Missing MIA.

At this time last year, my friends and I would have taken a respite from studying and head to Key West for the weekend. Even though I only have a week's more wait before going home to Florida for a few weeks, I am Miami/Coral Gables/Key West-sick! I can't wait to enjoy all things HOME - margarita pizza, margaritas without the pizza, beach biking, hurricane-peeping, pier-lying, smoothie-drinking, and, of course, having sand in all my shoes.

I hate Kate Spade because she creates perfect things that I cannot afford.

Love at First Sight

I don't want to win the lottery. Just everything in the Boden look book :]

http://www.bodenusa.com/

Ma scène préférée de film de toute l'heure!

Thanks, NF, for reminding me of my very favorite film scene of all time with your lovely French-themed post this morning; it's just what I needed to kick off the weekend!

Jack Wills University Outfitters, UK

My wonderful friend Edie is currently in graduate school in Brighton and recently introduced me to on of her favourite local British shopping haunts, Jack Wills. While some of their clothes ring too much of Abercrombie circa 2001, I am enamored with their website and love their accessories and outerwear. If they invited me to be in their next seasonal film (likely), I certainly would not say no...

'Tis the Season...

To climb back on the Banana boat! I work at Banana republic seasonally every year (this being my 5th anniversary!), and I start back tomorrow, for the first time in NYC! I am particularly excited about breaking in my discount with the following new arrivals...

Further justification for my transfer application to UCL...

Aaaaaaaand I'm transferring...

"It's about time you brought it back."

Because you can never Keep Calm enough...

Inspiration = 9F

ggg thanks 9F for inspiring an impromptu British Tourism Council video search on YouTube :)

Oh, Kate.

New England's Most Haunted Places

Bah Humbug.

Weekend splurge of necessity, not luxury (so I justify...)

I had intended to wait far longer before purchasing new Uggs, but my trip to Boston yesterday and subsequent return to undignified temperatures in NYC prompted a change in the 2009 Ugg purchase timeline...

As an aside, something I have never understood is why the Ugg advertisers always place the boot models in locals that don't really look as if they require Uggs. It calls to mind my days in Miami when the temperature would hit 68 and everyone would rush out and buy ski parkas and sherpa everything. Oh, nostalgia.

Pedal Peepers in Vermont

"And then there were the trees, a patchwork of scarlet, orange and yellow that transformed a vista into something so perfect it almost didn’t look real."

http://travel.nytimes.com/2009/10/18/travel/18bike.html

B-to-the-S

Oh, how this angers me.

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Hot hot heat.

It is now officially autumn in NYC, and for the first time this year, even I have to admit that it's cold. For those of you who are blissfully unacquainted with NYC radiator policies, most buildings in the city have automatic heat adjustment. What is this, you ask? Why, it is the scourge of Satan.

In order for the heat in most buildings to kick on, it has to hit 42 degrees outside and stay that way for 72 consecutive hours. Not until hour 73 is the Heat God (a.k.a. fancy thermo-computer in the basement) satisfied that it is, in fact, winter. Once Heat God has ascertained the season, he proceeds to blast/melt you out of your apartment by turning your radiator against you and smothering you with 100 degree heat. Which then forces you to either open your windows (if it's not snowing/raining) or turn on your air conditioner (if it is) in order not to wake up transformed into a pool of human paraffin on the floor.

While I am praying for Hour 73 right now, I know that the moment my radiator comes to life, I will be wishing for this very moment - sitting freezing at my computer wearing five coats, staring lustfully at my radiator, with my tiny space heater blowing directly on my scuff-covered feet.

Sigh.

Reviewed.

The highly anticipated (by me) New York Times review of my cause célébre(r).

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/09/arts/design/09lincoln.html

"Finding Autumn Gold in Unexpected Places."

Beautiful New York Times article -

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/09/travel/escapes/09foliage.html

An Education

= where you will find me this Friday night.

Pick-me-ups

I have had a bad week. Ergo, I spent money at my favorite place - Therapie on Columbus at 75th. As if I needed an owl-shaped mug and more hand towels.

A tiny tragedy.

Abercrombie only has size large left in this delicious Ava jacket :(

Pendleton Woolen Mills

www.pendleton-usa.com

Christina's World: Wyeth's famed subject - the Olsen House in Cushing, Maine

I want to go. Soon, please.

For fall, my favorite American painter.

Andrew Wyeth.

Like Alice, but without the acid trip.

"Winnie Foster was beginning to lose track of time. Had she been there a day? A week? A month? It seemed to Winnie that the Tucks lived in a way the rest of the world had forgotten. They where never in a hurry and did things the slow way. For the first time Winnie felt free to explore, to ask questions, to play."

...spent the night re-reading one of my favorites.

Home for the Holidays

Pottery Barn is serving up some tasty new temptations...

these just scream "NEW ENGLAND!" and I LOVE IT.

Transgendered.

It's always good to occasionally check the men's section of jcrew.com to see if there are any smart finds that can be re-calibrated into retro-chic baggy girls' wear. Because ladies is pimps, too.

Timepiece.

I am currently drooling over this over-priced Coach watch.