Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Word to your Mother, Earth

I've got a few words for Mother Earth. In honor of Earth Day, I thought I'd share them.
Giving. Rebirth. Forgiving. Breathtaking. Historical. Practical. Inspiring. One. Need. Change (forever a favorite). Constant. Wonder. Endangered.

Dear Green genies,
Take the time today to commune with the Earth and all that it does, give, feel and need. Take the long walk home, sort the recycling, ditch the plastic bag (once and for all), consume less - way less, go natural, unplug the hairdryer, TV and coffeemaker. Then, support a local farmer, eat organic, catch public transit, look up and still don't litter.

Happy Earth Day. Green's still the new black.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Red is green-er.

It's a good thing OPI is dibutyl phthalate (DBP) and toluene-free as I have three (yes, three) coats of Thrill of Brazil, or known in Suite 200 as gpr red, on my nails. Sometimes you have to take a break from the grays, violets and navys of the polish world and paint it red.

As I paint (and work) am listening to The New by Interpol.

Thanks to Sara Hathcoat of Daisy Princess Paperie for the above illustration of moi!

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Pink confection.

I'd like to think tax day would be a wee bit more tolerable if I walked to mail my taxes (and my check) in these Givenchy cut-out boots. Nothing like a [double] shot of hot pink to set you right. I guess I'll never know.

Photo courtesy of net-a-porter.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

My cup runneth over, and then some.

There are things that are hard to give up: high heels, shopping, the occasional swear word. And then there are things that are haaaaaaaaaaard to give up: wine, music, coffee, the occasional swear word. (Kidding on that one, I actually have an extremely clean mouth.)

Well, for the last 40 days and nights and what seemed like a million mornings, I went without. Without coffee, that is. I figured this Lenten season, I'd go big or go back to Christmas. Coffee it was. One coffee-doesn't-do-anything-for-me (clearly under-caffeinated) person actually had the nerve to respond, "But, it's just coffee." Wrong. It's never been "just coffee" to me. It's been about the ritual, the time, the constant, if you will. Oh, it's about the taste, and aroma, and the perk as well, but it's more about the comfort in the cup.

The great coffee fast of 2009 ended Sunday and did I run (in heels) to the nearest barista - my own French press? No. I'd found a new ritual of reflection and prayer. Is it a substitute for my beloved act of making/buying/drinking coffee and other various espresso drinks? No, but it is a necessary addition. Not as an insignificant "side;" my morning of meditation is more of the cream in the coffee I learned to like black, which filled the dark liquid with a warm, comforting light. Just like that morning, afternoon, evening prayer. So, in day three of welcoming coffee - with "cream" - back in my life, I can truly say, my cup runneth over . . .

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Common sense tip #329: Electronics and water don't mix.

Forget oil and water. The new "don't mix" saying is "iPod and water" (for those of you, like me, who fail to separate their shuffle from their running gear) or "phone and water" (for those of you who multi-task, i.e. brush and talk, wash dishes and talk, and yes, bathe and talk).

You'd think I would have that simple "don't ever do this while doing this" tip down. Nope. So, gone is the shuffle known as 1-2-step. And gone are the saved texts and pictures from the last 1.75 years. Gone is the girl who rushes about and fails to take care of electronics. Here is the new me, relaxed, rested (riiiiiiiiight) and careful.