When it's cold in New York, I have a hard time looking even halfway decent walking around the city. I find myself bundling up in a puffy coat, and a big scarf and hat.
My husband follows a mostly Paleo diet which is hard for us mere mortals to deal with. The idea is that you're supposed to eat like a cave man: meat, vegetables, nuts, and fruit. Coming up with new and exciting recipes is difficult, especially during the week when I don't feel like cooking for hours on end.
In March, my family and I are heading to two Indonesian islands, Nikoi and Bintan, to celebrate my dad's birthday. It's been a rough winter in New York with lots of cold windy days. I can't wait to sit on a beach in a bathing suit and sandals with no boots, hats, or gloves. Here are a few things on my wish list for the trip.
This weekend my amazing photographer Rebecca came the the Upper East side to take some photos with me. It was so cold out (15 degrees at the time) that we were forced to take these shots inside.
I have two weekend uniforms. One is for staying in and doing things around the house and the other is for running errands, going to brunch, and jaunting around the city. This is the latter of the two which consists of jeans, comfy flats, a blazer, and my gigantic monogrammed tote.
