The Rare Bulleted-List Blog Post

Thursday, January 28, 2010

There are a few things I want to tell you:
  • I went to a speakeasy tonight. Yep, a speakeasy, even though it's 2010, so there's no need for that underground bullshiz anymore. Still, because I've got respect for old-timey, hipstery stuff that only exists in big cities, I'm not even gonna tell you where it was. Sorry. What I will tell you is that I sat at a very small table with a very tall boy, & that we couldn't get in without reservations (disclaimer: I might be making this up, but I think it's true). And that I drank something pink topped with foam that turned out to be made of an egg white, which freaked me out more than a little - as in, I had to keep not telling myself ridiculous things like, "There's a chicken fetus in this beverage!" I also drank part of a Georgian mint julep that I couldn't finish because brandy is strong & apparently I'm a wuss. But the fact that I tried is big news because, hey, remember this?

  • I have a new scarf, located via CheapChicDaily & snagged for $7.99 on sale from New York & Company. It's faux, so don't get all PETA on me, but it's also sort of absurd, even for me. When I wear it, complete strangers sort of stare me down awkwardly, trying to determine whether I actually have a black squirrel or a skinny terrier draped around my neck. But lemme tell ya - it's warm, guys, & it makes me feel like a doddering old Jewish woman who lives in one of those senior living centers disguised as fancy apartments. (Clevelanders, I'm thinking Menorah Park. You dig?)

  • I've been going to bed circa 3:30 a.m. every single night for the past week. I don't know why, & I don't know how to stop. My body hates me, & I spend every morning wishing I were dead rather than awake. I also have to work all weekend - like, overnighters. Bottom line? My life is one big zombie invasion, minus the cool pop culture cred. Please send Ambien.

  • I'm eagerly awaiting the posting of photos from last weekend's urban photo shoot in NYC, courtesy of the lovely Wild and Crazy Pearl (who has not blogged since the 18th! AhemI'mwaitingahemmm). She had us do some fun things, like pose with Christmas lights at Cafe Lalo (it's from "You've Got Mail"!) & stop in the middle of crosswalks to capture that fun "Sex & the City" vibe. (Admission: I have never seen "Sex & the City." Ever.) She was kind enough to post a couple previews for me, including this one of me, sitting on strangers' steps & looking more than a little nervous because they'd just come to the door, presumably to inquire why I was sitting on their steps:
That's all. Nothing special. Just wanted to check in & tell you that I went to a speakeasy.


  1. thanks to the lovely commentator above who loved my photo (and to you for being such a willing subject). unlike you, i have been going to sleep at 9 and have no time to blog but SO MUCH to blog about. ah, crazy making. i promise to get more edited and up-and even a recap blog post-before the end of the weekend. xo

  2. The pink drink with an egg in it is called a Pink Lady. And it's made with gin. And I can't believe you drank it!

  3. A speakeasy? Cool!!

    And I do love that last pic, too!

  4. A speakeasy!? Cool. I want to go dressed as a glamorous 20's lady.

  5. my mom bought her self a real (oh the shame) fur neck warmer, she looks absolutely ridic wearing it. but she also attests to its warmth. good for you :)

    PS my word verification is Preppy, is your blogger stalking me?

  6. everything in the first bullet is true. that boy is tall.

  7. but..but..chicken fetus sounds so delicious...

  8. Um, you got to take a picture like something from You've Got Mail!? Color me jealous.

    There's a speak easy in my college town (apparently it's new? Why it's a new speak easy I have no idea) and I kind of want to go back just to try to get in.

  9. i SO WANT to go to a speakeasy. am terribly jealous.

  10. Um, I`m a little disturbed that you haven`t seen SATC (that`s sex and the city to you) at all. No episodes or the movie either... Oh dear.

  11. Was the speakeasy the Gibson on U St. or the PX in Alexandria? Both require reservations to put any doubts to rest.


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