In the midst of this mess, my friend Eimear who is so wonderful and strong, sent me this wonderful treat: a Tata Harper Try Me Kit.
Eimear and I met through Twitter (although she’s on hiatus now) and she has done some guest posts here. I hate to imagine a Twitter-less world because there’s virtually no way Eimear and I would have crossed paths. She isn’t just a kind, fiercely supportive friend–she’s also kind of my skincare guru as I work hard to become higher maintenance. Continue reading
It’s this. Definitely this.
It’s the one thing – apparently – that Amazon does not sell.
If you buy one, please don’t send me a picture. PLEASE.
Another gift idea here.
Even grinches like me have wish lists. And in year’s like this [extraordinarily rough] one, I won’t let anyone take that from me.
Not that this group of kind people would try. You have been so lovely to me.
This Kate Spade coat*
Via KateSpade.com
You know from past posts that I’m a huge fan of the brand’s outerwear. While I love the pale pink of this coat, what I really need is a basic black coat–with some flair, of course. I’m waiting for this one to go on sale. Continue reading
Have you felt left out when your friends compare Christmas sweaters?
(OK, probably not. Most of my Jewish friends have better taste than that, but just play along).
These GeltFiend sweaters are spectacular. Right now there’s a sale on Bezar.com. View it here.
There’s even a sweater dedicated to that wonderful Jewish tradition of going for Chinese food for Christmas.
Image via GeltFiend.com
I’m feeling a little eyfertzikhtik, you guys.
Unless you are new here, you know that I’m a grinch.
Sometimes the holidays sometimes make me cranky so no one is more surprised that I have created a gift guide than me.
Please enjoy. And maybe take it with a grain of salt.
For the friend who is a frequent traveler.
Via Despair.com
For your sister, the Solange wannabe.
For the grump in your life. h/t to @taniaha.
For the friend who watches Golden Girls reruns all winter long. Via Brandi Roberts’ Fantasy Floorplans.
For the narcissist you’re kind of dating, maybe.
For the vegan, gluten-free, soy-free friend.
For the coworker who never stops complaining about hating his job.
For the friend who loves to be shocking.
For the last person on earth without Amazon Prime.
In the comments, tell me about the hard-to-shop-for person in your life and maybe I’ll find the perfect gift.
And by “perfect,” I mean “most horrifying.”
Behold! Red Solo cup bed lifts.
For real. Bed Bath & Beyond proudly highlights that they have the exclusive on these bad boys.
And yes, I know Mom isn’t supposed to be capitalized when preceded by ‘my’ or ‘your’ but it just feels wrong not to capitalize it. I will break this rule every time.
Spring for me is the triple whammy of gift giving: Dad‘s birthday, Mother‘s Day, parents’ wedding anniversary.
Finding gifts for the people I love more than bacon and naps, who have the means to buy themselves whatever their hearts’ desire AND who always proclaim that they don’t want me spending money on them is hard. Continue reading
I’m finally meeting my friend Debbie‘s baby Ben. I couldn’t show up empty-handed, right?
Hopefully I’ll have a pic of him wearing it to post later.
When my friend Candace visited me a few weeks ago, we rambled all over the part of Brooklyn where I life. One of our stops was In God We Trust, a boutique on a quieter block of Bedford Avenue.
We browsed and tried on sunglasses.
Then I noticed these roughly engraved pendants. Look closely.
I won’t be buying one of these R rated charms for my mother. But for one of my smart ass friends? Perhaps. How about you?
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Me too.
Mast Brothers is specialty chocolatier in my neighborhood. When I walk by the shop on my way to my favorite coffee shop, it’s hard not to stop in. They make the bars and other products right here on N 3rd Street and the smells that seep out are tantalizing.
A recent New York Magazine cover story lumped Mast Brothers in with “twee” artisanal Brooklyn and a book is forthcoming.
But for me, the chocolate speaks for itself. Bars like sea salt and Stumptown coffee are my favorite Brooklyn gifts to give.
Take note: the serrano chile bar is just as spicy as promised!
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