Pot Belly in a Crop Top


Fabienne: I was looking at myself in the mirror.
Butch: Uh-huh?
Fabienne: I wish I had a pot.
Butch: You were lookin’ in the mirror and you wish you had some pot?
Fabienne: A pot. A pot belly. Pot bellies are sexy.
Butch: Well you should be happy, ’cause you do.
Fabienne: Shut up, Fatso! I don’t have a pot! I have a bit of a tummy, like Madonna when she did “Lucky Star,” it’s not the same thing.
Butch: I didn’t realize there was a difference between a tummy and a pot belly.
Fabienne: The difference is huge.
Butch: You want me to have a pot?
Fabienne: No. Pot bellies make a man look either oafish, or like a gorilla. But on a woman, a pot belly is very sexy. The rest of you is normal. Normal face, normal legs, normal hips, normal ass, but with a big, perfectly round pot belly. If I had one, I’d wear a tee-shirt two sizes too small to accentuate it.
Butch: You think guys would find that attractive?
Fabienne: I don’t give a damn what men find attractive. It’s unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same.

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Madison Square Eats: A Cure for the Case of the Mondays!

Yesterday was beautiful. And no, I didn’t have a case of the Mondays. Quite the opposite, actually. I just wanted to share these gifs.



I woke up feeling the EXACT opposite of this. Probably because New York City was being insanely gorgeous.

& so was my hair.

So as not to waste a good New York (and hair) day, Brian and I took a stroll down to Madison Square Park for some bites and drinks. Let me just say that $16 for a lobster roll is a tad on the pricey side but seriously, I’d get two. Because those things are amazing.

If you haven’t gone, you should. They have food stalls, tables, & you can drink beer and wine! I’d spend every night after work there if I can.

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Meredith James: Land Lock, Club Sandwiches, & Why I Use Fresh Direct.


Thought it was apropos to wear my Miss Marc flats to the Meredith James Exhibit. In other news, one lazy Sunday morning, as I was flipping through the channels, I came upon The Pioneer Woman’s show on The Food Network. I always loved her food blog – for some crazy reason, every time I Google a recipe, hers is always at the top of the search results! She happened to be making club sandwiches that day on her show and I thought, “Do people really need a recipe for this?!” I mean, I get it – the mayo has pesto and her chips are home made but still, it’s a sandwich. That’s like if I had a cooking show and I shared my recipe for nachos. Do people really not know how to make nachos? Don’t answer that.

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Glittery Galaxy


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A huge tent in midtown, slushy snow, & $5 Varenykys.

For those who don’t know, I walked out of my apartment like this yesterday. Yep, when there was about 4 inches of snow on the ground and a bajillion flurries in the air, I decided to wear this. And if you can’t see it clearly, yes I wore fur and velvet. Because yolo, amirite?


By last night, all the pretty fluffy snow turned into ugly brown mush on the streets and HORRID slushy puddles on corners and intersections. A walk from Herald Square to 45th street turned into a game of ‘Guess-How-Deep-This-Puddle-Is!’ as I dodged persistent tourists to get to Kazino – the tented venue for Natasha, Pierre, & The Great Comet of 1812. The show itself was awesome and so worth the trek – but the food was another story. Continue reading