The weather turned from mid-40s and raining to 80s and sunny this weekend. The shorts had to come out. My two favorite pairs are from the Gap I got on sale for $11.99 about three years ago. The length is perfect and they have the coin pocket in the right pocket. I want to add to my shorts options as it gets warmer. These are some options I found while trying to stay cool this weekend:
A party is not a party without an official drink and to properly toast the last weekend in my apartment before I moved in with my dad to save and prepare for NYC, we gorged on wine slushies. Yes, wine slushies. Wine snobs we are not, we concocted a cool, refreshing drink appropriate for any summertime soiree. It's best enjoyed in the sweltering heat and amongst the highest quality of friends and neighbors.
Wine Slushie
1 12oz. frozen can of cranberry juice
1 cup of water
1 bottle of blackberry wine
1 cup of blueberry pomegranate juice
Pour all of the ingredients in a pitcher and freeze. Allow freeze for at least four hours. Ingredients can be adjust to one's own taste. Enjoy.
"The Swimming Pool" is available on DVD now.
Myth: Guys can't drink Cosmos.
Fact: Guys can drink White Cosmos.
After a fantastic dinner at El Mundo the other night, post-dinner cocktails at Proof hit the spot in more ways than one. It's difficult to justify $10 cocktails, but when it's this good, you pay exactly for what you get.
White Cosmo
1 ounce Pepe Lopez Tequila
1/2 ounce Triple sec
1 ounce white cranberry juice
1/2 slice lime for garnish
In a shaker with cracked ice, combine the tequila, triple sec, and cranberry juice. Shake well. Strain into a martini glass, garnish with the lime, and serve at once.
These are best appreciated on a late spring night at the Proof bar where your eyes is pulled in every direction to take in the mid-century pop art, black and white boobie photos, and apple-toting bronzed nymph that sits atop the bar.
I try to keep this blog as focused as possible but from time to time it does stray a little bit and tiny morsels about me are revealed along the way. I try not to be so intentionally elusive and mysterious, but I think pontificating about Bunuel or Hilary Rhoda's eyebrows is far more interesting than updates about my little life. However, I have been relatively absent for a while due to intense planning for what was an event beyond belief. I have officially lived in my new apartment for a little over a month and what better way to celebrate than by throwing a late night soiree? Friends, co-workers, and the assorted beautiful people made their way through my new place and noshed on everything from stuffed portabella mushrooms, sushi, fresh pico de gallo, brie, bruschetta, and of course, cupcakes. Naturally dancing ensued and I think a good time was had by all, but the party was a true success when two silly ideas were well executed. One: "La Dolce Vita", "Marie Antoinette", and "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" screening on mute as music (Daft Punk, Isaac Hayes, Serge Gainsbourg, and Prince just to name a few) played in the background, inspiring us to party a little harder along the way. Two: A lovely wall of lights framing the partygoers, bathing them in a sexy glow. Highlights:
Even though they're all a little blurry and off, that in a way perfectly describes the evening. I can't say it enough but I thank everyone who came and contributed to an evening of good food, good drinks, and good times. What more can you ask for?
I played a little bit of tennis in between shifts at work today and not only did I learn that I need to work on controlling my forehand, but something more vital became evident to me. Leg sweat is by far the most disgusting form of sweat on the body, particularly behind the knee sweat. I played in my hideous uniform of khaki pants and pique polo, which sounds like it wouldn't induce such copious amounts of perspiration but I was completely mistaken. I raised my moist pant leg to discover my drenched leg hairs pressed against my dewy calf. I was immediately disgusted with myself. Wiping off the unbelievable mess that was my body was simply not enough after my horrid discovery. After a shower and some much needed relaxation, I was awarded the treat that I needed to forget my sopping wet afternoon: frozen fresh blueberries and vanilla bean ice cream. It's my new summer indulgence aside from air conditioning and summer blockbusters. Blackberries had long been my berry of choice, but how can one resist the firm skin and burst of tangy flavor of a blueberry? Distinguished for its singular blue hue, the blueberry is also full of antioxidants and low in calories. Again, what's not to love? Next time you find yourself swimming in your own sweat, grab some vanilla ice cream and top it with some frozen blueberries and everything will seem less unbearable.
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