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hugs, kisses and stardust wishes -- peace ~ love ~ light ~ possibility -- happy new year to friends old and new, my family, my partner and lover in life and of course to all those whose support and encouragement made all things possible and lifted us to new heights in 2011. look for more fabulous flowering adventures in CocoRosie land when the morning comes.

cheers my lovelies // xx

song by karen elson



i've written a dozen posts in the past few weeks, all with the best of intentions. all of which are on the cyber cutting room floor. on more than one occasion i attempted to revive one or two but the moment past, so needless to say they never made it to final print. i've fallen behind on my own personal checklist and even fell off the flower wagon as the winter solstice took hold. too many of life's more immediate obligations took precedent. so bummed that these lost drafts never made it out into the world but sometimes you just need to 'let shit go' -- a recurring theme i struggle with in many areas of my life.

so let's see...we celebrated chanukah and christmas. there was gift giving and receiving. salty savory meats and super sugary sweets. couch time. family time. pickled turnips and puppy love. books, babies and bourbon and the high and low cocktail that is the holidays.

time marches on and now we focus on the tick tock of the clock, the inevitable countdown to the year 2012. I have a candy cane swirl of emotions about the year that was and is, well aware of the balance of the moment and ever so curious as to what the next year holds in its palm. the folding and unfolding of each day as we awake to begin anew. there's a lot i could wax poetic about but sometimes less is more and words just aren't enough. but to be honest, i just realized, i'm tired. it's been a long, amazing year and there is so much to be grateful for, to reflect on and build upon but for now i'm just going to close shop and ride out these last remaining days in the spirit of mindfulness meditation.

wishing you love, light and a rocking new years eve ~xx



somewhere in between our respective professional gigs, the BF and I have not found much time for a fancy date night let alone a low-key one -- one, that say, falls on a weekend. so one friday afternoon a few weeks back we threw caution to the wind and renewed a vow to make an afternoon of it, like we used to when our saturday's were once free and easy. our two favorite artists were showing in town and we walked hand in hand on a blustery day, ate diner food and had {me} a brief interlude with debra winger over a pair of missing sunglasses {mine}. for one afternoon we got lost in the insanity that is the art world, remembered why we both so enjoy each other's company and why finding time for each other is so essential to the fabric of our lives.

jenny saville

lisa yuskavage

currently listening to this rock~star legend and getting the goosebumps while i tend to the mundane task of preparing quarterly returns. {bah humbug}

/ / xx



in the madness that was october i did a wedding along the east river with a grand view of new york city as the backdrop. it was unseasonably warm that day and an abundance of sunshine filtered through the floor to ceiling windows. this midday glow was still edging it's way toward the center of the room, so for the time being it felt like we worked in the shadow of a magical forest. sunday brunch was in full swing and lots of people milling about on the pier in shorts and tees eating ice cream and from the river's edge snapping gotham city frame by frame. with a small window to do our thing, we gingerly but stealthly placed arrangements about the room, accepted a complimentary glass of bubbly, gathered every last bit of fluffe ? for recycling and were on our merry way in one hour flat.

looking back, it was a beautiful day and the flowers, well, have a looksy.

the colors looks so much brighter in their raw format. someday i'll figure out how
to get it right on the blog. you'd think a veteran designer would have the retouching bit down by now.

anyway, i digress.

/ / xx

on another note // the view out my window is all doom and gloom today so i'm singing along to something a bit more merry {yes i do like xmas tunes} and holiday window shopping online {well torturing myself really} at SA and EB. i've hidden my wallet in case i get any crazy ideas.



Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides
you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together 
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because that is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, 
it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" 
which any of us can convince ourselves we are. 

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and
a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two. 

~Louis De Bernieres