new york adventure account #2 (aka the day i lost my mind)

 first off, let me say this lest you think i have come to new york with no ambitions beyond roaming around and wasting money: my store opening starts wednesday, after which i will have minimal time to do anything PLUS the apartment construction makes me want to spend as little time at home as possible.
 today i decided to venture into manhattan in the hopes of finding some affordable cute shoes and a sweater or two at topshop. here's what i did instead:

i got off the train at spring street and realized that i was super close to creatures of comfort.

better check it out, right? it is one of my check-everyday websites. the store itself is really cute and spacious. the clothes/shoes/jewelry are amazing and out of my price range. the sales dude was precious and very friendly. btw, i still am surprised to see guards at boutiques like this. i may have made a purchase. anyway, on to opening ceremony...

they have added another store next to the original (see stairs) which houses mostly alexander wang and accessories from what i can gather. i generally prefer their house brand to the labels they carry in the store (maybe because i can come closer to affording them?). this is another place i frequent online. they use their employees as models on their website, so every time i go in i have a "hey, i know you" minute. that said, there is a really cute boy modeling mens stuff who i have yet to run into, but would very much like to know. anyways, i might have made a purchase here as well.

 at this point, i decided that i was being a ridiculous person and should probably head back to the train.

instead,  i went to the no.6 store. 

this is the home of those awesome clogs. you know, these:

and these:

and these:

while i was browsing around, i eavesdropped (can't help it) on kirsten dunst's assistant pulling some clothes for her as she is in town for a movie premiere. she pulled a canvas-y scarf and a loose-knit mohair sweater while i was there. i could possibly have made a purchase. back to brooklyn.

 for reasons i'd rather not disclose, i decided to venture over to roebling tea room for some tea and lunch/dinner (what do you call a meal at 3:00?).

this place was really cute and cozy despite the dude behind the bar with a nasty look on his face. the waitress was nice, and my food was tasty. not super expensive either. 

 after that, the story goes drastically downhill because i decided to walk around a bit and got really lost in an area that was weird and scary. once i finally figured out where i was and started walking, i was accompanied almost the whole 20 minute (!!!) trek home by a man in shorts (it's cold!) singing some sort of gospel hymn. the end. lets hope i can make rent.  

just shoot me

i fucking hate these shoes:

i hate to be so negative, i really do, but every blogger in blogville has been raving about these jeffrey campbell nasties for months now and i've HAD it. barf-o-rama.

new york adventure account #1

LIFE UPDATE: i'm in new york now. my apartment is awesome (well, it will be when they are done renovating the kitchen), and my store opening starts next week, so no more bouncing around all over manhattan. i'm mildly homesick, but things have definitely been worse. oh, and it's cold. also, i've been eating out alone some, which is weird (ian: check your phone more often).

anyway, today i decided to venture over to CB i hate perfume, which is a couple of blocks from my apartment. i love perfume, and i am constantly searching for a signature scent. that sounds terribly cheesy but this is a real quest that i have been on for years.

 i knew of the company, but i didn't know much about it. what i found out: the company is the project of christopher brosius, formerly of demeter (although he refuses to speak about his time with the company--mystery!) and creator of their award-winning fragrances "dirt" and "snow".
the store itself is tiny and white, with walls of shelves-- on the right side are the blended perfumes and on the left are the accords -- single note fragrances that are nothing if not shockingly realistic (think roast beef, chewing gum, doll head, rubber cement). serious willy-wonka-ness happening on the left side, btw.

i only had a little time to spend in the store (i had to meet mr. time warner cable !!!), but it would be easy to spend hours there.... i mean there are 4 different types of tobacco accord alone, but i did manage to leave with Winter 1972, one of the blended perfumes. probably not going to be the one, but it smells really nice and clean and snow-y. ok, that's it. tomorrow's adventure will be the laundromat, but i doubt i'll be blogging about that one.

i'm all over the map

ok, phase 1 of my ridiculous move is complete (i'm not sure how many phases there will be). this means that all of my worldly belongings save one suitcase are in a giant truck somewhere, and i am in louisiana. i actually wish i could stay here a little longer, i forget how much i love and miss my family, my bestie nicki, and her family. anywayz, i promise this lame-o blog will get way more exciting once i get to new york. i pinky-swear it.

today:

no. thank. you.