Picture was taken by an ex-firefighter from Brooklyn who now works on the water taxi to Ikea. He told me the story of how he miraculously survived September 11th in the most authentic Brooklyn accent I've ever heard.
Sondre Lerche's soundtrack to Dan in Real Life makes me dance around in the morning semi-clothed; specifically To Be Surprised have a listen, maybe you'll want to dance around in your frilly lacy things as well!
Photo by Isabell N Wedin www.isabellnwedin.com
Sorry about the lack of posts. My parents came to visit me in New York and we had a blast; mum kept saying, "this is opening up my horizons." Dad knew everything there is to know about New York after reading my rough guide except how to swipe the metro card with any success. I took them to the Frick Collection as it is my favourite, over to Brooklyn to see the view back at the city, up the Empire State Building and just walking around the city to get a feel for it.
Oh goodness oh goodness! Normally I'm not a huge fan of J Crew with their loafers, cardigans and gold sequined shorts? However, this beacon bag I'm drooling over (minus the price, there is little to no drool over the price)!
Black pets are notoriously hard to photograph, I've been attempting to capture Boris and his sweet expression and failing miserably. Ami, in his infinite wisdom (or what I like to refer to as buying a new lens and mucking about with his camera) has managed what I thought might be impossible without professional studio lights! Look at my sweet Boris and his curious little face. However, he has decided that my pillow is his chosen place for sleeping at night... not that I mind his motor purr near my ear as it helps drown out the noises of New York (aka sirens and loud garbage trucks).
Zoya is adorable and ridiculously easy to photograph. Plus she's a freakin' ninja, more stories to follow.
One thing that I've have being enjoying is the sun in New York; it's January and there is sun everyday! Even at -8°C outside, I can deal with it because of the sun. Ami and I went out for a late brunch at Five Points restaurant which is 20ish blocks away from home, but we were walking south which meant the sun warming my cheeks while we walked. I was disappointed in brunch though, it was a decidedly average meal which I wasn't expecting with the 4.5 stars it had received on google, especially when Cafe Orlin was delicious last weekend and significantly less pretentious. On the way home we stopped at our local bagel shop Ess-A-Bagel to pick up a baker's dozen. Seriously, they're as big as your head, and delicious! I do miss the hand rolled skinny Montreal style bagels that I grew up with, but these are a welcome change.
I also got a few French Macaroons from a cafe across the street and devoured them.
I ate three, and left Ami one. Yes, I am that much of a pig.
I'm not going to deny the fact that I'm very picky when it comes to bags. I want some detail and flare, but not too much. I want it to be functional, but not ugly in a bad utilitarian enough pockets to fit all of my posessions. I've been looked for a good 4 months, and I haven't found a thing. I have been drooling over this one from the etsy seller valhallabrooklyn. It's gorgeous! And the lining! I love bags with great prints when you open them up, it's like a fancy surprise.
I love listening to musique francophone... and by love I mean I'm mildly obsessed. It's probably due to the fact that I can sing along which in some twisted way makes me think I'm practicing my french. It has also resulted in some massive girl crushes, oh if only I was more than .25 francophone maybe someone would have a massive crush on me. Un jour, peut-ĂȘtre. Something about the effortlessly fabulous style that I aspire to.
I've been listening to Coeur de Pirate for awhile now, I downloaded it from itunes when genius told me I'd like it... surprise surprise, I love it!
And today I stumbled across Claire Denamur, love this video.
Oh etsy... how I can while away the hours on you. Case in point I skipped across this picture on flickr and thus was directed to the etsy store for avphotolove. Swoon, how lovely that would look on my wall.
I'm officially a cat owner, not only that, I'm officially a two kitten owner! Oh joyous! I've fulfilled a goal of 4 year old Kim. They are so cute, soft, sweet, playful and purr purr purr... there is no perfect exclamation for this moment! Ami and I went into the rescue organisation planning on getting one cat... we left pending approval on getting two kittens after a house visit (this means our apartment is cat approved?) Now we have two kittens, one black boy named Boris and one grey and cream and stripy girl named Zoya. Yes, we have two russian cats living in New York... they might be unaware that they are russian but I like to speak to them in what I'm sure is a horribly fake russian accent.