P.S. I also have terrible handwriting and can't draw to save my life. But I can make chocolate orange cake so these things don't bother me that much.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
You Might Be Getting One Of These
KimoYES

I've recently realized that there is a small silk-kimono shaped hole in my heart and I'm pretty sure this Natori is the only one that will fit. It will be perfect for our soon-to-be-completed deck which will from this point forward only be referred to as the lanai. And then I and my beautiful silk kimono can lounge on our lanai in sunglasses (to hide hangovers, of course) and drink tea and (if we're feeling up to it) drink bloody marys and mimosas and eat cheesecake and spy on neighbors.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Baking Bread
Cooks Illustrated I tell you. God's. Gift. To. Hannah. Almost No-Knead Bread. Because for serious, f*ck Mark Bittman and his shenanigans.
Get a 14 day trial membership or buy the damn magazine. For me. Or you. Whatever.
Pies, Apple. For Hannah

Cooks Illustrated is the best and most wonderous food magazine. It is. So. GOOD.
I think I need to eat this skillet apple pie. Please.
Glass, Ribbon, Paper, SEQUINS
I went a bit nuts over the last two days on the couch. My kitchen looks like Whoville and the dining room is on it's way. Admittedly the house if filled with fabric and ribbon and paper and glitter and looks absolutely filthy (cleaning commences in earnest this afternoon, the bachelorette etc need clean sheets and towels and places to sit and eat). I decided that since my Christmas card list is relatively short I could man up and make them myself so the house has to be deglittered (cards will be shown once the kitchen is clean, this is my resolution).

Tuesday, December 1, 2009
For My Hair

I would like some of these gorgeous clips from Ruthie Sayles. Her house is one of my absolute favourites ever featured on Design*Sponge's Sneak Peak. Its amazing. Go look at it.
Best Christmas Movies EVER: Meet Me In Saint Louis
Meet Me In Saint Louis was my favourite movie as a little girl. I watched it over and over and over again with my little sisters and when I lived in England by myself my mum sent it to me and I watched it and cried a lot. It shouldn't be watched alone. I might wait until I get to my parents house to watch it this year. It should be watched snuggled with sisters and a mum.
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