Robert Pattinson Never Read Water for Elephants

I don’t know why I care, but I do. I loved the book Water for Elephants and I loved the movie in spite of Pattinson’s sub-par performance. I just watched Robert Pattinson on the Jimmy Kimmel show and Jimmy asked Pattinson why the movie was called Water for Elephants, and he replied with, “I don’t know.” You know why he didn’t know? Because the movie never addresses what the movie does, that no one actually brings water to elephants, you have to bring the elephants to water. Elephants require too …

Northern Italian Food in the Southern Tip of Manhattan

Mr G and I had a fabulous day in Manhattan. We started our morning with a much needed trip to Bloomingdales (shut up I have my own definitions of need). We found him a beautiful pair of shoes, that I worry may end up never being worn again, but they delight me in that they are neither black nor brown and they are not loafers. We also replaced the Hugo Boss slim fit shirt that the dry cleaner lost. It’s an impossible shirt to find, and it’s the loveliest crisp …

The Frick, 24th Letter, and Bergdorfs

Today was luxury day. I slept late, until almost 10am, and slowly showered and got dressed. Since most of my mornings are about efficiency and a race to see how quickly I can blow my hair out, brighten my undereyes and brush on mascara having a morning without a time limit is a real treat. I left the hotel and headed downtown to lunch with Emily. Naturally I walked up to 5th Avenue and got sidetracked with a visit to Saks. I entered on 51st street and left on 5th …

A Little Alone Time

Yesterday was a travel day and today was an adult day. I’m in New York City and my children are not. I got up early, had breakfast with a dear girlfriend and then took a stroll near the East River with Mr G. From there Mr G and I parted ways and I met another friend for lunch. I meandered from midtown to downtown and treated myself to three hours of shopping where I ultimately bought nothing, because being anonymous in New York City in the springtime fed the parts …

Needlepoint, Crochet, Knit, Quilt, Blog?

Not so long ago women would display their crafts in order to beautify their homes, tell stories and for a select few, to make a supplemental income. Women would gather and make a community quilt, or they’d sit side by side and do needlework. They’d share tips and tricks and all the while discuss their lives. Walking¬†through¬†museums I find rugs and needlework from centuries ago, surely made by groups. I’m unsure if they were men or women. As women have taken over personal blogging are we honing our crafting skills? …