Don't Sweat the Small Stuff

Lately there have been little things getting under my skin. Things at X Mag, people on the street, people who neglect personal hygiene on the subway (yea, gross), cashiers at stores, this intolerable heat wave, etc. But in the past week or so, I keep constantly reminding myself that you really cannot sweat the small stuff. If you let all these little things get in the way of you having a smooth, terrific day, you'd be walking around upset all the time. So I keep trying to remind myself, if something doesn't go the right way (like the A "Express" (what a joke) train taking 25 minutes today to reach 14th st), get over it. Sure, I sweat my @$$ off on that platform that was over 100 degrees but you know what? I eventually reached my destination, and that was that. On the topic of this heat, I'm convinced Mexico has relocated to New York City. Actually, I'm sorry but I'm pretty sure it was hotter here than Mexico the past two days. Ridiculous. Painful to inhale. Feels like a giant sauna (if only the outdoor air was pampering like a spa/sauna). Well, in sync with the current weather, I'm saying, Don't. Sweat. The. Small. Stuff...and it's all small stuff most of the time. Ya can't fret about everything and you also can't let everything get on your nerves. Patience is a virtue.
Besides all of this, I had a fanfreakingtastic 4th of July weekend. Got out of work early Friday, had McDonald's Saturday (yes, this was a highlight of the weekend because it's only the second time I've had fast food here compared to 3-4 times a week in college), went to Coney Island Sunday (no, we did not see the ex-champ get arrested at Nathan's), watched the most amazing fireworks I've ever seen, and crashed a hotel pool Monday to cool off. Well, that was a mouthful, huh? But what a great 4-day lineup I had.
And then...Tuesday morning rolled around. Had an errand to run for X Mag. Set out on the train...success. Store I needed to go to...fail. Reason: remodeling. Traveled way back uptown to another location, did what I had to, hopped in a cab back to the office due to the extreme heat and frustration and then...an unbelievable bonus: The taxi driver turned the meter off for me! I think that's the nicest thing any New Yorker has done for me yet! We started chatting and the second I said, "Yeaaa, I make peanuts here," I caught his pointer finger reaching for the button on his dash. SO nice. Ok, I might be able to get used to the people here afterall...

In the meantime...Would You Wear/Do You Own...

Harem pants? So mine are not Vivienne Westwood like the ones pictured here...just some $5 H & M ones I snagged on clearance Saturday. But I'm a bit hesitant to try 'em....

PS-Lady Gaga Has More Friends Than You!

Karl Lagerfeld Thanksgiving

You'll never guess where I'm typing from right now. Central Park? I wish. Starbucks? Nope, it's even better. I'm currently staring at the large Mac screen on my desk at work. Yup, ya heard me...I'm blogging while I'm at X Mag. Incredible-never thought I'd see the day. Very exhilarating I must say. We barely have anything to do today, coming in was pointless. I'm waiting on some clothing to arrive and that's it so I figured why not play catch up with all of you out there. The office is practically empty due to everyone rushing out to the Hamptons for their oh-so-exclusive 4th of July festivities.
So, I know if I'd get a progress report for this blog, I'd probably have about a C because I've been lazy with my posting, which I am SO not happy about. When I initially started, I had every intention of posting every day and creating a pattern of things I include at the bottom...but that's not really happening now, is it? Hopefully, I can get back on track after the nice, long weekend.
Well, I have a valid excuse for Tuesday night's absence. I attended a Stylecaster party with some gals from work, making Wednesday quite the hump-day struggle. We were all on about 4 hours of sleep, bloodshot eyes...you get the point...we looked fabulous. Needless to say, I crashed in my meat-locker-temperature apt. after work for a solid 3 hours, skipping din and my usual nightly routine of flipping between E!, Bravo, and MTV. Ok sorry for the long rambling sesh, on to more important things.
At X Mag on Monday, I had to find inspirational pictures, and while going thru random blogs just like I go thru random clothing here on the reg, I stumbled across Danny Roberts' blog. Amazing. I feel al little behind the times because I'm sure many of you are already acquainted with his stuff, but whatevs. I mean, I've seen his work before and always thought it was cool but now I'm officially obsessed. So obsessed that I'm covering my entire wall in my room with his paintings. I'll be sure to post a pic of it when it's done. I'm uber excited-it's gonna be my little craft project. He copies covers of international Vogues, uses eye-popping colors and has this technique I can't get over. The one below is my current fave, a "Karl Lagerfeld Thanksgiving" with the girls donned in the Chanel Spring 2010 collection on his side. Furthermore, if you haven't already heard this old news...he just recently collaborated with Forever 21 and did sketches of bloggers like Geri Hirsch from Because I'm Addicted and Alice Point. Check out his interview with Forever 21's mag here.

Love it? Take a peek at my friend Rachel's blog..she's got a grid banner with loads of his portraits.
In other news, it was like Christmas after lunch at X Mag yesterday. After devouring a canoli and cheesecake brownie (whoops! ok ok, I split both with the girls) in the caf, I came upstairs and found a Seven discount card for me. 30% off any pair of my favorite jeans. Wahooo! Annnd a shiny new Blackberry had my name written all over it. Explanations: My boss simply didn't want the gift cards and gave them to us and the Blackberry had been sitting in the back of a prop closet for over a year, craving to be played with and have an owner. Good stuff.

In the meantime, I've got my eye on...

This WRecordsbyMonkey Brooklyn necklace. This is an independent Brooklyn-based design company I discovered at the Young Designer's Market down in NoLita a few weeks ago. Well, actually, my boss was wearing it and I immediately had to have it so I ventured down to the big warehouse on a Saturday afternoon and the guy didn't have this one with him that day..bummer. Oh well. Another time. Love Brooklyn and love it even more because that's where my mommy dearest is from so it's sorta got some meaning behind it, right? :)