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My Surratt Beauty Experience at Barneys

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Surratt Beauty It’s been ages and ages and ages since I wrote about my desire to try out Troy Surratt’s beauty line, but shortly before I went away, the day finally came for me to head to Barneys and experience the works. I had tried a couple of the products in the line here and there, but I really wanted to immerse myself in the full Surratt Beauty experience. And oh, did I ever.

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The Search for the Perfect Red: By Terry Rouge Terrybly in Terrific Rouge

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Ever since I first tried it on in October, I’ve been dreaming of By Terry Rouge Terrybly in Terrific Rouge. (Say THAT ten times fast.) Terrible name aside, at $49 a pop, By Terry Rouge Terrybly lipsticks are an investment, even when you are employed. So it took me a while to work my way round to getting this.

And, guys? I’m in trouble. I want this formula in every color now. And I’m saying this about a lipstick, a RED lipstick, that’s not matte!

By Terry Rouge Terrybly in Terrific Rouge

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Meet me in Montauk

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is one of my favorite movies of all time. The story is so interesting and different (and who among us hasn’t wanted to utilize the service?), the directing is so innovative, and it’s just about a perfect movie, to me. I know it pretty much by heart at this point, and I cry at the same line, every single time.

Ever since the first time I saw it, I wanted to go to Montauk, like in the movie. Ideally, it would be waking up in the morning, calling in sick, deciding to go. And it would ideally have snowed. To reenact the scene accurately.

(It would not be my first time. I’ve done the same in Cardiff with Doctor Who and Montmartre with Amélie [of course].)

But years passed, and it’s harder to convince friends to call in sick and go with you than you’d think. 😉

So when Rose asked me on Thursday night if I wanted to go to Montauk on Friday, I really didn’t have to think very hard about my answer. Especially since it was a bittersweet thing; it would be our last mini adventure for a while, because I start a new job tomorrow. (I pretty much knew I was getting it, but it wasn’t official till Wednesday. And I had told her earlier in the week I really wanted to go to Montauk before I started my job, and she amazingly obliged.) Good news/bad news, eh?

Because I had to be home early on Friday, we had to leave super early. Like, super early. I still can’t believe she agreed to it, but agreed to it, she did!

DSC_1313I mean REALLY early. It still looked like this when she picked me up. From New Jersey.

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These photos are unedited. So maybe seeing the sky look this pretty made the early call time worth it?

DSC_1320Even the drive was scenic.

DSC_1321Maybe I should get up this early every day? Or not. 🙂

about three hours later, we were finally in Montauk. Understandably, our first stop was for coffee.

DSC_1324Montauk Bake Shoppe boasts the best coffee in Montauk. It was pretty damn good, that’s for sure.

We regrouped in the car, trying to figure out: now that we were in Montauk, what did we want to DO in Montauk?! I obviously wanted to walk on the beach by the house like they did in the movie.

OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS. THE HOUSE ISN’T EVEN IN MONTAUK!! (I know, right?!)

Luckily, it was in Easthampton, which we had to go through on our way back.

But first, we were in Montauk, and determined to see something there. So we headed for the lighthouse.

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Knitting is cool

No, really, it is. All cool people knit. Also, I’ll have more proof below.

On Thursday, I met up with my dear circle of knitters, Julie, Hannah, and Dagmar, and I talked Ashley into coming as well. Our usual haunt is Joe’s Coffee, and I think the baristas are just bemused by us. (Also, we buy one drink each and hog the big table for hours. Also, they’ve heard all the details of my non-dating life. :p )

DSC_1305We do kind of take over. But at least we’re entertaining!

DSC_1306Tablets were basically invented to make knitting easier. Also, how lovely is Dagmar and I want Ashley’s hair!

DSC_1307Truth in advertising!

DSC_1308The progress on my scarf. (It really should have been done by now. 🙁 )

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Julie’s daughter is the luckiest little girl in the world!

DSC_1311Knitting can combine interests.

