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Setting the Mood: Love Me Tender or Not So Much.

By Kirsten|February 10th, 2014|Setting the Mood|

The only day in February with more unnecessary hype surrounding it than the first day of Fashion Week is Valentine’s Day. While I’m love’s greatest champion even after all my crashing, burning, and broken hearts, Valentine’s Day gives me a little bit of anxiety. Not really for myself so much as the rest of the general population. My blackened heart basically makes me immune to the inevitable disappointment of people everywhere who dreamt up a day so romantic it would make Cinderella sick. Without fail, plans fall apart, hearts get shattered, and mascara finds its way down tear stained cheeks.

Don’t believe me? Check out a few of my Valentine’s Day massacres:

One year it was spent eating an entire box of red velvet cupcakes and crying with my gay best friend. Did I mention the cupcakes had been meant for his date who canceled an hour before?

I once went through a breakup while seated next to my boyfriend turned ex boyfriend on an airplane on the way home from Los Angeles. That was an awfully long flight.

And last year I really exceeded all of my bad decision making capabilities with a late night margarita fueled rendezvous. That lead to an entire year of what some might consider an all around bad decision. I’d actually like to thank the fine folks previously employed at Mole for having served us more tequila shots than there are days in February.

But it’s not all bad. People have gotten engaged, met at single’s mixers, and lived out The Bachelor worthy dates. So, let’s go with that. While I’ll probably padlock myself indoors and surrender my iPhone to my doorman for the evening so as to avoid my apparent February 14th curse, you kids go out and have fun.

Agent Provocateur Soiree Liu Liu Lace Bra and Briefs, Hotel Costes Red Eau de Toilette, Oscar de la Renta Gold Plated Crystal Rose Earrings, Nicholas Kirkwood Lace Mesh Pumps

xx,

WhyDid

Setting the Mood: New York, I Love You.

By Kirsten|April 25th, 2013|Setting the Mood|

It’s true. I’m in love. And this time I think it may actually work out.

That’s because I’ve fallen for the city where I live. Now, I realize this probably doesn’t come as a surprise to some of you, but let’s not forget about that time I left New York for somewhere sunnier and, well, new. You see, just like any relationship, the bond can either be broken or bolstered by a break. For me, it has most certainly cemented my feelings for Manhattan.

It occurred to me while walking Smitty one morning (my most favorite part of the day, followed closely by Pilates) that my heart was full and it wasn’t thanks to some dapper dude. Every neighborhood has something new to discover and so long as you keep your eyes peeled, you’ll notice something you’d never noticed before every single day. Sometimes I try and put into words how magical this city is, but no one can truly understand it until they’ve been here, especially during those few weeks of spring before the city turns into an involuntary sauna. People here say, wear, and do the strangest things. I often just find myself smiling at the peculiar behavior and “devil may care” demeanor. That is, of course, right before I flip out and reach into my expletive word bank. And so, I’ve been keeping my camera handy, trying to capture the moments that capture me to share with you.