Saturday, July 19, 2014

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Maybe if you were Saul Bass and writing the rules

Shirey: my boss: "My design teacher in school always told me 'there are no rules [about design]!!!' I love that and have always stuck by that!!" - Um. There are rules. Don't stretch your type. 

Friday, July 4, 2014

vinstagram: don't you just love the people?

Strong hat game with Peter Lee at Amphora Diner

Bates, downtown Del Ray


Kat, Guajillo Cocina
Baker Nathan, Tokyo Black Porter
Trav & Rach. Wedding's in nine days! 

friday evening: today we celebrate our independence day

sounds like: one of the best: Dolly Parton's Jolene. Fall(ing) In Love with Phantogram. I don't want to fight it - The Feeling with The Knocks. Having Good Day(s) with Nappy Roots. Hearing it through the Kaiser Chiefs' Grapevine. Going to be the type of hope it never ends - BST FRNDS with Spirit Animal. 

tastes like: Great burger at Amphora Diner with Peter Lee. The fries were on point, as were the kid's meal pancakes we ordered when we saw them on a neighboring table. Hand-shaken iced coffee at Coffe Amouri. Peter Lee cracks me up. Remind me to tell you about his trip back from Denver. Even better, he should create a blog and tell you himself. I didn't grow up with brothers and, aside from my older male cousins, Peter Lee would be the closest I've come to having a brother. 

feels like: a. ohhhhhh, suddenly it all makes sense. Ah well, c'est la vie. b. This is fun and I'm going to see where it goes. c. I think I'm going to make mixtapes for people. d. It's the Fourth of July and fireworks are going off outside my window and I didn't do anything patriotic save for wearing red, white, and blue. Truth of the matter is, today was a chill Friday and I don't have enough of those. 

smells like: Summer peach lotion. I'm trying to live, breathe, and feel that summer peach scent. Summer is here. 

Photo via 6senseshawty

Friday, June 27, 2014

Steph: My friend was telling me how he made seafood stock and I thought, “hmm, I wonder if I can make fruit stock,” but then I was like, “I think that's just punch.”

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Thursday morning

sounds like: Hearing it through the grapevine with the Kaiser Chiefs and rockin' The Feeling with The Knocks (nonstop dance party ftw on Monday). You See Me, babe?

tastes like: Toothpaste. I just brushed my teeth. I wish I had time to bake a mess of biscuits.

feels like: So much to do before this weekend's Mid-Atlantic Food Writer's Symposium. It would figure that I have double managers' meetings today too. Ah well, looks like I'm going in early and leaving late. Life is pretty sweet otherwise. No complaints, other than bedroom being messy - but let's be honest, I complain about that any chance I get. That's what happens when you constantly have projects on your brain (and on your desk).

smells like: Lemon perfume. Feeling fresh.

Monday, June 16, 2014

me: Holy hell, it's so hot outside.
Nick the UPS Guy: Try working in a big brown oven.

Tonight! ASTR + The Knocks

9:30 Club, doors open at 7. You should be there, because I'm going to be there.

'cause I'm a good girl and you know it.