When will I learn

not to open the yogurt seal when it's facing me? I swear my nice blouses have been sprayed with "yogurt farts" for years, but every time I'm still somehow suprised and then annoyed with myself when it happens.

Today, I thought ahaed and opened it away from me (smart) but then realized too late that my awesome leather Kooba purse was underneath my hand (stupid).

It's funny how you can be having a good confidence day, feeling good in your outfit and then bam a little yogurt spray and there went that feeling. It's like when I have a powdered donut and am wearing black and go from looking NY chic to looking like a NY coke addict within one bite causing white powder to fall all over me.

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On the way to the wedding

One of my freshmen year roommates, Marissa, was married last Saturday up in Old Saybrook, Connecticut. I was gratiously invited despite not having seen her since graduation. My friend Karen went as my date (yeah yeah save the loser comments) and we figured since we’d be passing the Clinton Crossing Outlets and since the ceremony wan’t until 5:30 we would have plenty of time for a quick spree and then off to the wedding. Yet, we didn’t want to wear our dresses out while shopping, so we hung them in the back of the car and figured we’d change at a rest stop along the way. We had to settle for the Exxon gas station’s bathroom just off the exit. We went into the bathroom in shorts and tees and came out in formal attire causing a raised eyebrow from the clerk. Seems simple enough, but it took some balancing on flip flops in order to not touch the dirty floor and holding our breath due to the smell. We then did our makeup in the car and were off again.

 

We arrived at 5:29. Since we were just cutting in under the wire we had to sit on the groom’s side since those were the only seats available without being right up in front. Luckily our late appearance didn’t interfere with anything since there were a few other straglers wandering in and the wedding party was running a bit late to boot.

 

The wedding was very lovely and the only ceremony that had me laughing during it but in a good way. The vows started off normal, they were repeating the justice of the peaces’ lead, in sickness and health, love and cherish, etc. Then Marissa vowed to not to gloat when the Yankees beat the Red Sox and to not pester about his amps and guitars filling up their home and that she’ll allow the Xbox360 to be the other woman in his life. The groom then went through his vows and added that he promised not to gloat when the Red Sox beat the Yankees (as if!) to let Mia (their cat) be the only woman to sleep between them and to eat whatever she cooks despite the taste and...shoot their was another funny one. Anyway, it made their marriage more light hearted and less stern like some ceremonies can be and it just seemed more of a joining of friends and lovers than this big HUGE thing that is the M Word. She also didn’t throw her bouquet or garter and force her single friends out onto the dance floor for those rituals, phew.  

 

Their invitations had embossed clam shells on them and that theme was then carried out to their placement cards and wedding cake. Here’s a shot of the cake and one of me and the bride:

 

Congratulations again Marissa and John a.k.a. Mr. & Mrs. Simmas

Bloggers Who Brunch
Yesterday afternoon, with my office's approval, I headed to the Lower East Side's The Counter for the launch event of  Bloggers Who Brunch, a new organization created to celebrate and elevate the best female lifestyle and fashion bloggers.  About 15 female bloggers were in attendance and two blogging dudes too. The new group is the brain child of Pamela Pekerman of BagTrends.com and Lesley Scott of FashionTribes and sponsored by GLAM Media, Bacardi and Bust Magazine.

So what did we do? Networked, exchanged cute blogging cards and heard the wisdom of Constance White the Ebay Style Director; Samir Arora, GLAM Media CEO and Meghan Cleary of Missmeghan.com. As well as listened to the energetic speeches of Kathryn Finney, BudgetFashionista.com (she has a book out) and Najwa Moses, founder of Styleaholics.com (her video podcasts are funny, she recently interviewed Jerry Springer and Beyonce's dog) on how they created their sites and established themselves.

