Archive for the ‘Not New York City’ Category
A close girlfriend left for Paris on Wednesday, and I am off to St. Louis and then NYC early Friday. This means that I have been brainstorming our perfect weekend bag for our getaways. Net-a-Porter hits the nail on the head with their Embellished outfit on the left and their Long Weekend Wardrobe below. Coated black jeans, a chic day bag (I would take one in red or hunter green), and an embellished sweater would certainly take you from a lunch date at a sidewalk cafe, to sight-seeing, to dinner on the town. And that cool tweed dress, hat, and neutral flats? Can I have those?
Last night I had a Japanese themed night that began with a sushi dinner and ended with a viewing of Jiro Dreams of Sushi, a heartwarming documentary about Jiro Ono, a Michelin award-winning sushi chef.
JIRO DREAMS OF SUSHI is the story of 85-year-old Jiro Ono, considered by many to be the world’s greatest sushi chef. He is the proprietor of Sukiyabashi Jiro, a 10-seat, sushi-only restaurant inauspiciously located in a Tokyo subway station. Despite its humble appearances, it is the first restaurant of its kind to be awarded a prestigious three-star Michelin Guide rating, and sushi lovers from around the globe make repeated pilgrimage, calling months in advance and shelling out top dollar for a coveted seat at Jiro’s sushi bar.
Although it is unlikely that I will make it to Jiro’s restaurant in the near future (Japan is a little far and out of reach at the moment), I still think it is possible to find excellent sushi in NYC. Each New Yorker has her own favorite and I am partial to Blue Ribbon Sushi.
Sometimes I read an article about interior design, and instead of pulling away the finer points of “Island-Living Style,” I’m stuck focusing on which editor thought including the insensitive tidbits romanticizing post-colonial Caribbean life was a good idea. In the latest edition of Lonny Magazine they cover an Englishman’s vacation home on Harbour Island. I think what tipped me over the edge was the “cinematic nostalgia” oil painting of an old black servant hanging above the homeowner’s desk (see below). Whether intentional or not, the author (and the owner of the home) are looking upon a time of privilege, racial tensions, sugar and tobacco plantations, and poverty in a way that is only “nostalgic” to colonists. Even the relatively harmless line in the beginning that proudly mentions that the original builder’s great-grandsons performed the renovations to the house makes me uncomfortable. Of course, the line could suggest that the builders’ family have an excellent reputation for construction and architecture; but it could just as easily suggest the family was never able to move past the profession of heavy manual labor. Am I over-thinking this? I hope so.
Source: Lonny Mag
Hi Friends! In case you didn’t know, I’ve taken to micro-blogging on tumblr during the week, as it requires less time during the day. So if you are starving for pretty images or fun facts or just your daily dose of doorr, I suggest you all head on over to my tumblr, arcanesthename.tumblr.com (as well as occasionally check back here) for that goodness that I used to post on a daily basis. Sorry for the late notice and I hope it will keep you entertained! It certainly keeps me entertained.
Picture source: Old Beirut
1. An image from Lox Papers about what to do with yourself on a rainy day (because it’s always a rainy day in Collegetown), 2. an image of a British lady in a hat because apparently the British love crazy hats, and 3. an image of Grace Kelly marrying Rainier III, Prince of Monaco at the St Nicholas Cathedral in Monaco. Source for the English inspiration: Elle Tumblr.
With Coachella kicking off today, I think it’s safe to say that (1) summer is officially around the corner and (2) it’s time to mark the beginning of the summer music festivals. I’m so sad I’m not going out to LA this year, but I am thinking of booking a ticket to either Bonnaroo, Lollapalooza, or Outside Lands. I guess it just depends on whether I prefer a sick lineup or a cool city. In light of the upcoming festivals I made a little design board about what I would wear/buy for the shows. The tent is thrown in because that’s what I wish my sleeping quarters would actually look like at Bonnaroo.