Big Sky.

Heading out to Montana in a few days... While wilderness savvy I am not, how can you possibly beat this view? Good thing le boyfriend knows how to use a rifle, start a fire, drive a 4 wheeler/stick shift, fish, and talk cowboy. I'm just along for the ride! (and get some use out of my plaid shirt in July.)

Luscious.

Style.com

J'Adore! This amazing pendant by Wildfredo Rosado Fine Jewelry brings so many things to mind. Primarily, my beauty mark. I have a love/hate with the dot above my lip, sometimes getting referrals to the trademark Cindy Crawford look and sometimes getting made fun of because of imaginary hairs le boyfriend pretends to see. My beauty mark is more of a freckle really, but it's noticeable. This pendant makes the beauty mark chic again, seeing that it's actually a tiny diamond encased in gold, and not a fleck of discolored skin. Blech.

Super Moon

These photos were taken back on March 21, 2011. The moon was closest to earth it has been in the past 20 years. It is so magnificent.

But, as le boyfriend always reminds me, we have no idea what else is out there... Beam me up Scotty. 
(Now you know about my inner nerd.)

This one is my favorite, E.T. phone home.

All photos were found on Daily Mail.

The Man Repeller

One of my favorite blogs, shown to me by my BFF Analeigh a couple months ago, is The Man Repeller. Its author Leandra Medine is a hysterical and sarcastic writer poking fun at all things de rigueur to anyone trying to climb the sartorial ladder. The catch to the whole man repeller schtick is that she herself is an avid endorser of these so called opposite gender turn offs. Born and raised in NYC, and spending her adolescence in uniform while attending an Orthodox Jewish private school, the now 21 year old defines a "manrepeller" in Webster Dictionary terms...

MAN·RE·PELL·ER¹  [MAHN-REE-PELLER]

–noun

outfitting oneself in a sartorially offensive way that will result in repelling members of the opposite sex. Such garments include but are not limited to harem pants, boyfriend jeans, overalls (see: human repelling), shoulder pads, full length jumpsuits, jewelry that resembles violent weaponry and clogs.

–verb (used without object),-pell·ing, -pell·ed.

to commit the act of repelling men:

Girl 1: What are you wearing tonight?

Girl 2: My sweet lime green drop crotch utility pants

Girl 1: Oh, so we're man repelling tonight?

*DISCLAIMER: the above conversation took place in this room 5 minutes ago.

Origin: 
2009-10; < repellius (ptp. of repellia to eliminate male attention), equiv. to L repel- (s. of repellix) unattractive, celibate, paris fashion week, M.C. Hammer + -repel -ler¹

—Related forms

man·re·pell·ant, noun

**From manrepeller.com**

Image from NYTimes.com

The Man Repeller pokes fun, most recently, at  turbans, harem pants, jewelry that looks like a torture instrument, jumpsuits, ponchos, furry garments resembling large unidentified animals, boyfriend jeans, clogs and formal sweatpants. Females have always had a different opinion of what looks good; obviously men want more flesh and body hugging silhouettes, women want to look like the runways- often nowhere near the male ideal. Now, let me find my "birth control glasses" so I can read the press write ups (NY Times, Lucky Magazine guest blog, and Harpers Bazaar feature) Leandra has earned for her meticulous break down of trends.

Image from ManRepeller.com

A Little Warmth

With the weather getting so chilly I though I'd share with you some warm weather from my recent trip to Florida. The lovely town of Del Ray was like the sleepy hollow of my dreams, more for the name then the headless horseman who savagely killed the towns people. We stayed at Alex's family's place on a quiet golf course community just minutes from la playa. Alex, as usual, was my travel companion and helped me get a tiny tan line as my personal cabana boy while on the beach. Atlantic Ave provided the much needed rest and relaxation (hence "sleepy hollow") and a heavy food binge these stubborn fall months have caused to be necessary... Cut 432, Boston's reggae night, all-you-can-eat stone crab legs at Truluck's in Mizner, what more can a self-proclaimed foodie who desperately needs a tan ask for? Maybe another trip... ASAP!

 Heavenly Atlantic Ave... Just minutes before this photo was taken a highly skilled, and toned, young man came cycling down the A1A with not 1 but 2 surfboards balanced under his arm. Mad skills.

 A flock of pigeons on the beach.. Yuck! Hey you Euro-trash stopping throwing bread crumbs at them. I can deal with sea gulls, but not pigeons.

 Notice my small, almost imperceptible tanline. I know you can see it.

 Cabana boy taking a break from sunscreen duty.

 Delicious stone crab legs from Truluck's. Do you notice the miniature hanging spoon from the mustard dip holder? I didn't use it but I'm sure it would have come in handy had I felt the need to slather my already delicious crab claws with that yummy mustard dijonnaise sauce. What will they think of next?

Turkey Day Thanks

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

5 Things I am Thankful For:

 

1. My support system: loving family and friends

2. My amazing boyfriend Alex (part of support system)

3. Good health and extreme happiness

4. A paid part-time job (finally some $$$!)

5. My Alexander McQueen booties (shallow as it may be)