So first, let’s all take a moment to admire this platter.
Let’s also take a moment to agree that blue and white dishes are the dining room equivalent of a little black dress. They are always so right.
And now, about the sage.
Fayez and I had a couple of “just us” days this past week, and on a beautiful 80 degree Saturday we went into New York. It had been a while since I ventured in, and it was just as I remembered. All the crowds, smells, and sights were still there. Although now, after living in the burbs of New Jersey for almost a year, I have a hard time fathoming how we survived that level of daily noise and chaos. I feel very sentimental about our Queens neighborhood at times, but on the whole I’m very happy to have left that daily craziness behind.
After several years of thrifting hiatus, I’m back. But two years of apartment living in New York taught me several things.
I woke up to a white powder-dusted world and thought, “Clearly beating the winter blues is going to be a process.” And while drawing mermaids with my daughter was the art version of standing under a vitamin d lamp, I’ve got a lot of tricks in my “Survive Winter” bag.
First, let me say that I don’t hate winter.