{yours truly}

On Children (by Kahlil Gibran)

Your children are not your children,
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

{originally posted here}

my pop always told me i was a {child of the womb} which may explain why i am most happy in warmer climates. happy birthday to all my fellow capricorn friends and winter babes.

xx  //



so our little corner of the world just got sucker punched with more snow. it's becoming a regular thing around here. so today we're serving up some cocktails {compliments of Amanda Hesser and Merrill Stubbs}. i mean what's better than being stuck at home and enjoying a cocktail in the afternoon. here are some of my favorite recipes from food 52.

Hot ToDDY with Dried CHErrieS AND LIME
This is a classic hot toddy (1 part dark spirit to 3 parts boiling water, sweetened) with a few tweaks. I used rye instead of the typical bourbon or whiskey, raw sugar instead of white, and I slipped in a few dried cherries and some lime zest to scent the drink. It's a revitalizing antidote post-snow-shoveling, or post-holiday-anything. By the time you reach the bottom of the mug, the cherries are plumped up and boozy. 

  • 2-inch-long piece lime zest
  • 4 dried cherries
  • 1 teaspoon raw sugar
  • 2 ounces rye (or other dark spirit)
  • 6 ounces boiling water
In a mug, combine the lime zest, dried cherries, and sugar. Add the rye. Pour in the boiling water, and stir until the sugar is fully dissolved. Sip and enjoy!

{1.2. sara shatz}


I'm a lightweight when it comes to booze, and I'll be the first to admit that my interpretation of a "hot toddy" is a little loose. My husband loves Glühwein (German/Austrian mulled wine), but he prefers drinking white wine to red, so for this contest I decided to experiment with a white mulled wine, amped up with pear brandy. I infused the wine with cardamom and star anise, which I thought would go nicely with the white wine, as well as the more traditional triumvirate of cinnamon, ginger and cloves. To amplify the pear flavor, I added a slice of Asian pear to each drink as a garnish -- the pear softens slightly as it absorbs the warm booze and makes for a yummy treat once you've sipped the last of the wine.
  • 1 750 ml bottle dry or off-dry white wine (preferably Riesling or Grüner Veltliner)
  • 1 piece star anise
  • 2 1/4-inch slices fresh ginger
  • 3 green cardamom pods
  • 3 whole cloves
  • 3 to 4 tablespoons honey, or to taste
  • 1/4 cup pear brandy (Poire William)
  • 1 Asian pear
  1. Put the wine in a medium, heavy-bottomed saucepan with the star anise, ginger, cardamom, cloves and honey (start with 3 tablespoons and adjust later if necessary). Set the pan over medium heat and bring just to a simmer, stirring occasionally. Turn off the heat and let the wine mull for at least 15 to 20 minutes.
  2. Taste the wine and add more honey if you’d like. Gently reheat the wine until it starts to steam, then turn off the heat and stir in the brandy. Divide among 4 mugs or heatproof glasses, putting a few of the spices in each glass if you’d like, and add a slice of Asian pear. Toddy away!

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trust me, this is the next best thing to sitting on the beach drinking a mojito ~

cheers to snow days!




look no further...

{french charming}

flower selection is a bit more challenging in the winter months but if you can
get your hands on one of my favorites this season {pink ranunculus aka french
buttercup} please do. don't deprive yourself of this lovely delicate flower.
soft, sweet and full of whimsy. what an insane bridal bouquet!

in other news, i hope to be featuring more artist's work in the coming months.
there are alot of talented folks out there who deserve recognition. and later
this week i will preview {a sneak peak} of a swank nyc venue for one of
my summer weddings.

{source unknown}

before i go how about a dance?

{and I agree with megan,
if i ever marry i will have my first dance to this song}

xx //



other wise known as a cold stimulus headache commonly caused by the quick consumption of ice cream. this can also take hold while walking through downtown brooklyn on an early monday morning in the dead of winter. no joke -- six degrees at sunrise! so needless to say i'm blaming the arctic chill for my less than optimal brain function today, realizing that this also might have something to do with too much red wine, espresso and sambuca in the last 24 hours. nothing like hitting the ground running. a random flurry of thoughts have descended all at once so i'll just stick with sharing some glossy fashion images for now and get back on the wagon tomorrow.

