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Brought to you by etsy seller smartfish. Would be perfect for my wedding day! Swoon, but expensive.

dear skylight diner

This is not a fork, it is a trident. A trident is for ruling the seven seas. Please re-evaluate your utensils and purchase some forks accordingly.

Kind Regards,

Kim.

glam-tastic

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)!

boris and zoya

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.

sunday morning in gramercy

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.

in search for the perfect bag

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.

j'adore musique francophone

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-être. 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.

i could be crafty too

I'm thinking I should've brought my few embroidery supplies to New York as I'm drooling over this project. However, I will use it an opportunity to go to some amazing craft stores that I'm sure are ridiculously overpriced. Project care of Craft and their etsy love.

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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.

and you will be my squishy...

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.