And I’m back. Always
have the best of intentions, but my day job is getting in the way of my dream
job and sucking all my energy away as it’s sucking away the hours of my day.
But I’m making a deal with myself and not opening the work laptop this weekend.
It’s going to be all about me me me!!! (Knock on wood).
So yes I’ve been off the blogosphere for a bit, but rest
assured I’ve had lots I’ve wanted to say.
(Does it count if I’m writing in my head?) There’s been some highs and lows. A trip to Texas. Finished reading a book. Started another. Cleaned my closet. Got a great pair of shoes. And yes, clearly
procrastinated with my writing for no good reason other than the fear. But then there’s this (so true):
So here we go again.
And here’s what I’m obsessed with this lovely (minus the humidity)
Friday:
#1 - Before Midnight:
Not enough words for how excited I am for the next
installment in the Before Sunrise/Before
Sunset movie series. I fell in love
with Ethan Hawke in Dead Poet’s Society. And then seeing him in Before Sunrise was my point of no return.
That movie made me believe in all of the romantic magic of
fate and destiny and the idea that one encounter…one day….can change
everything. And then he writes the book
about her in the hopes they will meet again.
And then do. (I might be crying a
bit right now. So damn great.)
Ethan and Julie Delpy are amazing together. I am a bit obsessed with Jesse and Celine. And I cannot wait to see what happens
next. There is something so sexy and
dreamy about spending one day just talking.
Letting all the passion build up. Having such an intense human
connection.
Hurrah to Ethan, Julie and Richard Linklater for doing it
all over again.
And if you haven’t seen these movies yet, first up I have to
say, FOR SHAME!!! And then I say get you
on Netflix and get on it. You won’t
regret it.
#2 - Book
Architecture:
I got this book after April’s Writers Digest Conference.
It’s essentially what it sounds like.
It’s a process of dissecting your book – organizing and revising your
manuscript by literally taking it apart (as in cutting up the pages with a
scissors, into the individual scenes) and then putting it back together again. Change the order. Toss what doesn’t work. Write what’s missing. Rewrite what’s almost working. Okay, so maybe that wasn’t exactly what it
sounds like unless you’re a writer and fan of architecture, but either way, a
few weeks after I bought the book and one round trip business trip to Dallas
afforded me the time to take a deep dive into the book.
The Legacy revision project is underway and I have my one agent lead on deck
when I’m done. I need to prioritize this
baby and get it done quicker than what I thought would be a fairly easy lickety-split
refi. But four months later and I *finally*
have a closing date for next week.
Ohthankgod! Word to the wise
fellow New Yorkers….don’t go co-op. They
have no respect for your time. Just
saying.
First up. Book
Architecture. Then I can deal with home
architecture.
#3 - Million Dollar
Listing – New York:
As a Bravo-addict I’ve seen endless commercials for this
show. And nothing about it really
appealed to me. I worked with brokers
for a decade and while I did have the good fortune to work with some really
great guys, I also got to meet the smarmiest of the smarm. Why would I want to watch this on TV? I lived the commercial broker life. I’ve worked with residential brokers and know
a lot of them are cut from the same smarmy cloth.
And then there was a marathon on earlier this week.
Bravo was ramping up for the season premiere which of course
requires playing all of last season’s episodes, what seems like non-stop. (Where are my Real Housewives reruns when I need them???). So Million
Dollar Listing…
Who am I kidding? Totally. Sucked.
In.
Egotistical dudes acting like frat boys with trust
funds. Ridiculous New York real
estate. Even more ridiculous clients who
bash the hell out of the most amazing $10M apartments with views of Central
Park that are so ridic they kind of look fake.
Oh, and best of all? Complete
male-bitch-fight drama between these custom-suit wearing, Rolex-watch-flaunting,
potty-mouthed, I-have-a-full-time-driver broker dudes.
Need more reasons to watch?
It’s grown men throwing drinks in each other’s faces. Jumping in the pool at the other broker’s
showing just to piss him off. (And, yes,
I wrote POOL. As in a NYC
apartment. With. A.
Pool.) It’s catty and ridiculous
and over-the-top and preposterous and dripping with self-absorbed egotistical
obnoxiousness. Which clearly makes it
ahh-may-zing. And you get to gawk at
Ryan’s bare ass in the season opener. In
case you needed a little nudity to pique your interest.
I have one word for you.
Watch.
The Met Ball:
Monday night. All the
fashiony fashion guys and gals hit the red carpet outside the Metropolitan with
the “Chaos to Couture” theme.
(bee-tee-dubs…cannot wait to see this exhibit and flash my member pass
to skip the line.) More on that
later.
For now, so much really cool fashion:
But where was Rachel Zoe? I miss her already. Which brings me to…
#5: The Rachel Zoe Project. As in “the end of”….
I read online that this season was the last. And I kind of
have no doubt because the season finale had “series finale” written all over
it. There were flashbacks. Voiceover retrospectives. And a closing shot of the cast that might as
well have been Kelly and Steve and Dylan and Nat dancing the night away at
David and Donna’s wedding. (I’m pretty
sure Mrs. Teasley was rocking out in the background somewhere.)
I’m so sad if RZ is really dunzo. For one, because I just love the show. Fashion.
Drama. Celebs. Hysterical catchphrases. Great style.
Paris. New York. Milan. LA. Award shows.
Photo shoots. Chanel. Jewelry. Over-the-top everything. Vintage shopping. I could go on and on.
I’m sad to see it go. Thank god I have all the old esp. from
iTunes. (Obsessed. Party of One.) And in the last two seasons there was Mandana
who I think just might be one of the coolest cool girls out there. What
can I say? She just rocks. And I barely had enough time to develop a proper
girl crush. I wanted to see what other
outfits she came up with. How she
continued to style her hair, which is the same general length of mine (bangs
included). But hers always looks so much better. And I want to know – does she still eat
Cheetos for breakfast? (She’s my hero.)
Is her ulcer finally gone? Is she
still working until midnight on Sundays?
(Hope not!)
My dream is that we’ll meet again. Like Jesse and Celine.
But hopefully it won’t take us nine years.
Until we meet again, there’s this. (Seriously.
Watch these movies. Now.)
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