Weekend Whimsy: Sundays

Some late whimsy but whimsy neverthless. A few reads and recipes from around the web to make your Sunday morning a little more delicious. I’ll be cozied up drinking tea and reading articles with Michael.


I want nothing more to walk into my kitchen this morning and find that some wonderful Sunday Morning Fairy has whipped up these homemade English Crumpets. If that doesn’t end up being the case, I’ll probably just bake them next Saturday afternoon.

Embrace your inner Stone Fox Hippie this morning and read Molly Guy’s interview on The Coveteur. It’s an oldie but a goodie. And now I have a new dream for the end of my wedding day – cake in bed followed by ribs at Five Leaves.

And whilst we’re embracing hippies, this NYMag article on the cult versus the culture of Yoga is quite lovely (and very correct).

I’m seriously considering following The Man Repeller’s advice and going on an iPhone cleanse – it sounds sort of magical. I’m one of those people who secretly loves when they lose their phone or it breaks because it means I’m unreachable and it’s not my fault. Is that super weird? Maybe.

And finally, some inspiration for next week — everything sounds better when Ira Glass says it.


Weekend Whimsy: Grey Skies

Seems it will be a pretty grey weekend in Brooklyn over the next few days. Perfect for roasting a chicken, cleaning the apartment and reading a few articles — maybe even writing one.

Looking for books to read this winter? Bustle has pulled together Hannah Horvath’s Reading List and Judy Blume and Lena Dunham curated a reading list for The Cut.

Darling have partnered with Soul Pancake to create the digital series That’s What She Said — their first video looks beautiful and touches on the always interesting concept of body image.

This easy face mask might be a nice addition to a lazy weekend. Plus, a winter skin saver!

Meryl Streep wins every time. Plus, I’m sort of obsessed with the idea that she and Emma Thompson are friends – throw in Diane Keaton and you have my dream dinner party.

Hope it’s a beautiful weekend folks!


Weekend Whimsy: A Chill In The Air


My room is freezing. The temperature has dropped considerably this week and I’ve brought out the heavy blankets and the scarves. But there’s one cold weather preparation I just can’t seem to face –  I can’t turn on the heating and I can’t close the windows, not just yet. Winter lasts so long and our apartment starts to feel stuffy and small so fast. For now, I’m wrapping up really cozy, taking lots of baths and scurrying as quickly as I can from bed to  shower every single morning.

Some whimsy for this chilly pre-Halloween weekend …

This Striped Wool Throw looks like the coziest thing to snuggle up in on a Fall afternoon.

I think I’m going to make this Butternut Squash Spaetzle this weekend – I still have a whole squash leftover from last week’s CSA delivery.

Speaking of food, this article by Gabrielle Hamilton is just wonderful – it’s all about her time in Italy with her Mother-in-Law and it makes you want to marry an Italian and runaway and eat tomatoes and eggplants all day. I read her book, Blood Bones and Butter, last year and her chapters on Italy were some of my favorites.

Last Sunday, I enjoyed an evening of live jazz at Basik. A band performs every week and it feels so seasonal to drink a hard cider with the crisp, Autumn air sneaking in and the saxophone singing away. I highly recommend it…

Happy Weekend!

Weekend Whimsy: Taking Yourself On A Date



On my last day in LA, when my family had long gone, I took myself out on a date. My flight didn’t depart until 11pm and I had a whole day to myself in a way that you never get a day to yourself when you’re home. It was magical. I meditated, I packed, I took myself out for a perfect cappuccino. And then (even though the weather in LA is glorious) just because I felt like it, I took myself to a movie. 

I went to the fancy indie cinema and I got to sit in a big plush chair. I bought myself tea and overpriced organic chocolate and I didn’t worry about money or what anyone else wanted. I saw Short Term 12 and it was incredible. It was beautiful and sad and honest and funny and joyful and exquisite. And the end, the end was everything the end of a movie should be.

I can’t recommend the film, the acting (Brie Larson for the win) or the directing enough. After my movie, I took myself to get an In N Out burger and I called my best friend and we spoke for exactly 1 hour. And then I poured myself a glass of wine and ended my date. It was the most wonderful day. It wasn’t about doing anything special, it wasn’t about being alone per say (I work alone and get a good amount of alone time). But it was about embracing the alone time and letting myself know that it was just for me to do exactly what I wanted to do. It was about making that alone time special. 

So, this weekend, this week, this month, I encourage you to take yourself out on a date. Pretend your city isn’t your city, pretend there are no friends and no work and no money worries and no errands and no boyfriends to distract you. Pretend no one needs you and you are alone in New York (or wherever you live) for 24 hours and take yourself out on a little date.  

Happy Weekend!

Weekend Whimsy: Hello April!

Violet Grows April Chelsey Duckworth

We’re halfway through April and NYC is finally getting some bright and beautiful weather. Here’s a little wish list to take us into Spring:

I am dying to get my hands on a pair of Swedish Hasbeens but I can’t decide whether I should get them in red or navy?

This Madewell backpack seems like just the thing for Spring day trips and bicycle rides through Brooklyn.

Cherry Bombe  is a brand new biannual magazine that celebrates women and food (a few of my favorite things). The first issue features Gabrielle Bernstein, April Bloomfield and Sofia Coppola. I’m very excited to get my hands on it!

I cannot wait for  a warm evening and a glass of crisp rose with my best friends  – the moment when you know Spring/Summer is truly here for good.

Some Whimsical poetry for your week!

Morning Poem by Mary Oliver

Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again
and fasten themselves to the high branches —
and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands

of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails
for hours, your imagination
alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it
the thorn
that is heavier than lead —
if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging —
there is still
somewhere deep within you
a beast shouting that the earth
is exactly what it wanted —

each pond with its blazing lilies
is a prayer heard and answered
every morning,
whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy,
whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.


