PROM!!

So, I'm totally going to prom this weekend.

Which isn't so much prom as a junior league charity event in Boston.

But my brother and his group of friends have taken to calling it prom, and since I never had prom in high school (strange Southern traditions of cotillion and all that nonsense), I'm seizing this moment and declaring that yes, indeed, this will be the weekend of my first ever prom!!

I got my dress at a vintage shop here in Brooklyn for a ridiculously low price and yesterday my mother took me shopping for some gold-heeled-shoes. My girlfriend Kim told me that the heel is entirely too low for any event masquerading as a prom, but since that it was my first real foray into heeldom, they would suffice. 

My brother, being the organizer that he is, began an email chain which quickly devolved into prom do's and don'ts, followed by an extremely detailed email correspondence between one of my brother's friends and his girlfriend Lennay Kekua (does that name sound familiar? google it). The whole thing was genius and if I wasn't before excited to meet Connor's friends, I am now.

But I do want to get back to the subject at hand: PROM!!

What are the do's and don'ts? A low heel may be a don't, but it's a don't that I'm going to own with pride. Some of the other suggestions were to bring a minimum of three flasks (one is a tease) {If you are going to prom and are under the age of 21, I am in no way condoning drinking. I am 27 and therefore, very, very legal. We all must pay our dues}. And that polaroids are better than instagram (which means my Fuji instamax is already packed). But what else?

What does one do at prom? What did you all do and wear at your first prom?! Tell me everything, bring me into the circle of girl-talk. 

i'm in a play!

i've been holding out on you all. i'm doing a play downtown...which translates to some very off-off broadway theatre. but we're having a good time and i've been reminded what a vibrant theatre community new york has to offer. people are making work here wherever they can...in homes, and small rooms, and small and charming theaters.

so should you be interested...

there's this + get your tickets here.

we play for the next two weekends...Thursday @8, Friday @8, Saturday @8 and Sunday @7
bonus: it's a short play and in a great part of town so you know...come and take me out for a drink after.

**we don't always have music before the show, but last sunday the band Roosevelt Dime brought the house down** 

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AT CHRISTMAS TIME...

i keep thinking about this. about how long it's been since i wrote it.

about how much has changed.

and i keep thinking about the end of it. the desire for christmas lights.

and how suddenly i live in a place where there are lights everywhere. and i don't have to drive to the suburbs--i don't have to go anywhere--to see them.

because everything here in this small corner of brooklyn is swathed in the small and twinkling lights.

and i am home.

THESE DAYS// bagels, christmas lights, and high buns

AND SO IT BEGINS...

between my winter allergies and the horrendous cold front that swept in this weekend you'd think i'd be done for. but you see those christmas trees in the background of the photo? if you look closely, they're there. they make it all bearable.

(well, the trees and my new winter coat which allows me to retract inwards like a turtle. the coat too--the coat really helps).