Hey you, dirty bird. Let’s talk activated charcoal – and my two current favorite uses for it. A few months ago, a friend of mine was talking about brushing your teeth with activated charcoal. Upon immediate Googling, I found more than a dozen bloggers who swore by the fine, jet black powder for safe and effective… Read More Put it in your mouth | Activated Charcoal
this is awkward palm tree. but i’m doing it anyways. when i freestyle…i lose confidence. xo, B
Time keeps us running. Sometimes I wish I could reach my hand out and hold onto it. Stand still with it in my hands, letting it all revolve around me, seeing the moment from every angle. Sometimes I feel like I’m running from it. Fill each second with a task, don’t waste a breath. The… Read More Catching Time
But I bet those reality show contestants hate it. Frankly, I don’t watch my DVR’d shows until a day or two later – if I’m lucky. At la maison de Bell we love to watch So You Think You Can Dance, The Voice, and Master Chef. Ok, so the only one that matters here is… Read More I ❤ DVR
Yeah that’s right. Les chats. That’s plural. That’s cats. That’s plural cats. Henry and Sal. Who have been renamed Philip and Salbert (like Colbert but Salbert – hold the t ) by my wonderful roomies. Why the new names? I don’t know, for some reason Andy kept thinking that Henry’s name was Philip. No, really.… Read More Les Chats.
Dear Annabell, Today, I saw you for the first time in a couple months. Papa brought you over, with Meme. I made taco dinner, and you loved it. You just bounced around at the end of the table while Meme poured ranch dressing on it. I laughed. I did the same thing when I was… Read More O Annabell
I first started applying for sublets before I’d been offereda job in NYC but after my friend told me her spare room had been filled. I met with a pothead whose apartment in the UES (Upper East Side), was wicked adorable. I think it was the faux fireplace that got me. It looked like a… Read More Midnight Monday Memories
I can’t remember if it was my 8th or 9th birthday. Maybe it was my 7th. At that age, it’s all fuzzy. All that really matters is there’s a party, cake, ice cream, and a bunch of presents with your name on it. My birthday parties consisted of ten or so giggling, screaming, running girls,… Read More What’s the Femme Fatale’s Fan Mail Address?
We have a tendency to narrate our lives according to the History Channel sign that stands across the river in the Bronx. “The History Channel sign isn’t lit.” “Hey, the words are all jumbled on the History Channel sign.” “It’s so foggy I can’t even see the History Channel today.” Like every day, I get… Read More Pretty Bubbles in the Air
I think I’ve made it clear that I love, love, love Etsy. For this weeks Jeudi Joie, it’s Lego Love. Legos are amazing. People that are far more creative and artsy than I am have been making lego sculptures for years. Heck, there’s an entire LEGOLAND. A LAND dedicated to little plastic bricks! Anyways, on… Read More Jeudi Joie: Lego Love