Get me to Hawaii, plz

Hi! How are you? I've been busy working on a pitch and when I'm not doing that I've been busy planning a wedding. And if I'm being honest (and when am I not?) thinking about catering and brunch and tables and music and readings and schedules and transportation has me a little stressed. So sometimes when I don't want to think about that stuff, I think about 12 days in Hawaii with my man. And then I feel a little better.

And when you really get down to brass tacks, what more do you need for a honeymoon besides a cute bathing suit (or three) and some good stuff to read. 

Oh and a cute boy. Preferably one that you're married to.

Bathings suits from: Mod Cloth, Boden USA, JCrew and Garnet Hill

To Facial or Not To Facial

Big news: I got a super, duper heavy duty facial on Tuesday. Like the two hour kind with that cost you an arm and a leg with microdermabrasion and everything. This is big news because I've probably had three facials in my entire life and none of those were in the last ten years. If I'm dropping cash on a spa treatment it's going to be a massage, pain and simple. In my mind those are worth every dang penny but a facial? I've never been so sure. But after my wedding makeup trial last weekend my makeup artist suggested getting a facial or two before the wedding. So I went for it and let me tell you, it wasn't cheap.  I got the Youth As We Know It Facial plus Microdermabrasion from Bliss. 

The weird part about facials I have always struggled with is that you expect to look all dewy and glowing right afterwards but that's never what happens. I guess it's my need for instant gratification but it's always a but of a disappointment when my skin looks rough post-facial. This particular time,  my skin was all pink like I had a sunburn and on top of that there were scabs all over from the extractions a.k.a. the serious and very painful under-the-skin zit popping. I didn't look great. Luckily, it's New York City so no one batted an eye on the subway ride home. 

A few of the scabs are still healing but my skin feels smoother. I'm still waiting for the dewy glow. I'll let you know what it shows up. Tell me, do you get facials? Some people swear by them but I'm not so sure. 

Meet Wooly

A friend of mine introduced me to this intriguing new company that his brother started. Meet Wooly. Besides being impeccably designed, the concept of this company is totally unique. Here's a description from their website,

"Wooly finds uncommon objects and offers them for sale. Only one of each. Whoever raises their hand first, gets it. We scour the world for extraordinary things you may never see, in places you may never look. Beautiful things. Funny, strange things. Things with great stories to tell." 

Every week a new one-of-a-kind item is unveiled. And so far each item has been obscure and random but something you'd totally want to have. Join the mailing list and be sure to follow them on instagram so you can stay keep updated on whatever the new unusual treasure of the week is. Impulse buyers, you've been warned.

All images from the wooly instagram feed

Wedding Wednesday: Bridesmaid Treasure Hunt

Guess what? I have seven bridesmaids. Is that a lot? Maybe but it probably shouldn't surprise you seeing as I was Maid of Honor five times. And ever since I can remember I always knew that if/when I got married I wouldn't pick a single dress for the whole gang to wear but rather a color. So I did. I told them pick a short, black dress. That's it. I love the idea of everyone wearing something different and uniquely them. I love the idea of a variety of necklines, silhouettes and fabrics. I think showcasing everyone's individuality looks awesome. After all, it's hard to find a dress that's universally flattering on everybody's body (and p.s. I have a pregnant bridesmaid).  This way, each lady can choose the dress she feels best in and what's more plentiful then LBDs? These are some of my favorite women ON THE PLANET! I want them to feel beautiful, comfortable and happy.

And then I want them to make a dance circle around me while Whitney Houston plays.

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