DSC_1312Ashley is trying to have her One Ring cowl ready for the Hobbit premiere!

20131114_172400_1Proof that knitting is cool: Even Chanel knits. 😀

Do you meet up with friends who share common interests? Do you have a favorite coffee shop? Do you knit? What are you working on right now?

Turning Japanese

Look, I’m a New Yorker. It takes a lot to get me to go to New Jersey. But Rose, being from New Jersey, found a way to tempt me. (Besides for fair play, since she comes into New York all the time. But, I mean, come on.)

I had heard about the Japanese supermarket Mitsuwa several times before, but Rose was always telling me about the amazing cosmetics and skincare items they have there (including overpriced Bioderma), and so we planned an outing whereby I get myself to Hoboken.

Naturally, hilarity ensued, when I got there and texted her that I was there. And then waited for 15 minutes. Then got a text from her telling me she was just walking around Sinatra Park. My actual response to her was, “You speak like I know what or where that is.” She told me to walk towards the water. I said, again, I had no idea where that was. She told me to walk to this clock tower I saw. Except, the PATH Station was in my way. I didn’t know how to get around it.

Yes, she had to come get me.

But it was worth it, because the view was gorgeous. (I maintain, the best part of New Jersey is the view of New York. 😉 )

DSC_1252Kiss my ass, Banksy. I like it!

DSC_1254Even though the skyline will never look the same to me.

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Switching keys to low

My day yesterday was a lot more chill. I met Ashley (my lovely model) in the city for coffee, knitting, and boy scoping.

20131007_153032_1Me en route. (Look out for my forthcoming review of the lipstick I’m wearing!)

Ashley and I are both on budgets, so one of our favorite places to meet up is at the Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, especially now that they’ve introduced their app card—buy 6 drinks, get the 7th free! take that Starbucks!—but only at the Broadway location. (I just don’t want you going into another location and thinking I lied. 😉 )

20131007_172013_1So many of the best things in life on one table.

We both brought along some knitting. And by the time we were finished, I had negative progress. (I had forgotten to bring some supplies with me, tried to make it work, and then had to undo everything I had done that day. Go me!) But we were sitting right next to these people who came in and seemed to give some kind of seminar on business management, so maybe I subconsciously absorbed some of it and now I can go out and make my fortune! (Or not. I’d spend it all, anyway.)

Lots of caffeine and giggles were had all around.

Where are your favorite places to just chill with friends? And what’s the strangest thing you’ve overheard while there?

Une mini virée en voiture de septembre 2013!

Hmm. Would you say “de septembre”? Any French speakers out there?

Anyway, Mini Road Trip September 2013!!

Okay, readers. This is the entry that is going to test whether my blog experiment is going to work, because this is the first one in which I bring in one of my divergent loves: football. Take a deep breath. I promise, it will be okay. There will be things to redeem it. I promise you. Photos will prove it.

Anyway, months and months ago, I bought tickets to see the international friendly match between the Portuguese and Brazilian national football teams, two of the best teams in the world. Also, two countries from which a few of the players on “my” team originate from. Cue excitement at the rare chance to see them play on American soil, even if it did mean I had to trek up to Foxborough, Massachusetts from New York to do it. Also, cue disappointment when two of my favorite players got injured before the match and had to pull out.

Actually, that shouldn’t have really mattered, since due to monetary difficulties (I’m currently unemployed), I thought we were selling the tickets. One deadbeat eBay buyer later, it was the day before the match, and a different friend (with a car!!) stepped up and the most spontaneous mini road trip ever was spawned.

Even though it’s not quite autumn yet, it is always a special thing to see autumn in New England, so I was quite excited. When I was younger, my family and I spent many a Thanksgiving up in Boston, and I have a dear friend in Worcester, so I was very glad to get back in the neighborhood. My friend, Rose, also went to university nearby, so we were going to stop off at her college town on our way back.

