With such a strange week with the holiday coming up,
I thought I would just put together a bunch of random things.
A smorgasbord if you will, because who doesn't love that word?
I wear mostly gold jewelry, and have always loved the cartier love bracelet. But no way in hell was that ever going to happen. I came across this guy for FIFTEEN DOLLARS on amazon.
she just fits right in on my wrist.
BOOM. take that, rich bitches.
isn't she prrtrty? they have a ton of other imitation things too, like the hermes H bracelets and buckle bracelets, david yurman, van cleef and arpels, and those cross necklaces.
We head up to the cottage tomorrow for a long weekend in Michigan and I can't wait. It's back to basics there - in the most amazing way. No cell/internet service, no washer/dryer or dishwasher, no television. Never in my life am I so content hand washing every dish because looking out straight onto the lake is incredible. I am trying to figure out some semi-easy recipes to make because the space is tiny and kitchen utensils are limited.
fruit skewers would always work.
grapesicles: frozen grapes on a skewer
these would erase the 97 beers and 20 hamburgers you're bound to consume over 4 days at the lake
and I swear, if I had the kitchen space, I really would make this ombre cake.
It would turn out EXACTLY the same I'm sure.... you've all seen my incredible photos of the food I make. I'm a true professional.
With a cookie cutter, this could be a possibility
alright.... enough food porn.
My life goal for the remainder of the summer:
I don't think I have ever hit July being this pale.
So my plan for the days at the lake including drinking beers in the sunshine, getting so tired from drinking said beers in the sun, falling asleep on the beach and baking in the sun for hours, then waking up for dinner and repeating the whole thing the next day.
and if the weather is pure crap like it was last year....
we dress up in one of the 9 million hats hanging on the wall,
and chase wine with tequila shots if you lose at Polish Balls.
Then, we hit golf balls into the lake and feel like badasses because it looks like it goes SO FAR when really it was probably the worst shot ever.
I can hear Tim Allen's "Pure Michigan" radio ad voice now.....
xoxo
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