Rambles

I’ve read four books this year. Why am I letting my brain atrophy, you ask? There’s no acceptable reason, so I’ve made a list of the books I’m going to read through the end of the year. I’m looking forward to all of them, but mostly Travel Light, Move Fast by Alexandra Fuller.

Alexandra Fuller has become one of my favorite writers and I’m glad she has a new book! I hate it when I fall in love with an author and they stop writing. When I found Bill Bryson I greedily consumed every one of his books. Same with Peter Mayle, Caprice Crane, and Jen Lancaster (before she was unbearably obnoxious). And in the last few years, Alexandra Fuller. I still have a few books of hers that I have yet to read. I’m taking my time, though. I get sad when there are no more books to read by my favorite authors.

This morning I woke up really early to go to Target, and when I walked out of the door the humidity punched me in the face. I’ve been trying not to complain about the humidity because it makes my skin look plump and glowing and smooth with no effort. But it sucks for everything else. A couple of weeks ago I went to the apparel mart downtown and after finding parking, getting lost between the multiple buildings that make up the mart, shopping, then trying to find my parking spot I had to go home and shower again. In the middle of the day. The humidity is oppressive. Bring on October.

I did find some nice home decor items at the mart, though. I’m currently looking for a new desk, but I want to try buying a used one–or making one. My cousin is a natural with that kind of stuff and maybe I can get her to help. Or maybe her talent will rub off on me! Anyway, I went to Target this morning to see if they carried the robot mop. The Roomba vacuum is pretty life-changing, so I want the mop version, too. But it’s still relatively new, so I think I may wait until more versions have been released. Target didn’t have it anyway.

Okay, now I feel like I’m just rambling because I don’t really have that much to talk about! Next time I’ll let you know how I liked the book!

Bisous !

Stuff I Love

I own about six silk robes now. SIX! I used to hate “slippery” fabrics but now I can’t get enough—in the form of robes. I still hate “slippery” pajamas. But there’s just something about a shower or bath and a silk robe that makes my whole night. I recently bought this one

white robe

from Kim + Ono and I wear it almost every night. How gorgeous is that peacock?!

Wanna know something else I’m completely taken with? The artwork of Boriana Mihailovska. I’ve already bought three pieces (I’m still trying to find the perfect frame for the last piece I bought).

Boriana

The third piece I bought is 18″x 24″ and will go on the wall behind (and above) these two eventually, but I’m still ruminating on whether that’s the best setup. Ya know? I want to make sure they are displayed perfectly because I love them so much! Also not one hundred percent sure if these are the perfect frames–I keep second guessing myself–but they’re the ones I like best so far.

I went to Paris on Ponce to find a large vintage-looking floor mirror, and I found a couple that I really liked but— Guys, I’m just really afraid of mirrors, ok! My older cousins tortured me when I was little with Bloody Mary and I can’t stand large mirrors! I mean, I love the way they look, but I do not like the fact that they could be a gateway to the ghost of Bloody Mary! Buying one, living with it, and just getting over this ridiculousness would likely be cheaper than going to therapy, so that’s probably what I’ll end up doing. I’m nothing if not frugal. But part of me wants to go to therapy just so I can send my cousins the bill. Jerks.

Tracee Ellis Ross. I love her! She’s so feminine–but still goofy, and I’m obsessed with ninety percent of her fashion looks. I don’t know what I’ll do if she ever decides to stop posting on Instagram. What will I do?! I don’t even want to think about it.

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I mean, look at the glowing skin and bright lip! Legendary.

That’s all for now! À la prochaîne !

Mission Accomplished

I completed my bed project. It’s comfortable and plush and lux just like a hotel bed you never want to leave. And in the mornings now, I don’t want to leave it. Seems I didn’t think this all the way through.

The addition that made the most difference to my bed was the mattress topper I bought. It’s three and a half inches of memory foam, and oh man, it’s heavenly. It has made my bed almost as high as the beds that used to be at my grandma’s house and that makes me laugh a little every time I get in. Are high beds a deep south thing? I don’t recall anyone else I know having beds that high.

I didn’t have to work today, and that’s lucky because I was in a blind, homicidal rage also known as PMS and there’s nothing of note to complain about right now but I was still in a funk and holding back tears all morning and then the cramps would spring up periodically that were so painful they would stop me in my tracks and AAAAGGHHHHHH! So after I got all of my necessary errands done, I went back home, climbed into my splendid bed, and watched every single second of the Michael Cohen testimony while scrolling through Twitter to read hilarious (but also informative!) commentary on it in real time. It was just what the doctor ordered. That’s not to say that I’m feeling tons better, but at least the psychotic fury has passed. Also, Twitter is always good for a few good belly laughs when you really need them (it’s also a cesspool that will make you buy extra locks for your doors and windows and make you think that most people are soulless lunatics, so I wouldn’t get addicted, if I were you!).

Tonight is fish taco night in the Toppsy Turvy household. I bought cilantro and cotija cheese so it’s gonna be very authentic. And I’m finally going to have the chance to use my new food processor and make the fish taco sauce! Things are looking up.

Talk later, kids!

Cookies & Marshmallows

Okay, so I failed at making the macarons. Quelle surprise! But my goddaughter and I did make delicious sugar cookies and cupcakes doused in edible glitter, and they were beautiful. I’m not saying that her snacks were better than anyone else’s, but… They were.

It’s obviously not a competition.

But if it were, we won. That’s all I’m saying.

I also volunteered to be one of the class helpers to assist with the Valentine’s Day party. My heart almost burst open because of all the cuteness going on in that classroom as they exchanged little cards and sweets with each other. Then they consumed all that sugar and turned into tiny psychopaths, so I got the hell out of there as quickly as they would let me.

I escaped (mostly) unscathed and went to Macy’s.

I’ve become extremely invested in making my bed feel like a cloud…or a marshmallow. I just want it to be so comfortable that one just relaxes immediately and completely. Saturday mornings buried under thick, soft blankets watching Three’s Company and King of Queens? That’s one of life’s greatest pleasures. So recently I bought a duvet cover that is so soft on the skin and gorgeous to look at. It’s by Calvin Klein and in the same material (modal) that they make their men’s t-shirts. I’m in love with it. I bought it from Macy’s, and since Macy’s was having a Valentine’s Day sale I went to see what else I could find to make my marshmallow bed dream a reality. I fell in love with decorative pillow shams that are the same color as the duvet (I’m going for a monochromatic look), but a different texture. I picked up two of them and continued shopping. When I finally noticed the price of the shams, I was stunned. One hundred and twenty dollars. For ONE PILLOW SHAM.

Now, I hate shopping with my mom because she is truly shocked by the price of everything, so tell me honestly if I’m slowly becoming my mother, but… I don’t think I am! Do pillow shams on average usually cost $120?! Have years of exclusively shopping at IKEA and TJ Maxx skewed my perception of real prices? Jeez. Whatever, I sucked it up and bought them because they were half off, but I still believe sixty bucks for one pillow sham is kinda steep.

Today I steamed the wrinkles out of them and put them on my bed, and, kids… I still feel like I was extorted but they are gorgeous and I’m very happy with them, so… I don’t know–I suppose I got what I paid for. I also bought a mattress pad (for added comfort) and a blanket (for layering). I think I’m almost there. Perhaps some really soft sheet sets are all I need to complete the dream. I just wish I had known ahead of time how much this dream was gonna cost me!

G’bye!