Monthly Archives: May 2014

The ballet “Everywhere We Go”

Hola Hart Beat. Happy Thursday! I’m so glad that this was a short week, it’s made time fly by. I’m so excited because tonight C., another friend Deirdre and I are all going to Lincoln Center to see the ballet! We actually read about the show on one of my love to hate favorite blogs, A Cup of Jo, and immediately bought tickets. The ballet is three parts and one is composed to music by Sufjan Stevens. I can’t wait! Check out my instagram for updates tonight and i’ll tell you all about it soon.

The night of 100 beards

149. Adam: Thomas Street, Manchester

Hi Hart Beat. I can’t remember where I found this photography series but I came across it the other day and knew I had to share it with you. The site is called 100 Beards, 100 Days and is a collection of work by freelance photographer Jonathan Daniel Pryce. The beard has been widely discussed lately and to be honest whatever way the final decision lands, I have already made up my mind. I love a guy with a solid beard. Fortunately, the last few guys I’ve dated have all had them (one even had a mustache). So people of the world, what do you think? Any good beard stories? Side note, for anyone wondering where the bearded men are, come to Brooklyn and walk down Bedford, beards galore.

Over the past few years, the beard has re-established itself as the ultimate accessory for the modern gentleman. To document this, every day for 100 days I photographed a new beard on the streets of London. From big and bushy to trendy and trimmed, I found men from all cultures and creeds who signed up to the cult of the beard.
Hello Ricki from Kings Road, London
Number 214, Sham in Alexandra Palace, Lodon

Number 216, Dane in Alexandra Palace, London
Lucky number 207, Andrew in Acton Mews, London
And lad number 170, Mr. Fabio on Via Fogazzaro, Milan
All photos by Jonathan Daniel Pryce.
P.S. This entire tumblr reminds me so much of Your LL Bean Boyfriend. I miss Maine.

My Weekend on a Maine Island

Hey Hart Beat. I hope your Wednesday is going well. I’m on my lunch break and though I’d share some photos with you from this past Memorial Day Weekend. As I mentioned last week, my college roommate and I joined my family on an island in Maine where my Grandmother has a summer house. It was such a beautiful weekend, Hart Beat. The island was just opening for the summer (they turn the water off in the winter) and a bunch of families made the trek north to enjoy the sunny weather.
The entire weekend we spent wandering around the small island, visiting friends, looking out at the water and hanging out with my mom’s new puppy. She had been looking at australian labradoodle puppies for a while and she finally decided to get one. He’s in a bunch of the photos below, I can’t get enough. I hope you like the pictures and that they give you a little boost this cold and dreary Wednesday.
Me and James, chillin’ on the South Shore.
I want dis house.
The cove and Bobby’s lobster boat.

One of my favorite rooms on the Island, the library children’s section.
This was my jam when I was growing up.
My mom brought her new Labradoodle puppy up to the island. James is about 8 months old so he’s still getting used to being off leash and playing with other dogs. He had the best time! There were so many other family dogs running around that he got to make so many friends. Getting a puppy was a great idea for mom. She spent ages learning about them on websites like and the puppy adores her too! It’s so cute! Buying a puppy can be expensive but I think they’re worth every penny. You’ll have to pay for vet bills, hair cuts and pet food so the costs can quickly add up. That said, my friend uses pet food coupons which makes looking after her many pets a bit cheaper!! Below are some of the best puppy play dates.
C. playing with James and another Labradoodle Griffin. HEAVEN.
James! Follow Daisy!

Dreams do come true.

The island pump where you can get crystal clear water.
P.S. James is there drinking from the special dog bowl.

A day on the beach with James.

Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires: The new Johnny and June

Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires at Bonnaroo in 2013 (David McClister)

Hey Hart Beat. I hope your Tuesday night is going well. I am so glad to finally be sitting down to write. After work I was busy running errands and doing laundry but the whole time I was thinking about how much I want to share this post with you!

Over the weekend while driving up to Maine I caught up on some of my favorite playlists. A new one just starting up from my beloved WNYC (‘sup Soterios) called Death, Sex & Money by Anna Sales was at the top of my list. And Hart Beat, it’s amazing! You have to listen to it! The episode that struck me the most was Anna’s most recent installment called “Confessions of a Nashville Power Couple.” That title, um… yes please.

In the episode host Anna speaks with country singing couple Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires. Their story is amazing and the two go into great detail in the podcast about their troubles with trust, alcohol abuse, career success and navigating a relationship in such a complicated world. I could listen to them talk all day.

