let's go to the movies.

just yesterday i had the best idea eh-eh-eh-v-er for a blog post. and just yesterday, i forgot said blog post. such is life. and yet, here i am, trying to reclaim said blog post.

a weekly tradition has been enacted here at the prepster apartment. sunday funday brunch and movies. i say tradition because when the weather begins to cool, and we can't really enjoy the outdoor weather because it's the same temperature of the north pole, we're going to need to do something indoors. and that my friends, is the worst sentence and thought process ever. basically, it's only been two weeks. and those two weeks have been practice. we've been watching a shameful (note: i'm not really ashamed) amount of disney films. not like, homeward bound disney. i mean, disney classic animated films.

oddly, for someone such as myself who loves film, i've seen very few of the classic ones. but the renaissance disney films, i can recite by heart. anyway, i know what you are thinking: what do you wear?!

we wear pajamas. duh.

and i also know what you are thinking now: what do you eat?!

simple really. brunch food. this past week we - ok. i should said who we is. we is myself. and jill. soon, more people will come forth in our sunday funday extravaganza, but that is a case by case basis. and also, when they decide to come over. we act exclusive, but we love everyone. we're like glee! so anyway, we made stuffed raisin bread french toast. and then watched three disney films. once we've exhausted our disney vault, we will move onto a new genre. john hughes. musicals. movies that make you cringe at the very mention (any movie hillary duff has ever starred in (OH I JUST REMEMBERED MY POST IDEA - it's about movie stars (using that term lightly) and what they do after they hit their peak!); any movie based off an SNL skit; cuba gooding jr.) - the ideas are endless! but brunch will always be in our stomachs. plus, i love brunch food. and entertaining. don't you?

it's time for me to go to bed, and i hope you are all thinking about brunch now. cheerio.

mushing of the mind

for everyone not living in new york city, and those who believe fashion is about engrossing as the paving of a sidewalk, friday night marked the second annual "fashion's night out." basically, every major store in midtown - parts of madison avenue and fifth avenue - as well as the meatpacking district and soho had events. these events ranged from staying open past eight in the evening, to having full on open bars. i preferred the latter.

it's a great event which was the brain child of one, ms. anna wintour. and i am really content to see so many stores taking part. essentially, the goal was to get people to shop when the entire economy was in shambles, and it is still the goal. these stores have celeb appearances, champagne and little marketing ploys to get you in. for instance, gant had half naked models standing outside the store. abercrombie, eat your heart out. which reminds me to never walk by the abercrombie store on fifth because they are PUMPING their cologne/scent-of-preteen-children out into the open and it reeks.

so, gant, i love gant clothing. tres adore. michael bastian is currently designing the line - it's a mens line only - and he is just amazing. it's such great stuff! i suggest you check, check, check it out. like, right now. i'll wait.

anyway, most people go cray cray over celeb guests, or celeb appearances. or just a plain ole celeb sighting. just last post, i saw chelsea clinton and totally kept it together. i could have had a conversation with her and not even broken a sweat. what i am trying to say, celebs don't get to me. i never would turn into a bowl of soggy cheerios just because i was talking to chelsea clinton. however, jake gyllenhaal is a totally different matter though.

back to the main road, i find out that michael bastian is AT GANT! i have him sign my book. i get to take a picture with him. i turn into a soggy bowl of cheerios and can't say anything or relative intelligence. i look like a bumbling fool. i probably acted like a bumbling fool too. so now, i see celebs don't bother me. fashion designers though, i love. i. love.

overall, a very successful evening. i hope you are all able to come visit and enjoy the very fashionable night out.

ps, if i wasn't so freaking tired, i would go into more detail about the amount of weird clothing i saw, and how i think it could be better. maybe next post. au revoir.

have you-uh seen the-uh cow

good evening readers (at the time of this posting at least)

this has been a much needed weekend of relaxation and lounging. which, is just fine by me. to recap, friday, erin and i went and has a slumber party, watching movies from our past. specifically, "my best friends wedding" which was a phrase i stated often when sean tied the knot with jami.

side note, i don't know if i actually did a recap of said wedding, but it was beautiful and classy. the men wore tuxes, and the women wore long dresses. the bride wore white too.

after seeing julia in "eat, pray, love" i have decided i like her more when she is fun and bubbly. don't get me wrong, i love "erin brockovich" but her laugh and smile was made for romantic comedies. "notting hill" being my favorite.

also, to coincide with america's sweetheart, today, monday, i saw the one and only chelsea clinton in chelsea returning many wedding gifts. i wish she was in my social circle.

i am having sever add right now....so i will do the rest of the post in about 30 min or so...

ok, i am back. somewhat settled.

so erin and i had a great night of movie watching, which was then followed by a drunken brunch. brunch happens to be one of my favorite meals. i mean, breakfast is also one of my favorite meals, but brunch just is more relaxing. and more apt for alcohol.

and speaking of "notting hill" about a few lines up, it is on. and i am going to watch it. my add is pleased.

over the hill

i am now officially over the hill. at least, in my 20s. which ain't no thaaaaang.

now that that is out of my system...

i had a great birthday full of wonderful friends and laughter. mary decorated my door and it was pure love. and she managed to find the coolest glassware around. i also treated myself with my birthday money to a few fancy purchases of the burberry kind. if you know me, you know i love burberry. j'adore burberry more specifically. so i feel pretty, oh so pretty. i am hoping to enact a burberry night where mary and i drink to our prepsterness and lounge in our burberry attire. the ladies who lunch have a few new members and a possible alcohol problem.

work is getting busy. busier. so i need to work on "my organizational skills" which is a direct quote from my boss. and i mean, i understand i am not super organized at all times, but i have my own way of doing things and it makes sense to me. it just annoys me that he assumes i am going to rethink my entire way of business skills because he wants things done a certain way. in all my life, it's a two way street. so i find it annoying because i find myself unproductive, constantly stepping around things, wondering if i should do that or not do that. i think it also stems from the fact my boss needs constant attention. and even today, i was talking to someone and he pulls me into his office only to ask what the person wanted. it was bizarre. bizarre i tell you. biiiiiizzzzzzaaaaaaare.

on a completely different note, i have noticed my midsection is starting to resemble a bagel. which stems from me eating A LOT of bagels. so i am going on a little diet (very little, like i won't always have the last bite) and starting to run again (run, like 1 mile at a time. let's not get fancy.) i would think with the stress of my job and the stress of being awesome at all times would make me lose weight like that, but no. it takes work. and if it is because i just became a man of a certain age, my body and i are going to have some words.

i am going to watch the little mermaid with the rooms. honest.