{j'adore dior}

i'd be the belle of the ball in one of these. 

if i was invited to a ball that is.

{dressed to kill:rooney mara as lisbeth salander}

i'm deeply committed to my russian novel but truly addicted to this series.

i wonder if david fincher will and would have made stieg proud.

stay warm y'all. defrost with a cup of hot cocoa or {in my case} herbal tea. tomorrow promises to be a balmy thirty-six and besides the {BF} informs me that we are less than six weeks away from golf weather. i welcome this as much as chocolate ice cream on a warm summer's day. the makeshift tee {in our living room} and the sound of the ball hitting the wall is driving me crazy.




so recently the nytimes travel section featured the 41 places to go in 2011.
i immediately started taking notes for when i will once again be able to take an extended vacation. i've had iceland swirling around in my head for awhile now. these pictures alone made me want to transport myself there through some fancy time travel machine; but trekking to this nordic island somehow feels too remote, damp and cold at the moment. I'm a bit more thirsty for rugged dry terrain, and a warmer climate. {south america} occupies the southern portion of the landmass referred to as the new world. i've longed to experience the rich cultural landscape of this continent and despite some of my worldly travels it is a destination that has eluded me all these years.

a dear friend recently took a trip to the "End of the Earth" as he described it {buenos aires. santiago. patagonia} and with one look at his photo journal i must say these images have captured my heart and i vow to make this dream a reality {very soon} i hope.

{1.2.3. © Corey Sherman}

i can't help but think {sam peckinpah} and {lucien ballard}

whatever your destination today or tomorrow i hope you enjoy the adventure.





today i'm a bit tired and i have a lot on my mind. insomnia is a bitch and to further torture myself i'm re-reading Anna Karenina {up til 3am} but loving every minute of it. so while i sort through my mess, here is something to keep you occupied or at least entertained for awhile. this got me through my early morning flower run so i hope it makes you feel just as good.

oh and before you go, check out these insane vintage two-tone cap toe boots.

love. love.

in case you thought this blog was 

too {precious} 

think again.





so quite often, in fact almost every other day i find another outrageous gem from another slight obsession of mine, the wares at Erie Basin. oh how i'm haunted by these treasures. i have a special affinity for the diamond varieties as of late; check out this number one stunna {sold}

{1900s Edwardian Diamond Cluster Ring}

-- i'm still in mourning. {originally posted here}

in other news, i've met with yet another blushing bride. talking july in january somehow has turned the grey sluggish post-holiday blues into a bright sunshiny day.



"They took to silence. They touched each other without comment and without progression. A hand on a hand, a clothed arm, resting on an arm. An ankle overlapping an ankle, as they sat on a beach, and not removed. One night they fell asleep, side by side...He slept curled against her back, a dark comma against her pale elegant phrase."  A.S. Byatt (Possession)



{princess grace} on her wedding day

so pardon my recent obsession with the bridal headdress. how lovely is the veil and especially when worn by a princess. stunning detail, simply breathtaking and never mind the {three dozen seamstresses}. grace kelly was married to prince rainier in april of 1956 and this april another generation of royalty will take center stage. i on the other hand will be planning my own april fête sans entourage and the extensive guest list -- intimate, romantic with a vintage twist. the bride has requested {lily of the valley} for her bouquet.

which is fit for any princess, don't you think? -- still inquiring on the veil. xo //



{j'adore}! so lovely and dreamy. stunning veil {designed by delphine manivet}.

what can i say, i'm a sucker for flower crowns and french kissing.

need i say more //




so here i am. and hopefully here you are. i felt like a new year deserved a new blog. a facelift if you will. of course i'll still muse about life and love and the pursuit of happiness among other things.
i'm no expert on these matters but i'll do my best to shed some light here and there. please bear with me while i make a fool of myself from time to time. i thought long and hard about my first post {here} in my new digs. food or flowers? flowers or food? and maybe since i've gone without supper, it's no surprise food won the toss. and since i'm dreaming of my trip to {paris} what better way than to celebrate new ventures and new tales with some wine, cheese and chocolat.

afterall, we could all use a little inspiration sometime.

2011. i like the odds. {blink and you'll miss it}