One of the best parts of the episode (other than hearing such great life advice from people with southern accents) was being introduced to both Jason and Amanda’s work. I am in love, Hart Beat. Their music is amazing. Each have debuted a solo album in the last year and have set off on their own to create a following. They are both work listening too. I’ve put a great rendition of the couple singing “Cover Me Up” live but you should listen to the entirety of both Southeastern and Down Fell the Doves. My personal favorites are “Stockholm” and “Bulletproof. Gah, I can’t get enough.

P.S. It was only mentioned once but the similarities between Amanda and Jason and Johnny and June are uncanny. I can’t wait what comes next from these two.

Memorial Day Weekend in Maine

Bonjour Hart Beat!! Happy long weekend! This weekend my best friend from college (remember C?) and I are driving up to Maine to spend the holiday weekend at my Grandmother’s summer house. We’ll be on an island off Boothbay Harbor for the entire weekend! I grew up going to the island but C has never been and I can’t wait to show her around! I won’t be blogging since the island has no internet (or cars, or restaurants, or grocery stores, or phones) but that’s another story for another day. Have a relaxing Memorial Day Weekend and I’ll talk to you next week!

Pretend shopping with a Madewell Sale

Hey Hart Beat. Happy almost weekend! I was at work today and got an email from Madewell saying that they’re having a random 24 hour sale today. Um.. what Madewell? I don’t usually like to shop from big stores but Madewell is always the one that changes my mind. I’m on a bit of a spending freeze right now so why don’t we do a little pretend shopping of their sale items? Want to come fictional shopping with me?

1. The Latticework Shirt. This shirt says, I’m your girl next door best friend who knows how to french braid like a baller and drink whisky straight up.
2. The Lightweight Tomboy Workshirt. This shirt says, I’m the salt of the Earth kind of girl who likes to hop on my bike and ride through Brooklyn all day. I won’t stop for a car but if you’re cute dog runs up to me I’ll make sure to yield to that pup.
3. The Warren Sandal in Silver. This shirt says, Oh don’t mind me stomping down Bedford Ave this casual Saturday afternoon. I’m just going to stop by Smorgasburg and grab an ice cream cookie and then bop into Bird to pick up a new maxi skirt for work this week.
4. The Checkbook Wallet. This wallet says, I’m the kind of girl that has my life together with all my cards perfectly categorized in alphabetical order. My bills never come out crinkled and ripped and oh, this leather hue, I woke up with this.
5. The Linen Timeoff Tee. This T says, What’s that? I didn’t see you there I’m just going through my bag to find my metro pass before I whisk off to the East Village for a drink with my best friend from college at a local Jazz bar. No big.
6. The Essential White Boyshirt. This shirt says, Whoops, didn’t see you there. I’m just rushing out of my boyfriends apartment on the way to my workshare space to edit some photographs for a couple of magazines that are freelancing me.
Thanks, Madewell!

Image Pairings on Tuesday Night

Hi Hart Beat. How is your Tuesday night going? I’m sorry I’ve been MIA this weekend and early week. I was in Washington D.C. over the weekend at my brother’s graduation and am only just getting back into the swing of things in Brooklyn. For a quick little post tonight I thought I would share some image pairings that I’ve been working on. I want some of these printed out for the hallway in my apartment. What do you think?

Ascona, Switzerland and Matisse.
Marilyn and a great poster

Slow it down tonight

Evening, Hart Beat. I’m not sure if you’ve listened to this song from the famous Lumeneers album but if not, well, you’re gonna love it. I’m probably way behind the times but I don’t care. This song is hitting every directly on the head and this live version below is even better. So Hart Beat, happy Thursday night to you.

The Lumineers sing “Slow It Down”


Café de L’Imprimerie by Sean O’Brien

Morning Hart Beat! I have a beautiful poem to share with you today. I love finding great poems in The New Yorker and this week there was another gem. All I can think about when I read this poem is falling in love in Europe and my favorite start crossed lovers. I hope you like this one as much as I do. And p.s. here’s a great poetry podcast if you need something to listen to on the train.

Café de L’Imprimerie
by Sean O’Brien

I wait for you inside a glass beside
The long dim window of the Café de l’Imprimerie.
I see you, beautiful and wry

And not yet here, and yet not here,
While this late-summer evening never ends
And never ends but is infinitesimally

Dimming on the street besides Les Halles, where I
Can see you, beautiful and wry as you draw near,
And I am reassured you are not coming. Yes.

All night I wait for you at the Café de l’Imprimerie.
Your absence makes you beautiful and wry
And this late-summer evening never ends,

Nor does the beautiful intolerable
Music, where the truth is cut
With sentiment and surely fatal.

Come now. Do not come. Come now. Do not,
And lead me to a room where you undress,
A bare white room at un atraceable address

Where we will stay forever. Come now. Do not. Yes.