I found NEMO but he just wasn't that into me.

INSTAGRAMMAR

Top:         1. "Yeah, it's more pensive.

                      Damn, I was going for thoughtful."
                 2.  These boots are made for walking and that's just what   
                       they'll do
                 3.  My new favorite store is Blue Tree, you should go  
                      there now and go there often, Mad & 92nd.

Center:     1.  These things are old and on display, does that not just  

                      about say it all?

                 2.  I really couldn't sustain a friendship where jogging  

                      was encouraged.

                 3.  The wedding invitations have been wax sealed,  

                      stamped and delivered.  Yeah.

Last:         1.  That is a beer pong table to my left, combined ages:  

                      63; mental acuity, 16.

                 2. "If she wants to go to an arboretum, BANG, I’m in a  

                       room full of trees.  God, I hate trees. So tall and  

                       arrogant."

                 3. It is shocking because of all magazines on the stands,     

                     Town & Country resonates the most with me.  Don't  

                     tell my mother, it would probably kill her.

FINDING NEMO

WEEKEND REVIEW

Do.         As little as possible?  What am I, the voice of my

              generation?  A generation?

See.        Inventing Abstraction, (1910-1925): How a Radical Idea 

              Changed Modern Art, on at MOMA through April.

Drink.    Italian Diplomat's at Jones Wood Foundry until you pass  

              out.  Just kidding, how would you get home?  

Make.    Valentines, obviously.  I am not an expert, but I found  

              these tutorials pretty helpful.

Read.     Get a copy of Hello Goodbye Hello, if you don't trust me,  

              read the New York Times review here.

Watch.   DVR'd episodes of Jeopardy.  Get smarter and heckle    

               Alex Trebek, smug bastard.

Shop.      I am loving Blue Tree right now.  Don't be dismayed by  

              the skeletal website, "the merch is amaze."  You can quote  

              me warmly and fondly on that.

Smell you later January, Call me never.

A few comments going from left to right like I am reading a book:

1. Narcissistic girl seeks endless hall of mirrors

2. Note to self, knee socks for 2013

3. I work for PanAm

4.  Remember when I read social theory?  Those were smarter days

5.  I love a good hat, even if its historically used as armor

6. I got shitfaced at this table and then went boating

7. That girl is my soul mate and dearest friend in the world

8. Stop looking at me, stairs are challenging

9. Adorable pre-teens at the MET

Here comes another one just like the other one:

1. Photo-bombing my enormous sleeves, you are welcome.

2. Safety first 

3. Mangled (hand) Mani Monday

4.  There is of course beauty in the breakdown

5.  My feelings toward January

6. I had the Brad poster in my apartment from 2005-2009, just saying

7. That girl is my soul mate and dearest friend in the world (I told you I was narcissistic)

8. And what will you have?

9. Errrrrrrryone wants a piece of me

Follow me on Insty, you wont regret it.

christopher walken in annie hall is my vehicular role model.

When I started this blog, I made a monumental decision; new year, new Instagram.  So kids, take your average 3:56 minute visit time (yeah, I learned what Google Analytic is) and follow me on Insty.  I promise it will be amusing, as my self-preservation instincts are rapidly declining.  Round here Fridays are going to be about my amateur photography via Insty and my bro'ings on around town.

I am new to blogging, so naturally, we don't know each other very well.  I guess the biggest thing going on for me at the moment is that I am getting married on April 6th.  I read an article about the two-hour premiere of Mad Men (setting my DVR now) referring to the April 7th date as "pretty soon!  So soon, in fact..."

Anyway, that drop-in-the-bucket-sized comment has been snowballing around in my brain for the past few hours and I am having a pretty sizable WTF moment.  I have a relatively demanding job, I am endeavoring to start this blog, I fractured my tailbone three weeks ago (mentioning merely to give you a mental image of how hot I really am) and overall I am pretty lazy person.  So, I have a lot (read: ay-lot) of things to square away. 

Pumping the breaks on the bridezilla bit, I'd like to take a beat and acknowledge how absolutely charmed my world is.  Because I basically have the dopest boyfriend and the greatest life.  I'd also like to give a little wedding teaser:

I am wearing either this, this, or this to my wedding.

Keeping true to our roots, we are getting married at One If By Land, Two If By Sea.

Next weekend is my tea party bridal shower at the Inn at Irving Place.

The Groom has taken the lead planning a dope honeymoon in Tanzania, Zanzibar and Dubai. 

We are mini-mooning for a long weekend in Anguilla.