Archive for January, 2011

January 28, 2011

Uptown Life Rule #14

Nobody cares if you can’t dance.  Just get up and dance.  I promise we will enjoy it.

January 27, 2011

Nosy Passenger

I’m sitting on a delayed flight home and I’m next to a nosy passenger looking over my shoulder.  The plane is about to back up from the gate as I am wrapping up my final text.  The nosy woman decides she is not happy with me.  It goes like this.

Nosy: Your phone is supposed to be turned off.
Me: I know.  (I continue texting)
Nosy: They say it really interferes with the plane and is dangerous.
Me: Hmmm…I’ve heard just the opposite.
Nosy: Well, I heard just last week that 2 planes went down and they think it was from cell phones.
Me: (I finally look up at her) Bullshit.

I didn’t really say bullshit, but my eyes did.  At that moment, I decided I would take over the armrest for the duration of the flight.

I would guesstimate that I am on 70 flights a year.  I don’t remember the last time I turned my phone off.  Did I decide to do it this time?  Absolutely not.  We even made it to Dallas without a crash.  When we hit a little turbulence, I was tempted to lean over and tell her that it was because my phone was still on.  Shame on me.

January 26, 2011

Half Marathon Training and Champagne

Ice and Champagne

I got tricked.  The fiancé has been trying to get me to train for a marathon for the last year.  My answer was always a very adamant NO.  Then one night after a couple glasses of wine, he suggested a half marathon (typical sales tactic).  I whole heartedly said yes at that moment.  I woke up the following morning and thought “SHIT! What the hell did I agree to do!”  I panicked for a week then got on a training schedule with a poor attitude about it.

I quickly learned how important shoes and positive state of mind are when running distance.  Until tonight, I have been running in my super cute Nikes.  And also running with excruciating foot pain.  Ok, not excruciating, but it hurt…bad.  I barely made it a mile last night before I thought I was going to have to hail a cab home.  I was kind of blaming my excessive wear of stilettos for the pain.  I thought it was because my feet weren’t used to this much activity without being elevated 4”!  Thank god I was wrong.  It was just my shitty running shoes.

I hauled my ass to Luke’s this evening and picked up a new pair of kicks specially fitted for my pain.  I was so excited when I got back to my hotel (in H-town again) that I immediately changed into my gear and laced up my not-so-cute Adidas.  I mapped a 1.75 mile route to ease into it.  I finally returned just over 5 miles later happy and in very little pain! The shoes are a hit.  I might have pushed it though…now I’m lying in bed with ice on my foot and champagne in my hand.

My takeaway from this whole experience?  Why can’t good running shoes be cute?  I don’t like spending $135 on something unattractive.

January 21, 2011

Southern Charm

There is a certain southern accent I love.  My friend Marcia (that’s pronounced Mar-see-a not Marsha) quite possibly has the best drawl I have ever heard.  She was in Dallas from Atlanta this week.  I was fortunate enough to monopolize all her time and soak up her accent as much as possible.  I found myself mimicking words she would say.  Not because I was teasing, but because I wanted to learn!  She can say the crudest things with terrible language and it sounds like pure honey.  Of course she is too much of a lady to do that.  

While drinking beer and eating mussels at The Moth, she made a comment that made me realize she absolutely fits the role of a true southern lady.  Sounds like an oxymoron, right?  She inspired me to look up rules these ladies live by so that I can hope to be as charming and gracious as Ms Marcia one day.  I gave myself a letter grade for each item.  I need some work.

  • A true southern lady knows how to entertain AND cook. A.  I’m including the fiance in this grade and taking credit for his cooking.
  • You must never turn down an invitation.  D
  • Every southern lady knows that a pitcher of iced tea is a MUST for all occasions.  F. Wine should count!
  • If you have no choice but to say something less than flattering about someone, add “bless his/her heart” and then anything goes!  F
  • Never show anger in public. Smile and act like a lady.  C
  • Act helpless and confused when it’s to your advantage; never let them know how clever and capable you really are. I’m afraid I can’t reveal this grade.  It’s like telling a secret.
  • Don’t so much as go to the mailbox without hair, make-up and nails being done.  F-
  • Charm, Charm, Charm.  B
  • Secret family recipes are just that – secret! It is extremely bad manners to ask someone for a secret family recipe or to share your own.  D.  I have such a big mouth.
January 18, 2011

Wrinkles and Saggy Tatas

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I’m turning 30 this year and I have two major (and superficial) concerns.  Saggy boobs and wrinkles on my face.  I know both are inevitable, but I plan to slow the process as much as possible.  If you read Plastic is not Fantastic, you know that I do not believe in injectables or plastic surgery until it is absolutely necessary.  Makes the young look old (30 is still young, damn it!) and the old look 45.  I have other solutions.

The boobs…I workout the pectorals regularly in my strength training.  I figure it will at least give the illusion of no sagging.  My status as President of the Itty Bitty Titty Committee helps too.