I was very flattered to discover that a lot of the bloggers that I met actually knew of When Tara Met Blog. Here are some of their sites, do check them out:
Cupcakes Take the Cake
I'm Not Obsessed! Celebrity Denial
Sense of Soot
Culture Kitchen
Celebrity Baby Blog
BooYouWhore.net
Open All Night
The Quest for It
Clothes Pin
The Beauty Newsletter
Second City Style Magazine
Girlawhirl

My faux pas' during the event:  I never claimed to be any good at holding a martini glass, despite the background image on my blog. So yeah, I let the watermelon mixture from Bacardi slosh over the rim of my glass while I was talking (I'm Italian, we use our hands) and splashed the feet of Pamela at BagTrends and her mother. Classy! My white heels were open toe so things got a little sticky. Next blunder, I told Najwa that I'll have to read her book, when I meant to say watch her podcast. This was towards the end of the brunch and I just met like 20 other people, but I still felt stupid especially after she corrected me. What a ninny. Also, not sure if it could really be called a brunch, it's not like we sat down and ate, but there were appetizers but all vegetable and tofu ones and being the unhealthy person that I am I don't eat veggies so I left the event around 2ish and had to return to work starving and then dive into three back to back meetings.  

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Hung Up

I can't keep on waiting for you
I know that you're still hesitating
Don't cry for me
'cause I'll find my way
you'll wake up one day
but it'll be too late!!

Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you

Last night I saw Madonna live in concert at Madison Square Garden. It was her last night in New York and my first time seeing her perform. I had a great time, the crowd was electric and she was very entertaining. However, she only sang two of her older songs: "Like a Virgin" and "Lucky Star." No Holiday, no Cherish, Vogue or my favorite Crazy For You. Instead she stuck to her new album Confessions on the Dance Floor. Despite the fact that she didn't go back to her roots much, I enjoyed hearing her new songs from that album and her relatively recent dance hits like "Ray of Light" and "Music." She also sang "San Pedro" too. Overall it was very disco and I like that, so I was happy.

She entered the stage inside a huge disco ball and to the roaring of the crowd, which was pretty awesome. Themes that she had going on during the concert were an S&M Equestrian look to the wardrobe and dancing during the first few songs, to a rocker look and feel for a while, then turning totally disco in white suits, colored lights and dancers on roller skates. 

 

The dancers actually impressed me more than her actually since they were really rocking out there and going into very break-dancy like moves. She on the other hand performed for only two hours and took lots of breaks and didn't even do an encore, which was unheard of to me. She looked great though, very ripped and still pretty. Her dance moves were also pretty impressive.

There were moments where I rolled my eyes like when she was hanging on a disco ball looking cross and wearing a crown of thorns while the screens gave statistics on the status of Aids in Africa. I liked the sentiment but I hope she realizes she isn't the real Madonna or U2 either, right?

Overall I was more impressed when I saw Cyndi Lauper in concert who although older could hold notes longer, didn't take a break, did an encore and sang both new and old songs while also sharing anecdotes and jokes along the way, oh and she also played her own instruments for some of the songs too. So pay half the ticket price and see a real 80s pop star.

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Dos Caminos

It's that time again in New York City, Restaurant Week, where 3 course meals are $35 at the top eateries in the city. However, add in tax, tip and a drink my bill last night came to $58 when my friend Karen and I went to Dos Caminos SoHo. 

Inside has a good atmosphere and I had a great Pinot Noir (Echelon; CA) with my duck entre. I handed my glass over to Karen to try saying it was spicy and was like a banquet in your mouth. She took a sip, made a face as if she just took a shot of tequila and replied with a gasp "Banquet? There’s like a 300 piece band in there, I think I tasted a trombone." lol, well I like it dry and with substance and she's not much of a drinker. 

The ensalada I had as an appetizer was a bit too spicy and their most raved about item, their guacamole, wasn't on the pre fix meal, so we ordered off that menu to try it. They supposedly mix it at the table for you in these stone holders and you have the option of mild, medium and spicy. We went with mild and it was super yummy, but it came to our table already mashed-to-order. I'm not even a huge guacamole fan but it was very creamy and yum with tomatoes mixed in that it had me scraping my chips along the edges for more. Take a look:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Other than that, the food wasn't terribly Mexican despite the restaurant’s name but more traditional tasting with a latin/american fusion menu.