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Smitten, Bitten
Oh, oh here I go off into Mulleavy wonderland, down that Rodarte rabbit hole! They are back in New York and I can feel their sister presence! Last time they showed here, I was home with my newborn and their women were draped in baby's breath, and I felt like I had a telephone line straight from here to there. The time before that, I read the ticket to the show wrong and spent a morning in the West Village instead, which was a mistake that I recovered from with coffee and pastries.
otherworldly roses
Read MoreVery interested in being a tiny gold ant spilling in and over these monstrously lush petals, bathing in their rosewater - you too? oh good, let's.
xo Leigh
WHAT-eau? Watteau!
A weekend, an always of La Dolce Vita
This weekend we're eating mini cannolis and walking around the neighborhood, buoyed by a very close read of The Remnants of La Dolce Vita in Brooklyn’s Italian Williamsburg. Pictured above, local cannolis eaten in the very intensive R&D for our own Holy Cannoli.
xo Leigh
The Dalai Lama on a treadmill/our weekend (and on an on) mission.
"This is my simple religion. No need for temples. No need for complicated philosophy.
Your own mind, your own heart is the temple. Your philosophy is simple kindness." — the Dalai LamaSHOP THIS WEEEKEND
This weekend we're...
Calder on exhibit at Wave Hill in the 70s
going to Wave Hill to see the flowers in early blossom (magnolias! spring snowflakes!) and then driving to Arthur Avenue for Italian sandwiches, arancini, and affogato. Bedside table heaving with new books to thumb through including but not limited to As They Were by M.F.K. Fisher, After Many a Summer Dies the Swan by Aldous Huxley, and Alexander Lieberman's The Artist in His Studio (a title that would not fly today).
And what are your plans, dear swans and kittens?
xo Leigh
SHOP THIS WEEEKEND
In celebration of trivia
Read MoreThere is a place for the small and the shiny, the frothy and flowery; the tiny and trivia-ish need not be trivial. Do read "Of Dragons and Garden Peas", Alice Trillin put it best.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
I went in search of a favorite Chelsea Hotel apartment and found along the way this list I love (full of pre-critical enthusiasm). Also, what a sure hand she had in answering.
The Selby: Hi Sally! What are 4 characteristics of authenticity.
Sally: 1. pre-critical enthusiasm, 2. a sure hand, 3. a touch of myopia , 4. a good heart
xo Leigh
Muscari!
Read MoreI've got a penchant for flowers shaped like shower caps — have gone back to look at Brittany Asch's photo one two so many times.
xo Leigh
Breathless
Read MoreRead Gertrude Stein's "Sacred Emily" in one straight shot, like a rush of helium; you'll float, breathless, and "Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose" will too.