Friday evening we stopped by this little wine shop to pick up a bottle to have with dinner.
After about ten minutes of trying to squeeze by people hogging free samples in the doorway,
two dogs that didn't quite get along, their owners, and several others, I opted to wait outside.
It's just such a small space. You really can't have more than five people in there at a time.
I liked the window display. The pig in the sleigh was too cute!
Saturday afternoon was spent walking around. We walked over to Union Square to look at the vendors that had set up and wandered in and out of shops all afternoon. JD wanted to find an ugly sweater for a Christmas party we were attending later that night. There was no shortage of them at Urban Outfitters where apparently, they think its 1993, in the men's department, at least. But who wants to pay $90 for something to wear as a joke?
JD ended up wearing one of his nice sweaters.
Saturday was also SantaCon. We did not participate, but we did encounter tons of Santas.
We made the mistake of heading over to MacDougal St. to get a snack from Qdoba.
By 4:00pm it was just messy.
I love love love Butter nail polish!
It stays on forever. I picked this up in one of the shops we stopped in on our walk Saturday.
I love the rosy pink glitter and it looks exactly the same on as it does in the bottle.
It really is that simple,
wanting something just because you know you can't have it.
I've reached that point in my project where all I want is new clothes.
It has become a little tricky, and sometimes frustrating
when I discover that I lack certain pieces for a look.
I have been trying to come up with new ideas for outfits so
that I don't feel like I'm wearing the same thing day in and day out.
I have been drawing inspiration from absolutely everywhere,
from passersby on the street to blogs to magazines.
You name it, I've looked there.
Also, I haven't been photographing my outfits lately
so I will need to get on that.
I've lost count of how many times I have said to JD,
"I'm wearing a weird outfit (again) today."
Pictures, I'm sure, would help clarify
just how "weird" they really are.
In the meantime, here is a photo I just took of Mischa.
She is hiding from me, under my bed
because she is in trouble.