As for wrinkles, I have found a fountain of youth.  Philosophy products.  After ignoring the looming 3-0 for a year, I finally started using Philosophy regularly in December.  I hadn’t thought much about it until I was stuck in traffic. I did a little facial inspection in the harsh sunlight that seems to show every flaw.  The hints of creases are almost gone!  Cheers to another year of looking 29!

Check out Philosophy’s site.  I like the Makeup Optional kit.

January 14, 2011

Marchesa and Teardrop

Fashion and music.  Two of my favorite things.  I made a visit to Marchesa’s website and their music selection immediately caught my attention.  Not to worry, I did not decide to dump my stand against spending a G on dresses.  I was simply looking for inspiration.  I unexpectedly got music inspiration.  If food had been present, it would have been an orgy for my senses.

Led Zeppelin’s The Battle of Evermore plays when you open  This song reminded me of Massive Attack’s Teardrop. Not quite as old or as good as Led Zeppelin, but it is from 1998.  I was a junior in high school.  Sweet Jesus.  Maybe that’s why I immediately felt a sentimental attachment.  Surely Philip will like this selection.


January 12, 2011

Fashion Rules for Men – Part 2

The fiance scolded me after my Fashion Rules for Men post.  He thought I skipped the basics and was way too advanced.  He is right.  I ended up writing my list of pet peeves rather than general rules.  But come on, didn’t you love the rule about hair length?  Maybe he is just bothered that I did not get his thoughts before I pushed the publish button.  So here it goes.  His top 10 list.  Back to basics, boys!

  • Always match your shoes to your belt and match your socks to your pants.
  • Don’t wear the same pattern on the top and bottom.  Stripes on top means no stripes on your pants.
  • Wear clothes that fit.
  • Wear shoes that require polish.
  • Never wear a tie without a jacket.*
  • Don’t be scared of the iron.
  • Never own a jewel toned button down shirt.
  • Know the difference between a half break and a full break.
  • If your facial hair grows in patches, have a meeting with your razor daily.
  • If you are under 30 and you part your hair, realize you have your retirement years to do so.

Hopefully you learned something.

*Unless you are a hipster and know how to buy the appropriate tie and shirt to pull off this sort of thing.

January 11, 2011

Dandelion Greens

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When I see dandelions, I think of the boy crazy test we did as little girls.  Rub the dandelion on your knee and if it leaves a yellow spot, that means you are boy crazy.  Of course we all had yellow knees.  We were also all boy crazy.

We picked up our produce co-op this weekend and there were dandelion greens in the bin.  The boy crazy story was my first thought.  My second thought was, “You can eat dandelion leaves?”  I immediately pulled off a leaf for a taste.  They are delicious!  They have a wild, sort of bitter, and almost nutty taste.  Turns out they have tremendous health benefits and loads of vitamins too.

We ate them raw first and I made a citrus dressing to compliment their flavor.  Olive oil, white wine vinegar, lime juice, lime zest, fresh cilantro, salt, and pepper.  I threw in a little toasted garlic too.  So good.  They are getting sauteed tonight.

Don’t judge me if you see me cultivating a corner of dandelions in the backyard this summer.  Now I know why Lucy loves to eat weeds.

January 10, 2011

My Very Own Daddy Warbucks

Halloween 2011

It’s a little early, but I already have our Halloween costumes planned.  It came up because I have major hair envy right now.  Afro envy to be exact.  It must be because my own naturally curly hair makes me look like a blonde chia pet.  Or Orphan Annie.  *Aha moment* And I have my Halloween costume!  I’m going to be Orphan Annie and I’ll get the fiance to be Daddy Warbucks.  A little dirty, but that makes it all the better.

Back to afros.  My friend Robin has amazing hair.  She picked me up for lunch on Saturday and I was so excited to see that her natural hair was back.  Wild, curly, twisted, and spunky.  Just like her.  I think I told her 15 times that I love her hair.  My admiration probably seems a little rude.  The fiance and I had brunch at Breadwinner’s recently and I think I scared a poor woman to death when I stopped her dead in her tracks to tell her much I loved her hair.  I can’t help myself.

You definitely have to have a level of confidence to rock a fro.  Or at least that’s what it says to me.  What’s a blonde do when her hair doesn’t want to participate?  I heard perms are back.  Maybe I will perm my hair to attempt to get an afro.  I kid…

January 9, 2011

Vertical Epic

Stone Vertical Epic Ale.  It is on my top 3 beer list now.  I am the fist to admit that my beer knowledge is very limited, but I am developing my palette.  It was delicious at first sip and didn’t stop there.  The fiance even liked it so much that he had 3 glasses in a row.  That does not happen.  He is pretty non-committal with his beer.  Thankfully the same can’t be said for his ladies (lady).

It immediately reminded me of my wine of choice, Sauvignon Blanc.  Turns out it is made with Sauvignon Blanc grapes.  I knew the Epic and I were a match.  I even got my typical wine buzz with its 9.5% alcohol.  No beer bloat here!

Apparently this beer is so good that it is a special release and available for a limited time.   I had my experience at The Common Table on Friday night.  You might want to stop by soon.  I heard the next release isn’t until November!

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