Stunna Heels

This entire summer has been leading up to now, the end, and what better way to celebrate these months of hard, unpaid, work than with some designer shoes. Christian Louboutin's to be exact. My pair is white and outrageous and I couldn't love them any more. I got them on sale at the Bergdorf Goodman summer sale (for the low price of $170, really not THAT bad). Can't wait to debut them at Harpo's back home. Show-Me-State here I come!

Sparkle and Shine

And so begins my LAST weekend in the city. I really can't believe its over. Where on earth did the time go?!?! Thankfully, we have this weekend packed so we won't have to think about leaving. Caitlin's bachelorette party at Lipps (ah drag queens), the beach, and epic party times are sure to ensue. Can't wait. And did I mention that I painted my nails purple AND sparkly for the occasion?Stunning. Sounds like someone is ready to put their sassy pants on : ).

Clarification

It has been brought to my attention that the below "derriere" looks like it could possibly belong to yours truly. Alas, it does not. Sorry boys maybe next time. : )

Crispy Like Fried Chicken

This is just about what my booty looks like right now...note to self, once you apply sunblock, it DOES NOT protect you infinitely from the sun, apparently you must reapply this stuff to make it work...who knew?

Anyways, we spent the entire day at Long Beach on Long Island, NY and I must say it was an incredibly pleasant surprise. Very east cost with the rocks and the choppy waves but it was so nice to get out of Manhattan and relax. Very excited to go back next week.

That's all for now as I need to go douse myself in aloe and perhaps die. I could barely even shower...it's that bad.

For crispy legs and bad tan lines, 

Me

Soundtrack

So, no matter what, everyone walks everywhere with their Ipod in. Its crazy, we're all going to be hearing impaired by the end of this madness. Alas, I have succombed and really enjoy my morning walks to work fueled by my new love Barney's Coffee (thank you Caitlin!) and my ever present Ipod. Playing now? Colbie Caillat...seriously. Its a little girly and sort of embarrassing when people see my Ipod but "Fallin' For You" and "Something Special" are sort of the soundtracks to my summer. Makes be feel like I'm in a movie, and shouldn't every day be like that?

Fallin' for NYC

This past week has flown by. I'm not really sure where all the time has gone...I still can't believe I only have 2 weeks left here, crazy. Soon I'll be back to recruitment, triple wells, late nights, and best friends and I can't wait. But a little part of me has fallen in love with this city and the person I've become here. Its truly changed my life. 

I've always considered myself independent and adventurous, but New York City has put those assumptions to the test and I think I've really become the person I always thought I was. The city will do that to you, everyone should try it once in their lives. Move somewhere crazy and let yourself be the person you might be scared to be at home. I highly recommend it : ).

Anyways, tonight we're taking vino and going to Central Park for a New York Philharmonic concert and fireworks, can't wait to fall in love a little more : ).

More later,

H

I Just Don't Understand...

Disclaimer: any young readers should be aware that the above picture contains "inappropriate material". But hey MOMA calls it art so why shouldn't we? (sarcasm noted)

Today, Mal,  Afton, Carrie, and I conquered the Museum of Modern Art on the Upper West Side. Being more accustomed to the likes of Monet, Rodin, and a little Picasso here and there, I wasn't expecting this to be much different. Alas, I was very mistaken. Apparently one can rip out a piece of blank paper, scribble on it with a sharpie, and don't forget to add the aforementioned "phallic symbol" and voila, you've got art! 

Now, I am a fairly "artsy" person, I mean I was an art history major for an entire semester and I just can't wrap my head around this form of art. Granted there were some beautiful pieces in the museum (Warhol, and Starry Night), but all in all the most I gathered from MOMA was that modernist painters are complete pervs. End of story.

On a more appropriate note, we then ventured to the Bastille Day celebration on 60th St. near the park. It turned out to be more of a glorified street fair but we did acquire some delicious crepes (spinach and mozzarella mmmm) and enjoyed them at the fountain in the park...very chic. 

Tomorrow starts one of my last weeks at a + o. Its so weird that I only have three weeks left here, I feel like its only been a day! 

Miss you,

H