The match was a lot of fun, no surprise. I was rooting for Portugal, but alas, they lost. Here is why football is nothing to fear:

IMG_20130910_232852Here I am, missing one of our players who was injured, Cristiano Ronaldo. (He also happens to be one of the best players in the world, nbd.) I scavenged this wondrous thing after the Real Madrid v Chelsea match in Miami in August during the ICC tournament. Can you believe someone left this on the floor after the match?! Thank you very much to the several guys who felt the need to tell me that he wasn’t with the team that night, because I’m a girl and I obviously know nothing about sports or the players. And to the guy who offered me a whole dollar for my Cris head: Dream on!

DSC_0505See, football is okay, it has cute kids!

DSC_0516Cute kids holding flags questioning their life choices. (I’m talking to you, mister Righthand Corner.)

DSC_0548They are judging you for your skepticism. Yes, you. (Fábio Coentrão and Pepe)

DSC_0550Football has scenarios that play out like a Shakespearean tragedy. On the left, staring at a body on the floor. In the middle, praying to the heavens. On the right, well, I don’t think they looked like that in Shakespeare’s time, but you get my drift. Also, the guy between number 17 (Nani) and the abs, I adore your expression.

DSC_0556Football has handsome, well-dressed managers (Paul Bento) who suffer in the heat for style.

DSC_0551Football has some of the best hair you could ever want to see. On the right, beautifully full (Nélson Oliveira. In the middle, curls out of control (David Luiz). On the right, mohawk (Raul Meireles). There is something for everyone!

DSC_0577It also has players that travel faster than the speed of…my camera. :p (Hélder Postiga)

DSC_0586“Damn, she caught me.”

IMG_20130910_233609And football is nothing if not based on tradition.

And that’s without the exciting play! (That’s a lot harder to photograph. That’s all it is. Really.)

With the sport part of the trip under our belt, we set off the next morning for Amherst, Massachusetts to revisit some of Rose’s old university haunts.

20130911_101712_1But not before saying goodbye to Oliver. Who was having none of it.

Now, if you’re an American like me, you absolutely adored the film Amélie. (The French are amused at our mass infatuation with it.) Many years ago, I won a rubber duckie playing skeeball in Coney Island, and he became my travel companion, à la the garden gnome in Amélie.

P1000011Sadly, I seem to have lost Dirk somewhere in Paris when I was there in July. 🙁

I have been trying out a replacement for him, which you will see below. I’m still undecided. On the one hand, it’s a plastic cutout of my favorite player’s face (Xabi Alonso), and, so, naturally adorable. Still, he’s no Dirk. And he needs to be propped up. He can’t just sit places on his own like my Dirk. (Oh, Dirk, I hope you are happy in Paris, I miss you so!)

Anyway, back to the trip. As one must, we pulled over to the side of the road for some natural splendor.

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DSC_0593That’s Quabbin Reservoir in the distance.

Our first stop in Amherst was at the Lone Wolf, where Rose has fond memories of chowing down.

20130911_134815_1Xabi needed a cold glass of water.

Next stop was at Rao’s Coffee, for a really fantastic cup of Joe. We may not be university students anymore, but we still need our coffee!

20130911_141313_1Street art along the way. Can you tell it’s a university town? 😉

20130911_140601_1Xava Alonso, ladies and gentlemen. (Get it? Xabi? Java? Coffee?)

DSC_0595Amherst was quaint. And cute.

Our last stop was at UMASS Amherst itself, so we could go into the student shop for Rose.

20130911_143734_1Collegiate Xabi.

After that, we stopped off for some yummy ice cream, and that was it. Time to hit the road for good. It was really fun for me to relive Rose’s nostalgia with her, because I stayed home for college, and so I never had this experience.

I always get sad when fun things are over. I had thought it was because of the anticipation involved, but this trip had no anticipation, ha. But we had a great time on the trip home, listening to music and being dorks.

Hey, Rose, I’m ready for the next one! 😉 C’est parti!

(Please note: All photos are mine. Please do not use without permission.)