Red Hot Shop

Oh, Target. What will you come up with next? First the $1 bins, now this: the Red Hot Shop. Like so many other things, am I behind on this? I hope I'm not the only one who just discovered it today.


It's a round-up of Target's best secret stash that you can't necessarily get in your local store. Strapless dresses, cool gadgets, housewares, and crafty gifts—a make-your-own-bag kit and screen-printing kit? Yes, please!

Wish I woulda known about this before Christmas shopping ...

Oh, Bliss

I'm very tardy in posting about Mrs. French. See her blog, Bliss, over there on my "other lovelies" list? She's a Portland friend, and she's recently launched her Etsy shop, blissfulimages, filled with ethereal, beautiful original photography.


Like what you see? Find more here!

Also, the following image, Paper Web, will soon be added to Urban Outfitter's arsenal of wall art. Find it in stores in early spring.


Congrats, Mrs. French!

I heart LGA

No, no really, I dislike LaGuardia airport, and so far Midwest Airlines, too.

It's not Midwest's fault this time. (Over Thanksgiving, it sure was and they had no cookies to make up for it. I'm still smarting.) This time, it's Mother Nature's fault. It's snowing, blah blah blah. All flights but mine have been canceled, and if mine is canceled, my next option is Thursday. That's almost a week from today, kids, and it's also Christmas Day.

Le sigh.

My flight's not 'til 8 pm (in theory), but my boss practically pushed me out the door at noon. "Go!" she said. "Get on a flight, any flight."

So I skipped rush hour and grabbed a cab. After an hour in line, I'm here with a Vanity Fair, the Reasons to Love NYC issue of New York mag, the fantastic Laura Marling on my iPod (download now, please), "Sex and the City" Netflix DVD, an $8 pass to get online, webmail for work, and Hulu.com. I think I'm set for a while.

I'm sitting at the same gate as always: B1. There's a squeaky air vent that squeaked the last time I was here, too. I've no longer wondered how long of my life I waste at stoplights; instead I think about time wasted waiting for trains and airplanes.

There's a girl sitting across from me who I swear went to my middle school. I know she lives in NYC, so it would make sense that she'd be waiting for a KC flight, too. I'm just waiting for a good time (when I'm good and bored) to possibly make a grand fool of myself by asking, "Kate? Kate from Overland Trail?"

If only I weren't at the airport, and I'd be so giddily excited about this snow.

ISO ...

In search of: flirty party outfit for New Year's. (Yes, I hate strongly dislike New Year's as much as the rest of you. But this year, I'm dressing up and raising my glass to two-thousand-fine.)

$40, Target — bargain and swingy, but could look like a potato sack:



$252, Marc Bouwer on BlueFly.com — too dressy and too pricey, but so pretty:


$130 sequin tank and $89 dark skinny jean at Banana Republic — ah, just right ... but $130 for a tank? Not in this economy:


A-ha! Problem solved:

$20, Forever 21 — probably won't fit as well as the BR option, but for $20 and one night, who cares? Pair with skinny jeans and black boots I already own; done and done:

Thoughts? What are you wearing?

If Only

Couldn't help but think of this if-only-the-I-had-been-two-seconds-earlier article as the infamous G train slid into the station right as I was heading to Crafternoon.

A Christmas miracle!

29 times played on iTunes

I was so very close to spending $100 to see Bon Iver at Town Hall this week just to hear him sing "Skinny Love" live. I didn't, and in retrospect it was smart, since I was plagued with a stomach/chest/head bug. Still. Wouldn't you want to hear him live, too?

LIFE photo archive on Google

My agenda for tonight is officially set: Google has the entire LIFE photo archive online, organized by decade, searchable, and available to buy! I'm so nerdily excited.