December 2011

happy new year!

Damn! Why didn’t I buy this at that Krrb auction a couple of months ago?

Oh well. Hindsight is always 20/20.

Here’s to making all the right choices in 2012… Happy New Year everybody!

Today we celebrate (and potentially nurse hangovers.)

Tomorrow– resolution time!

happy merry

Somehow, despite my adult life’s obligations’ ability to turn “the holidays” into an insanely long and impossible to actually achieve to-do list (not to mention all of the official year-end business that suddenly needs to be taken care of before Dec 31), I still get butterflies in my stomach when I see the massive tree at Rockefeller Center for the first time each year.

This year, I was running (literally sprinting through the crowds) late to see the incredible collection of Elizabeth Taylor’s jewels and frocks on auction at Christie’s when I rounded the corner and found myself face to face with the tree. And I stopped. And smiled. And remembered how much I love where I live and how lucky I am to have so many amazing people and things in my life to take my breath away. And then, of course, I took a picture.

So here’s to you all. May 2012 be even more chock full of your amazingness.

Thank you all for being a part of my reality.

around the way

Actually, it’s so last minute that at this point Santa’s probably already been to whatever wharehouse he uses in your area to store the gifts till Christmas eve. And if you’re celebrating Hanukkah, your deadline is tonight (though you actually have till the 28th, so it’s not so bad)

So we’re left with what’s down the block (Krrb can help you there, actually,) on Amazon (one day left to get it shipped on time) or MP3′s… or of course donations to your favorite charities.

If you live in Williamsburg’s northside, and you have somebody like me to shop for, consider going to Jumelle and picking her up a pair of the mocassins in the photo above. Soft, furry, warm, perfect.

OK I give up.

Evidently today is one of those days when nothing really works. SO every time I try to upload a new photo of another cool thing that you guys should know about, it comes up blank. I’m taking it as a sign and am going to walk away from my computer right now. Or right after I finish typing and (hopefully) posting this.

And then I’m going to take a little break from shopping and go back to paying attention to the things that are interesting. So much going on in the world these days… who cares about the really cute shiny glittery old fashioned horribly overpriced but who cares Christmas tree ornaments that are to be had at John Derian on Manhattan’s east 2nd Street?

for my daughter (holiday gift guide #8)

When the editors at asked me to come up with some gift ideas in collaboration with my daughter, I jumped at the chance. It was like getting my holiday shopping done before Thanksgiving. (Too bad I’m not anywhere near finished in reality…)

The site’s a great one stop shop for pretty much anything you might want for your kids (or your nephews or godchildren or whomever) culling the best products from huge sites like J Crew and little boutiques like Sweet William in Brooklyn. I probably spent waaaaay too much time on there, but it was so fun to see all of the great products their editors have pulled from the world wide web of children’s merch.

click below for more…

I’m still pretty old school when it comes to shopping– I prefer to actually go to the store, hold the potential gift in my hands, put it in a bag and then hide it in the closet till the big day.

But I’m also a reasonable person and working parent living in 2011 with unlimited access to everything (via the internet), except time. So when I find a good site, I will not hesitate to take advantage. I’m sure we’re all in the same boat.

And who doesn’t want to open a box that arrives at the front door full of sparkly golden princess shoes?

for the little savers (gift guide #7)

I am horrible when it comes to managing money. It’s a miracle I haven’t been carried off by men in black suits and briefcases and locked in the basement of a bank someplace for decades, never to emerge until I finally learn how to balance my checkbook.

I am determined to save my little one from this horrible fate. And so the lessons in how to deal with money must begin. The experts say to keep it fun and simple at the beginning, and what better way to do that for your kids than with their very own piggy bank. There are literally millions of options out there… Here are three of my favorites.

This glass piggy (see above) from Brooklyn’s own The Golden Calf (one of my favorite neighborhood spots) has the added motivation of letting you watch the savings grow inside the bank.

Head a few blocks south from the Golden Calf and you will find this ceramic piggy bank, living happily among the other beautiful things at the Brook Farm General Store. And there’s no need to break the bank should the need for some extra candy money arise– a cork in the back gives you full access to all contents.

click below for more banks…

Leave it to the Japanese to come up with a hilarious and action packed way to save your pennies. Just put a coin on the dish and watch the cat emerge to gently pull the booty back into her little box. You can find this kitty bank at, which, by the way, is a whole experience in and of itself, that is not to be missed.

And lastly, f you’re feeling like making an activity out of it, go to to learn how to make a papier mach√© piggy bank of your own. And while you’re there, you can get some good financial advice for the entire family, which is never a bad thing.

Happy saving!

for the tactile kitchen (gift guide #6)

I was doing some reaserch online and I came across one of my all-time¬† favorite neighborhood stores: Brook Farm General Store. It’s the kind of place that it behooves me to think of when stuck on a rush hour subway car trying to remember why it is I live in this god forsaken city.

The store is nearly perfect. And if you have any friends who love to cook, or bathe, or garden, or have kids, this is the place to go to get them something for the holidays. Or any day, really. Even if they are the really really particular spend-their-summers-in-Provence-send-their-kids-to-waldorf-school types.

Because chances are, unless they live nearby, they don’t have porcelain measuring spoons. Or this perfect small enamel pot for heating up milk or hot cider on a chilly afternoon. But how much do you want to bet they’d freak when they saw them?

You can get these tings (and TONS more) on their website or, better yet, stroll over to the southside (they are at 75 S 6th street in Williamsburg, Brooklyn) and check out the place for yourself. You won’t be sorry.