Weekend Whimsy: Simple Things

It’s a beautiful Spring weekend and I am looking forward to enjoying the sun and some simple pleasures. Tomorrow morning, I’m making pancakes with my boyfriend because lazy mornings with blueberry pancakes and fresh squeezed orange juice are the most important.

I spent this morning at the McCarren Park Green Market – it’s a small market but it’s finally filling up with tulips,  apples and parsnips.

I’m headed to the Shops at The Loom tomorrow for a little date exploring the East Williamsburg/Bushwick area.

Tomorrow is the return of Smorgasburg – it’s outside again and I am ready to lounge on the waterfront eating tasty treats!

I think I might make some homemade ricotta this weekend. My lovely friend Lilli made some for a dinner party last week and it was just delicious. This recipe looks pretty simple.

Happy Weekend Friends.


April is National Poetry Month so I’ll be sharing some of my favorite poems this month instead of Weekend Wisdom.

The Guest House 

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi

Weekend Whimsy: Spring Holidays

This week I was given the most perfect gift – a daffodil plant. It means a lot to this Welsh girl to have a bit of home on her windowsill.  I’m spending Sunday with my very dear friend Lilli – we have a standing date each Easter and I’m looking forward to a long, lazy brunch. I hope you all have a lovely long-weekend and fingers crossed, there’ll be some sunshine!

I just discovered the website/video series Smart Girls At The Party by Amy Poehler. It’s a smart and charming site dedicated to encouraging young women to find success by simply being who they are. Check out Amy’s interview with the legendary Irma Kalish below.

I attended a housewarming party this weekend and brought a bottle of Dorothy Parker Gin. It’s my new favorite hostess present because it’s distilled just two blocks away from my apartment and it is a real (and delicious) taste of Williamsburg. I highly recommend it for your friends (or you!)

I so want to get my hands on a copy of The Gentlewoman – it looks like the most beautiful and compelling magazine and it’s the perfect place to find inspiring women and funky brands/artists.


Also, started watching Homeland this week – my life is over.

Some Weekend Wisdom for us all.


Weekend Whimsy: Wales

Apologies that this is more of a post-weekend whimsy but, it is coming all the way from Wales and it is all about Wales. I’m here in the land of sheep and daffodils and this weekend, I am happy to share all the very best bits of it with you.

Bara Brith is a traditional Welsh sweet bread that is made with dried fruit that has been soaked in breakfast tea. It is simple to make and absolutely delicious with lots of butter and a cup of  milky tea. I have a top secret family recipe to protect but this one is pretty excellent!

This excerpt is from Dylan Thomas, a famous Welsh poet who is from Swansea in South Wales. In Quite Early One Morning he writes about  Holyhead which is a town in the north of Wales near my hometown. Sometimes, when I am feeling homesick I read his poems about Wales and it feels like laying down on pebble-stoned beaches and walking between rocky cliff-sides and raging grey seas.

Quite early one morning in the winter in Wales, by the sea that was lying down still and green as grass after a night of tar-black howling and rolling, I went out of the house, where I had come to stay for a cold unseasonable holiday, to see if it was raining still, if the outhouse had been blown away, potatoes, shears, rat-killer, shrimp-nets, and tins of rusty nails aloft on the wind, and if all the cliffs were left. It had been such a ferocious night that someone in a smoky ship-pictured bar had said he could feel his tombstone shaking even though he was not dead, or at least was moving; but the morning shone as clear and calm as one always imagines tomorrow will shine.

Quite Early One Morning , Dylan Thomas

Every time I return from Wales I bring a Welsh Love Spoon back (usually for the increasing number of friends I know who are getting married). A Welsh Love Spoon is a carved, decorative wooden spoon that was traditionally made by a man and then given to his partner as a romantic gesture and a promise that he could provide for her. They date back to the 17th century and are a beautiful example of the craftsmanship, folklore and tradition that is so rich here.

There are so many other lovely trinkets and traditions from this whimsical land, but for now this will have to do. It is the grayest place I can think of and whenever I visit I scoff at how depressing and drab this little world is. But, as soon as the sun peeks out, my heart  is melted by endless sheep-spotted fields and the history inside cobble-stoned castle walls.

Instead of Weekend Wisdom, here’s a little Welsh to learn – it’s the name of a town in Wales and it means “St. Mary’s Church in the hollow of the white hazel near the rapid whirlpool and the church of St. Tysilio with a red cave.” Enjoy!


Weekend Whimsy and Big News

It is December: there are gift guides galore, holiday songs on repeat, Christmas trees lining the sidewalks and gingerbread houses on display.

This is a week filled with some lovely whimsies:

Garance Dore finally opened a store. I’m sort of in love with her Early Winter poster (it’s currently my desktop). Plus, they are mighty affordable!

HBO released the Girls Season 2 trailer – something to look forward to once all the holiday fun is over.

I’ve begun reading Yvette Van Boven‘s new cookbook Homemade Winter. Oh my goodness, it makes you wish you were Dutch! Also, I want to bake everything.

Finally, the BIG NEWS: I got a new job! As of December 1st, I am working with Yotel New York as the social media copy writer and blog contributer. I am beyond excited to expand my little blogging world. Be sure to check them out, I got a tour of the hotel today and my, my it is fancy and futuristic.

Happy weekend folks!


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P.S. I have finally decided a blogging schedule! A personal post will be released every Wednesday and a Weekend Whimsy will be posted every Friday and it will always end with a weekend wisdom. Enjoy!