P.S. This was hand delivered to me as I wrote my last blog post.
Someone out there must love me.. A LOT!
P.P.S. Yes, it is as good as it looks.
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Goodbye for the weekend, My Lovelies...
Good morning.. eeerrr afternoon!
It's been a long week and the last couple nights have been LATE!
I am feeling the pain from my workout earlier this week, exhausted from one too many late nights and sooooo ready for the weekend!
Tonight I am greatly looking forward to spending some quality time with a group of ladies I rarely get to see, started off by some of the best Chinese food in town (our hidden treasure)! Tomorrow starts off a brunch with one of my nearest and dearest, later to be followed by a fabulous 10th Anniversary party I am greatly looking forward to. A leisurely sunday will start slowly with a picnic in the park and ending off with my lovely church family, TGC.
I hope yours deems equally as full and serene as mine!
I will leave you with this music video recently put out by two of my favorite boys.. err men on the planet! They are like brothers to me. Andreas (lead singer) and Kristen (lead actor) are the brothers of my closest Friend Camilla. The Bevan family has been like my own for several years now. I spent a week on the southern coast of Norway with them last summer and am still living off the glorious music we created on that trip!
Love you, Bevans!!!
Check out The Falcons
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Dance
I love it when people dance or sing in public.
This little video made by the Iceland to encourage people to come visit
(and not be afraid of the big bad volcanoes)
just makes me happy.
Inspired by Iceland Video from Inspired By Iceland on Vimeo.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Wondrous Weekend
The weekend graced me with Brooklyn calling me back and greeting me with gorgeous brunching girls, family food festivals, promenade walks at sunset and days spent in bed.
Thank you, Jesus for a glorious ham egg and cheese croissant for under $6.00..
gotta love Brooklyn Brunches.
The Lebanese Festival is a tradition every year. I visit lovely Joy and Ian at their gorgeous apartment in Brooklyn Heights and we go together. This year I brought my dear Ashley along and we had such a wonderful time!
For those of you who don't know, I am Lebanese and felt so strangely at home with my people. The food was such a comfort to me and the oddly familiarity was warming to my soul.
Maybe next year, you can join us.
info here
Dear adorable, goofy guy that took this picture,
I know you thought we were a tourist family from England, but we are not. We actually are not related and Joy and Ian have New Zealand Accents.. not English. But, thanks for being chatty and hysterical. Maybe we will see you again next year!
The Brooklyn Promenade was breathtaking as the sun went down.
Yesterday, I spent the day in bed, resting, letting the warm breeze relax me.. watching the second half of Jane Eyre (EXQUISITE!) and then reading the last several chapters of the book and swooning all day. A lovely, relaxing sabbath.. exactly what I needed to start my week.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Happy Anticipation
On a happier note, I leave you today with this:
Le Blogotheque's take away show with Beirut.
I love Vincent Moon for his brilliant ideas and magical style of filmmaking.. and I LOVE Beirut!
Not only is this band.. not band.. named after the city of my ancestors, but the delightful music that is made, fills me with emotions and describes my heart completely.
Not to mention Zach's delightful smile. Love.
I still wait.. but I wait with happy anticipation.
More Africa updates tomorrow.
Ciao.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
More Brooklyn Love
See below:
A lovely poem that strikes me every time. Written by,
Brooklyn||NY||Manhattan
Awake, I rise and see in front of me
my
new
york
city.
Stunning in grandeous beauty and glowing in anticipation of the hugs streaming in from neighboring towns.
The city,
the city
the city... yearns to be loved.
Perfectly spaced inside the 11 by 8 foot frame a top a castle tower in the sky
I am mesmerized and inspired by your possibilities.
Awake, I walk out the door and into you my dear dear brooklyn.
Fresh in your winds that cover me,
I submerge myself in your love and allow you to cleanse my armor.
As I walk to your tunnel, I see the familiarity of Junior's and brooklyn's sweet sweet demeanor.
my guard let down,
my guard let down,
my heart smiles.
Protected, I bask in the moment.
My lil'vessel transports me
in
and up
and out on to the bridge.
Connecting me to my city as
queues up in my ear and new york city devours me.
It is a love hate with you new york city.
You push me
to bring change
but
brooklyn
pulls
me
home.
To the familiarity and solidairty of roots.
my roots.
my cultura.
my patria.
Typed into my birth, I read
Glenmore avenue,
east new york,
jewish hospital of brooklyn
Typed into my present I read
Manhattan Avenue,
upper west side,
property of columbus circle sunsets, central park sunrises.
Save me.
Choose me.
next stop, 42nd street Times square
I gasp in the internal dialogue that consumes me as I walk out.
4 stops off De Kalb, 20 minutes and I am in the thick of it.
Out of submersion I hear you say
But where?
where
my
new
york
city?
is it you
or is it Brooklyn
that
calls
me
home?
On this crisp morning in April I'll never know
but tattooed into my skin that bears the signs of your brass air
i read.
I AM NY and NY is me.
For The Love of Brooklyn
Brooklyn.
My first real adult apartment out of college was a 2500 square foot, artist studio loft, shared with two artists, in Brooklyn.
I was living in a room with canvas walls, and a massive, frosted, screen-less window that peered across an alley and looked straight into another artist's loft. I would wake every morning to see a stunning black woman wearing flowy skirts climbing ladders to reach the hight of her canvas with one of many pain brushes.
The loft was situated between Carrol Gardens and Park Slope, just far enough from each to be defined by being "around the corner from the South Brooklyn Casket Co. and across the street from the Russian Mafia."
I loved life in Brooklyn but hated the constant tension of feeling so far from Manhattan. I am one to fully live where I am. I hate commuting, I hate living somewhere and sleeping someplace else; I hate always wanting to be home, but home feeling so far away.
For now, I am a Manhattanite, but perhaps one day, I will fully live and love life again in Brooklyn.
Today, let us take a moment and celebrate Brooklyn and the pure joy of this delightful borough.
above images found here
above images found here
Friday, May 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Rose Cut Diamonds
I am not a girl that demands diamonds.
However, these rose cut diamonds make me weak in the knees.
found here
Sunshiny Day
The Sun has most generously graced me with her presence today; inside and out. Weather forecasters are proclaiming a 90 degree afternoon. To celebrate the spring and the soon coming summer I thought I'd share with you a blog by Sarah, a Brooklyn Florist who also sells lovely smelling soaps through her flower business. Her blog Saipua is a gorgeous vision of her life and business that is always covered in seasonal flowers. Enjoy.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Poets Day
"Piss Off Early Tomorrow is Saturday"
These fine fellas have revealed a brand of life I am lusting over.
They've opened an urban surf shop/coffee joint called Saturdays in Soho.
It is gathering a brilliant collaboration of New York City Surfers,
artists and neighbors that love their home here.
I stumbled upon their blog and fell in LOVE.
I grew up in Santa Barbara California on the beach, my dad has been surfing since he could walk and I've been submersed in ocean beach life since inception.
It is a dream of mine to finally figure out how to combine my California and my New York lives as one.
I cannot wait to sip coffee and talk surf at Saturdays and then plan a surf trip for Far Rockaway!
You in?
Enjoy the weekend and check out Saturdays!
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