Flattered Fraud

 

I am not entirely sure how to even start this post. Maybe I will begin by telling you that I feel like a flattered fraud.

A few weeks back, I received an email from a reporter who asked if it would be possible to come over and take some pictures and talk to me about decorating rental apartments. (We had met awhile ago through a mutual friend that also works at The Post) Here was the order of the thoughts I had once receiving that email....

1) Can I possibly lose 20lbs in 2 weeks?

2) What freaky disease can I resurrect to get out of work for the week to finish this apartment? The plague and bird flu may cause my boss to contact the CDC so that won't work.

3) What organ can I sell on the black market to get a campaign dresser for my living room?

4) What is an outfit I can wear that is cute and casual but doesn't look like I'm trying tooooo hard? (Which, let's cut the crap here, I am not often featured in any kind of print publication so I was considering some of my Mardi Gras gowns until I was talked off that ledge.)

 

I've been online shopping like they are giving things away for free. They aren't, but I sho am acting like it.  Going to be a very long June as I stay indoors loving on mah pup cause I got too into buying myself stuff I just HAD to have (as I justified this to the Bruiser) and now I can't afford to leave my apartment.

But, if I am going to have to read by candlelight because of extreme poverty, I am excited to be doing it in my new kaftan.  You know that line in "Pretty in Pink" where Molly Ringwald tells Iona she is going to OD on nostalgia? Well, say hello to Iona Galatorie cause if I could walk around in hostess gowns and housecoats for the rest of my damn life, I'd be thrilled.

Kaftan from Etsy 

While I was Out...Decorating a Nightstand

I haven't been all lazy the last few weeks even though I've been silent.  I've been working on some projects around the house, celebrating a friend's engagement (Roar, Bayer!) and letting Hemmy take me for walks.

What a sweet dog to take me out several times during the day for some exercise....

I've just been too tired to blog

I just didn't feel very funny or inspired or interesting enough to share anything much last week. Think more of a mix of blah and sigh than lazy.

 

 Last night we made a Chocolate Chip Cookie Pie.  I swear, if you folks aren't on Pinterest you need to join stat. (btw, I am aware that my blog tab to "follow me" is spelled incorrectly, I've just been too lazy to fix it)

For a girl who didn't want to turn 32, I sure did some celebrating!

The Bruiser took me to Manhattan for the weekend where we basically, walked, drank, shopped and ate.  Then woke up again the next day and did it again.  It was pure and total bliss and I really welcomed escape for us both.  (This was pre-Hemmy...you know, back when we used to talk about something else about how many times the dog went potty that day)

Grand Central 

Guess Who?

In yesterday's post I mentioned we went to FDR's estate and library in NY. Here is a pic of Eleanor as a child. Can you tell me what Bravo-lebrity she looks like?