Hair Daze

March 19, 2015













I think a good hair cut is as sweet for the soul as vacation.

I’ve mentioned before that I admittedly hop on the trend train, after a trend has been a trend for so long it’s officially no longer a trend. So, here I go. I’m desperate to change up my hair. I’ve spent years lusting after long, long hair. And now, just like I (regrettably) did one day in 2004, and (regrettably) did again in 2008, I’m about to chop it all off. Okay, well, I probably won’t chop it all off. I know myself better than that, and balls I do not have.

But you know, that whole lob trend. Well it may just be my time. Surely, the lob has been on hollywood’s hot list for long enough that it will no longer be a trend, and instead be a thing of the past, any day now. Just my time to jump.


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Life Calendars

March 18, 2015








I think plans are better shared, and things put in writing keep people accountable.

I’d be lying if I said the husband and I are “really busy” people. More often or not, our life moves at a comfortable clip. We work, we travel – him more than me – we go out, we meet friends, we have appointments, we make time to get outside, and time to simply sit back. Sure there are times, when I swear it’s still January… in March. And there are other times when it feels like it’s been weeks since I’ve had a moment to sit and talk with my husband. But really, we’re not that busy.

So it’s slightly sad and slightly funny and sure, it’s slightly annoying, when at least a few times a month we completely fail to communicate with each other about plans. It’s that – what do you mean you told so and so that we’d have them over for dinner tonight? Or – what do you mean you’re leaving Tuesday for New York, and won’t be home until next Monday? Yes, despite living together, and working together, something like that has actually happened before.

I think we’re relatively good communicators, and we’re both fairly organized – me more than him – and like I said, we’re not that busy. But we recently picked up a habit that I’m really digging. We started using a weekly calendar. A simple, small dry erase board. Where we write down who is traveling where. Who has class which night. When one of us will be going out to dinner with friends. And, for the nights we’re both home, what we’ll be eating for dinner.

It’s lovely. It makes me happy to sit down and plan out the week each Sunday. And it makes me feel half as with it as my older sister who keeps an entire month’s worth of her family’s time beautifully penned on her kitchen wall calendar.

I’m not there, yet, but it’s a start to staying on top of our time, and keeping up with each other.

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Categories: House & Home


March 17, 2015









I think every brick should be painted white, and taxidermy is way cooler when it’s fake.

We’re lucky to have two fireplaces in our home, one decorated with a beautiful header and mantle, the other surrounded by more brick than I’ve ever seen. At 10′ wide and 16’+ high, the brick buildout is most certainly the central focus of the family room, and as you might expect, I am – quite counter to my husband’s vision – dying to paint it white.

Color aside, we’ve also yet to agree on what the proper decor for such a large, focal point should be. One single, oversized piece of art or a gallery wall of gorgeous, assorted items. Should we agree to the latter, I will without a doubt be tossing a few faux mounts up there. I’ve always been open to (faux) taxidermy, and the white (or gold) look is all too… me.

Watch out walls. If I’m vetoed on the family room fire place, these faux mounts will be finding their way into another room soon.

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Quote: Say It In French

August 18, 2014


I don’t know much French. In fact I probably could count the words I know on one hand. But this sounds like a good approach to life. Miranda would agree, I’m sure.

Categories: Quotes

Sending Snail Mail

August 14, 2014



Everyone always says it, and I always knew it was true, but sending hand written cards really is good for the soul.

I’ve been trying to become a better, more consistently on time card sender for years. Literally years. And I think just maybe, it’s finally clicked. Last week after realizing just how sadly uninspired I’ve been lately, I went to the store and bought 7 cards: 1 birthday, 1 thank you, 1 sympathy, and 3 congratulations. I picked each card carefully, taking borderline too much time, and wrote a simple but thoughtful message to a handful of friends and coworkers.

The response I got was warming. It was a good reminder that a small gesture can go a long way. And the simplest things can brighten someone’s spirits.

