The weekend is here!

Happy weekend, my darling readers! What do you have planned for the next couple of days off? I’m doing a bit of holiday party hopping—the Christmas season is in full swing for sure! I hope you have a wonderful and relaxing weekend. Here, to get it started right, a few happy posts from around the web:

Surprise! Beyoncé’s new album!

The amazing Spiderman 2 trailer.

A watchdog doorstop.

Stop the water!

Seeking the perfect cookie cutter.

How to live without sriracha.

A Sound of Music wedding.

The 10 best Christmas trees.

Holidays in New York.

A Christmas carol ambush!

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Cozy (and pretty!) ear muffs

So, I’m sort of crushing on a super fuzzy, warm-looking pair of ear muffs right now, available from J.Crew. I don’t really wear winter hats (blame the hat hair), but the temps in New York are dipping—fast. I need something that’s semi-stylish to protect my ears from the cold.

What do you think? Would you wear ear muffs?

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Holiday traditions

Last year—completely lost in the chaos of December—I began thinking about the importance of traditions, and what a difference they can make when it comes to embracing the holiday spirit. This month can feel so absolutely crazy, between the shopping and the gift giving and the crunch of what always feels like a much shorter month. I realized I needed a ritual to help me take everything in, and appreciate the joy of this season above everything else. On a whim, I purchased the last two available tickets to see Pink Martini (a band I’ve always loved) perform with the Holiday Pops at Carnegie Hall. The seats were obstructed view, but I didn’t care—I was convinced that this was the ticket to my forgotten holiday bliss.

When Matt and I arrived at the concert, we pushed through the crowds to our seats. The view wasn’t bad, even though we were promised worse. The people around us were cranky, and it was hard to ignore the alerts and emails with holiday to-dos that kept popping up on our phones. Five minutes to showtime, we shut everything off. 

Then, the music began. It was beautiful. By the second set, I was completely lost in it—so in awe of the energy and love radiating from the stage, it was impossible to think about anything else. I left feeling inspired; my holiday spirit renewed. It reminded me that all I really needed was a moment to pause and enjoy the season, instead of just racing through it.

So, this year, Matt and I are going back to the Pops for their holiday show, and I’m counting the days. It’s our new, can’t-miss holiday tradition, for all the reasons explained above. 🙂

What are your Christmas traditions? 

PS—A clip from the concert last year.
PPS—More singing!

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Snowy, snowy New York

I stumbled across Clare Caulfield’s work last year, thanks to Hip Hip Gin Gin, and have admired her gorgeous mixed media artwork ever since. Now, I’m thrilled to report that she just launched her own Etsy shop, stocked with tons of gorgeous New York City prints. I love the way she captures ice skating in Central Park, and the hubbub of shopping near Macy’s in the snow. Her work reminds me what a special place this city is to live in—and how bright and alive it feels during this time of year. 

Take a peek at her Etsy shop to discover more of her work. Beyond New York, she covers Venice, London, Prague—and my personal favorite—Paris!

(Images via Etsy) 

Candy cane kiss cookies

Over the weekend, I went to the Brooklyn Cookie Takedown at the Bell House, and ate way too many cookies. But, after tasting more than 20 different kinds, I left hungry for more. (How this is possible, I have no idea.) Enter this recipe for Candy Cane Kiss cookies. How yummy do these look? I actually had never tried Candy Cane Kisses until my friend Marnie introduced me to them this year. Um, they’re incredible. Melt-in-your-mouth delicious. Add them to a sugar cookie made with a dash of peppermint extract? Unreal. Finally, I have a way to use all the bags of candy cane kisses I’ve been stockpiling. 🙂

Are you baking Christmas cookies this year?

PS—Remember the last time I made cookies? Yikes!

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