Happy Birthday to Polly!
Polly and I have been scampering around DC together for the last three years with our third musketeer, Rad (pictured here) and before that we took Rome, London and, somewhat less glamorously, south western Virginia by storm.
So today my birthday wishes to her are bittersweet because we’re moving apart for the first time in about seven years. I cannot guarantee that I will know how to function without these two finishing my sentences for me! But at least our three new destinations give us all plenty of reason for fun trips, so I can’t wait to visit this little art-historian-turned-architect in her new home at UVA soon.
Oh and look, her outfit is a bit patriotic, isn’t it? How appropriate. Hope everyone (and birthday girl in particular) is having a fabulous holiday weekend!
Calendar changing day
Enjoy the holiday weekend!
i’m getting ready for the BIG MOVE this weekend and i should be packing up boxes. but i keep finding myself glued to design blogs and furniture websites, trying to think of which organs i could sell on the black market to be able to afford all new furniture. i mean, who needs a kidney when you could have this coffee table or this floor lamp?
well, maybe i do need my kidney, life can be pretty unpredictable. so i’m thinking an herb garden is the place to start. fresh basil is almost as good as having new throw pillows, right?
so, it just occurred to me. I never do outfit posts talking about what I’ve worn.
do I even count as a blogger? what have I been waiting for?
I guess I never really think my outfits are that interesting. maybe NYC will coax the inner fashion dare devil out of me and I’ll have some subject matter to work with.
in the mean time, I thought I’d illustrate an outfit I saw this weekend that struck my fancy. now call me creepy if you must, I’d prefer it if you called me a young Sartorialist, but I found this girl perfectly captivating, sitting at the next table over at dinner on friday night. Like I was really starring and I think I even turned to watch her walk out so I could inspect her shoes more closely…
ok, actually no, it was to enviously note how thin her legs are.
But really, she was so cute in her lace semi-see-through top and yellow shorts. What a perfectly carefree outfit for a casual dinner out in Georgetown, no?