Categories: Small Talk

Wedding Inspiration

August 13, 2014







Remember when Sean and Catherine got married, and she kept referring to her dream wedding as ‘adult sexy’? Of course you do, you Bachelorette obsessed freaks like me. Well, I don’t know what adult sexy looks like, and I certainly don’t want it anywhere near my wedding, but I have spent an unhealthy amount of time trying to nail down the prefect phrase to sum up our wedding vision.

I come up short every time. I can’t describe my vision in 3 words, despite the fact I’ve been asked to do this by every single vendor we’ve worked with over the last 6 months. I have not yet coined the perfect (albeit awkward) term like Catherine. And with less than 3 months to go and almost every decor decision well underway, I guess I probably never will.

We’re holding our wedding reception at a renovated, yet rustic barn in Maine. It will, by nature, feel rustic. It’s a random barn in Maine, after all. But I want people to see and feel the contradiction that I see in my dreams. I hope it feels like a New York City dinner party fell into the middle of this random barn in Maine. There will be no DIY. Nothing that screams Etsy. There will be no farm tables or crafty bunting or lemonade drinks in bell jars next to a chalkboard menu. There will a barn, yes. And then there will be white, and gold. Simple, classic and (hopefully) elegant decor decisions, dropped into the middle of a barn.

Can I describe my wedding vision in 3 word? Heck no. All I can do is hope that it’s as beautiful and filled with love as the scene in my head. And something else – I hope every guest walks into the barn, pauses, maybe chuckles and thinks: this is so Whitney.

Categories: Small Talk

Happiness Lately

August 8, 2014


It’s been two months and eight days since we left Manhattan. Packed up and drove 300+ miles away from the city.

We traded our one bedroom apartment in an UES elevator building for a single family home on a quiet suburban street. We wake up each morning in a house with guest rooms. We have a garage… for our cars. Our own fenced in yard. Everything we wanted, we have. Although it still feels a bit like a mystery. Like someone else’s dream come true.

Life in western New York is quiet. We fall asleep to the crickets, and frogs. I think. I actually have no idea what the animals or bugs are making the noise, but it’s quiet. There’s an occasional train in the distance, but its nothing like the constant noise of New York. We don’t hear taxis fighting with street lights and miseducated drivers. We don’t hear drunks thrashing about on the sidewalks. We hear peace, and quiet at night. And peace, and quiet in the morning. We drive ourselves to work and to run errands. We can turn left, or right out of our street – either way we see sprawling farms. Fields growing endless acres of corn and soybeans and who knows what else. Working barns and historical barns alike litter the roads, and the village is lined with trendy restaurants, coffee shops and boutiques. Town hall is an old brick building, positioned in the center of town, and an old clock tower stands tall across the street. It may, or may not ring on the hour. I have no idea.

Life up here is quiet, but it’s filled with the kindest people who stop to say hi to you in the supermarket. People who slow down and let you go when you’re waiting to pull out of a side street. The families we’ve met around town are smart, (somewhat surprisingly) successful. The majority of the moved here just like us. 20, 30 years ago – fleeing the city. Determined to try suburban life for a year or two, but decided to never turn back. Now a days they pride themselves on their work life balance. Their children. The fact that they never missed a baseball game because everyone leaves the office at 5. They talk about their summer homes on the lake and endless days at the country club.

It’s only been two months and eight days since I’ve lived in western New York, but I have to say it’s been pretty damn wonderful.

Categories: Small Talk


August 7, 2014






There’s no worse time in one’s life to feel completely, utterly uninspired than shortly after buying a new home. Oh, unless you’re simultaneously trying to plan a wedding. But you gotta start someplace. Right?

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Quote: Magic is something you make

November 25, 2013


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On My Nails: hors d’oeuvres by essie

November 24, 2013


If you follow me on Instagram this will be old news, but I’ve fallen completely head over heels with the new essie encrusted treasures collection. It is full of sparkly choices, but more importantly – these bottles are bringing the texture. Texture, people! Apparently nail art is out, and texture is in. So I suggest you track down one of these colors and hop on the texture train.

The color I’m wearing is essie encrusted treasures in hors d’oeuvres. I mean, it’s platinum gold with iridescent silver glitter, what else do you need during the holiday seasons?

Categories: Fashion & Beauty