Tried to get out and enjoy myself a bit this weekend, despite the fact that I’ve been anxious about today for weeks.
Today, I have to take my boyfriend – aka FriendBoy, aka Ted – to the airport because he’s moving to Poland for three years. He’s been my homie, my photographer, my roller coaster-riding partner, my confidante, my blog’s biggest promoter, and my all-around BFF for almost 4 years now, so I’m extremely sad about it. My goal is to stay busy so I don’t get too depress-y, but I know some days will be better than others.
Fell in love with a jacket (yes, AGAIN) at Brush Factory; “worked” at PopShop and got my sugar rush on eating salted caramels, birthday cake fudge, AND a fried Snickers bar; checked out the Final Friday happenings up and down Main Street; got sick and spent the better part of Saturday on the couch; recovered in time for an hour-long bike ride by the river on Sunday morning; and cooked–then ate–an entire pot of spaghetti.
Zara tee, thrifted shorts, DIY scarf necklace, Jeffrey Campbell shoes
Spent the weekend running around pulling clothes for an upcoming TV segment (Tuesday morning, Fox19, BE THERE), remembering what it feels like to have an actual backyard, and wondering if Beau would get along with a dog.* I figured a certain level of comfort was in order, so I wore a classic tee-and-shorts combo with my DIY scarf necklace and The Ugly Shoes, and it felt just right.
In other Very Important News, I watched this video and this is now my new favorite quickie hair style! Aren’t you happy for me?
Got dressed up as a bottle of Sriracha sauce for a surprise party, had my first taste of homemade peach sriracha ice cream (um, YUM), took some street style pics at The City Flea, was rudely reminded of my lack of hand-eye coordination during a shoddily played round of beer pong, and realized that despite the horrible writing for Crazy Stupid Love, I should probably be hanging out with Ryan Gosling.
Despite hot weather-laziness setting in (you know when it’s so hot it just makes you TIRED?), I managed to get the couch and enjoy the weekend!
T-Shirt Fest
Friday evening, I headed to Fountain Square to check out T-Shirt Fest. In my deluded mind, I always feel like I don’t have enough casual tees for trips to Kings Island and hanging out on weekends. This is not actually true–I have plenty of t-shirts– but that’s how I FEEL. I am an emotionally complex creature.
Washington Park
On Saturday, 3CDC offered area bloggers a tour of the almost-but-not-quite-completed City Homes, and still-under-construction Washington Park. Yes, my head fits into a hard hat. Barely.
I don’t always agree with 3CDC, but it sounds like Washington Park is going to be pretty dope when finished. There was talk of a playground slide I really feel like I NEED to test out at least once. It’s technically for the bebehs, but believe me, I will push a kid. I can take ‘em.
Cincinnati Boutique Sale
Later, I stopped by the Cincinnati Boutique Sale with plans to find a black top and/or silver earrings. Failing that, I immediately switched to Plan B (in which “B” stands for “Buy Something I Clearly Don’t Need”) and got these cute little espadrille mini-wedges from Morrison & Me. Mission accomplished.
The Best Commercially Sanctioned And Therefore Not Really a Holiday Day Ever
Sunday was National Ice Cream Day, so as a proud Amurrican, I headed to Graeter’s for a specially priced scoop. Hey, I’m nothing if not patriotic.
Due to underestimating traffic (I don’t know how I did the rush hour thing every day), I missed the fashion show, but did manage to snag the tunic I wanted as well as one or ten of the little cake hors d’oeuvres that were being passed around. Win-win as far as I’m concerned.
Found another (?) gray hair.
I’ve had two gray hairs since I was about 8 years old, and I used to be able to pinpoint their location with GPS-like precision. Since I stopped straightening my hair, it’s not easy to find anything in there, so I’m not sure if it’s a new gray or one of the old ones. Hmm…
Doesn’t the name just sound like a good idea? Butter. Tart. How can you go wrong? The tarte tatin used to be my fave, but the gooey caramely-ness of this new concoction has just earned its own place in my dessert-lovin’ heart.
Hemmed a pair of my own pants!
I got motivated and learned how to do a basic catch stitch from this YouTube video:
Now that I think about it, I can’t remember the last skill I learned that didn’t involve a YouTube tutorial–god forbid I pick up a book and get some learnin’ the old fashioned way.
I got out my tape measure, needle, thread, scissors, even a seam ripper ’cause I was serious about getting the job done! One leg at a time, I carefully measured, cut, ripped, and stitched by hand. This was the result:
Oops.
Seriously, one leg was a full inch shorter than the other. Ha! There goes my career as a tailor…
Bought a hot glue gun.
Who knew they were so inexpensive? I’m feverishly searching for random items to glue together at this very moment. As soon as I can think of a good reason to add feathers to my plastic plants, it’s on.
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