Of course it has been a year since I last blogged. What to say about that? Things happened. I read stuff. I thought about blogging. I got busy.
Let’s jump back in, shall we? Inspired by Suburban Matron, I decided to do a 25 days of Christmas relaunch of my site. Just me, banging away on this keyboard, Monday through Saturday, until Christmas. So you can assume that the past year will be filled in. I have a lot to tell you! I moved to suburbia, a task which involved looking at a lot of other people’s very poor design decisions, dirty kitchens, and shamefully dirty bathrooms. I have stories, my friends. So many stories! And yes, I know that isn’t technically 25 days, but people, I have little kids here, and I like my Sundays off with them.
But starting light. Did you hit the Neiman-Marcus/Target collaboration that debuted at Target today? I did, and because my Target is smack in the middle of a Hassidic neighborhood, items in these collaborative launches don’t fly off the shelves on Saturday, which meant that it was easy to score both the Tory Burch coffee flask and lunch box.
Did I need this? No. But how cute is this? Love the colours, love the colour combination. Also, on my sad little stipend, this is as close to Tory Burch as I am ever going to get. 
Let’s pretend I am organized enough to pack my lunch every day, and will be using this. Truthfully, this little suitcase-like style may end up living in my office, holding post-it notes.
I wasn’t overly impressed with the rest. The Rodarte ornament wasn’t as pretty in person as it is online, and a lot of it didn’t seem that special to me. The Judith Leiber mirrors are adorable, but I already know what I look like: tired. I don’t need a cute mirror to show me that! I nabbed a second coffee flask, which will probably be someone’s Christmas gift. Not sure who, yet.
Well. That was a lot of opinions, wasn’t it? Since this is my first time blogging in a year, I better cut it short, before I start posting over-filtered instagram photos and moaning about the good old days of blogging. Tomorrow: let’s talk about all the houses I didn’t buy this summer, and why. I have photos. You really can’t imagine what happens behind the most innocuous of front doors. House-hunting shook my normally cheerful and stoic world view a little bit.