Cutting the trailer for New Year’s Eve was probably an editor’s nightmare because cutting the feature-length version of New Year’s Eve was probably an editor’s nightmare. What do you do with dozens of subplots and actors who have nothing in common aside from their ability to be strung together…
im having one of those days. you know the days when no matter what you are doing, or how you are doing it, it all goes wrong. just one ridiculous thing after the other. one of those days you wish you were 6 years old again and everything was fun and simple and full of naps. waking up at the crack of dawn to run my first 6 miler and feeling totally on top of the world when I finish, only to hurt my knee so bad i can barely walk. a certain lady at work serving me the worst and most unnecessary giant bowl of sass. wanting one and only one thing for lunch, waiting on a ridiculously long line to get it, walking all the way back to my office, only to notice it is the wrong thing. astronomical bill from my dentist for a procedure i never got done. looking forward to my first baseball game of the season and al roker nonchalantly mentioning that it’s the only day of the week it will thunderstorm. (what the hell does he know anyways…) the fresh direct guy coming early and my doorman refusing to take the delivery. my cc company forgetting to tell me they are switching my cc to a new one, and just cutting it off without notice. working two hours on a project, and having it crash before I could save it. need to cancel my movie date, since fd is now coming back exactly in the same two hour window as the movie. with the exception of my hair catching on fire today, I’d say im having a bad day.
my bf always tells me “it could always be worse”. STFU. that’s his annoyingly (stupid) optimistic view on life, and while he is right (don’t tell him that), you know what, sometimes it could always be better. nothing life altering or shattering happened today, none of it was really that bad and ALL of it will be worked out. And, sure, it COULD certainly be worse, a lot worse….
but right now, im in a bad mood and im okay with that.
felicity brown graduated from the royal college of arts and has worked for the likes of mulberry, alberta ferretti and lanvin. she has now branched off, creating a style that is unapologetically romantic, fresh and beautifully crafted. her debut collection (a/w 10) is inspired by henri toulouse lautrec’s paintings, all of which are hand painted, pleated and dyed. i mean, awe-some.
this is dedicated to my dear friend becca, who, in one weeks time, leaves for a 1 1/2 yr trip around the world. she is the only person i know courageous (and crazy) enough to quit her job, pack up her stuff into nothing but a back pack and just leave to explore the world. today is her birthday, so in perfect becca fashion she is having a “hello 26, goodbye ny” extravaganza tonight. she was my first friend at FIT, my roomie while we studied abroad in italy and a truly one-of-a-kind person (thats the understatement of the year). there are no words to describe her wild and crazy, yet genuine personality and corkiness. i made this collage for the front of her b-day card, not that this even does our 8 years of friendship justice.
as i have mentioned before, worked with PG a few years back when he was at bill blass. he is super down to earth and extremely talented. he consistently gives back to his community and designs with only the best intentions.
here he is featured on j.crew.com, with the likes of the uberly talented CFDA winners billy reid and eddie borgo. a well deserved mini collection consisting of 50 pieces, all beautiful, cerebral and wearable.
It was the coldest winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold. The porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves; but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions. After awhile, they decided to distance themselves one from the other and they began to die, alone and frozen. So they had to make a choice: either accept the quills of their companions or disappear from the Earth. Wisely, they decided to go back to being together. They learned to live with the little wounds caused by the close relationship with their companions in order to receive the warmth that came from the others. This way they were able to survive. Moral of the story: The best relationship is not the one that brings together perfect people, but when each individual learns to live with the imperfections of others and can admire the other person’s good qualities.
anyone who is looking for a cute beach destination, i highly recommend ocean grove, nj. super quaint and cute town about 60 min from manhattan. all victorian houses and bed and breakfasts, literally steps from the beach. very reasonably priced, old fashioned mom and pop shops, a great boardwalk and great food. all of the perks of the beach with none of the “jersey shore” nonsense. http://oceangrovenj.com/html/photos.html