Happy Friday, Hart Beat! I can’t believe I’m typing this but it’s snowing right now in New York. That’s right. We went from having consecutive days of 60 degree glorious days to now being downed in a flurry of snow. Blah. To make it up to you I thought I would share the most heartwarming video that I found browseing ye old internet. Have you seen this video?
The video is amazing, right? I’ve fallen in love in New York and can say that the emotions the video evokes are pretty on point. I love the shots of the subway and Highline especially. The video reminds me of a similar feeling series that I posed on the blog a few years back. You can read the Yelp love story in this post here.
Thanks, Condé Nast for bringing some warm and fuzzies my way this wintery night. Does this video remind you of anything, Hart Beat?
Hi Hart Beat. I’m back! If you follow me on Instagram then maybe you saw I was on a romantic Costa Rican vacation with my mom last week. Well, like it or not now I’m back and have so much to share with you! Let’s start with this adorable book that has been circulating the internets recently.
Soppy by Philippa Rice is one of the most romantic things I’ve seen in a while. The artist has captured the small nuances of what it’s like to be in a long-term relationship like no one I’ve ever seen. From moments like cooking together to the trials and tribulations of claiming your side of the bed, to falling asleep together on the couch after the 100 Seinfeld episode, I kept thinking “did this woman spy on me and Pedro?” Honestly, so many of these comics could be us. And the best part? They are illustrations off of her relationship with her partner.
This means that as much difference as there is in every relationship, some things stay the same. The intimate parts stay the same. And for that, I am grateful.
P.S. For more illustrations from the book check out this post on Upworthy that has a ton.
Hi Hart Beat! I may be in heaven in Costa Rica with my mom right now but I still wanted to send you a little note on one of my favorite days, Valentine’s Day. While I am an adamant fan of the holiday, I know that this can be a hard day for lots of people. On a day full of love when you don’t have a special someone to share it with it’s easy to feel extra isolated and alone. But guess what Hart Beat, it doesn’t have to be that way! I’m a supporter of taking back Valentine’s Day from Hallmark and romantic comedies and making it a day for ourselves. Text your best friend, tell them you love them. Call your mom and your dad and ask them to be your Valentine. Or, just buy a pint of ice cream and watch the Bachelor tonight. Honestly, all these ideas sound amazing to me right now.
For those of you looking for a little Valentine’s pick me up here are four things to do right now.
Oh, Hart Beat. It’s cold here. It’s so cold here. It’s so so so cold and miserable here in New York that even The New York Times is writing about how today was one of the worst Monday’s. But, instead of complaining about how frozen my toes are and how slow the subway was this morning, let’s dream about L.A. instead, okay?
Because, have you seen La La Land!?! If there ever was a movie made for Hart Beat this would be it. The entire time I was watching it I felt like every scene was specially made for me. The music, the costumes, the light, the people… I can’t even. It was magical. Just watch this clip from the movie here. Ryan Gossling and Emma Stone sing the main theme from the movie.
Through the whole movie, I kept forgetting where I was and what time period the movie was supposed to be in. They would walk down the street and then Emma Stone would get in a Prius and I’d be all Ohhhhhh, right right right. This is happening now, not in the 1920’s. And the music! Lucky for you and me both the soundtrack version and the official movie score are both on Spotify so we can all pretend we live in the magical world of La La Land.
Have you seen the movie? If you haven’t run/walk/dance/tap dance there asap.
P.S. I forgive the Times because they published an article about all the classic dance moves that La La Land has in it. Definitely worth a read!
Hart Beat! It’s 2017! I have some resolutions that I want to share but what I really just want to put out into the internet tonight is this amazing video. A few things before you watch; One, if you don’t know this is a video starring street style icon and 87-year-old Grandmother slash Instagram star Baddie Winkle. Two, yes this is an advertisement for Smirnoff. Three, it came out a few months ago but whatever. And four, of course. How did you know? This is who I want to be in sixty years.
What do I see when I look in the mirror? A diamond. 87 karat. Getting brighter every day. We all should. We were born to shake, dip and roll. So when people say to me, granny sit down you’ll break something. I just smile and say, “Honey, the only thing I’m about to break is your man’s heart.”
BADDIE YES. And this song (because I know you’re obsessing like I am) is Breakout by Arnie Love & The Lovettes. This song is officially the best way to ring in 2017.
Hi Hart Beat. I know that it’s the time of year for buying things and planning holiday things (I do work for an ecom / cooking website) but all I can think about recently are all of the favorite women in my life. It’s pretty universal that November was rough. I’m still processing how I feel about November 8th and 9th but what I can say is it was the highest of highs followed by the worst low that I’ve had in a long time. There wasn’t much hope in that 48 hour period and, as much as I try to stay positive, there hasn’t been much hope since then.
I’ve tried to read the news and not read the news. I’ve tried to engage with conversations with people about where the future of our country is going and to just ignore the fact that we all know we’re somewhat fucked. But, in spite of all this, I have found the most absolute comfort in al the women in my life. They are who have gotten me through this last month and they are the sisters that I will stand next to going into 2017.
Five of my childhood girlfriends and I have a group imessage group that we started in 2013. It started originally as a Facebook group (pre-iphone) but even the change in technology couldn’t stop us from chit chatting about who we ran into from high school at the Y over Christmas break and what movies we were waiting to see the next season. Now we have a conversation that has been living on my phone for almost four years. The day after the election we renamed the group to “Nasty Beautiful Sisters” and I started crying all over again.
And it’s not just them. I feel so lucky that I can’t even count on one hand the amount of true sisters I have in the world. This post is already crazy long enough and since I try to keep them short here I’ll stop and just say thank you. Thank you to all my beautiful, kick-ass, nasty, hella smart, gracefull and kind friends reading this. I love you more than you know.
Hi Hart Beat. How’s the start of your month going? This summer I (and it seems like the rest of Brooklyn) read the novel Sweetbitter. One of best parts about the book though, which I wrote about earlier, was the discovery of the author Stephanie Danler on Instagram. The reason? She posts the most beautiful poems.
The poems Stephanie posted got me thinking about how I want to read more poetry but it’s hard! There are so many poems and poets in the world and I never know how to find them. Such good timing because my best friend Samantha forwarded me a poem from the Poetry Foundation last week. The poem was so moving that I started poking around their site and signed up for their Poem of the Day email program. It’s amazing, Hart Beat. Every day the foundation emails you a poem right to your inbox. Getting one poem a day is perfect because it is enough to digest without getting overwhelmed all the while discovering new poets that I’ve never heard of. You can sign up for poem of the day on their site here. Happy reading, Hart Beat.
Late Summer By Jennifer Grotz
Before the moths have even appeared
to orbit around them, the streetlamps come on,
a long row of them glowing uselessly
along the ring of garden that circles the city center,
where your steps count down the dulling of daylight.
At your feet, a bee crawls in small circles like a toy unwinding.
Summer specializes in time, slows it down almost to dream.
And the noisy day goes so quiet you can hear
the bedraggled man who visits each trash receptacle
mutter in disbelief: Everything in the world is being thrown away!
Summer lingers, but it’s about ending. It’s about how things
redden and ripen and burst and come down. It’s when
city workers cut down trees, demolishing
one limb at a time, spilling the crumbs
of twigs and leaves all over the tablecloth of street.
Sunglasses! the man softly exclaims
while beside him blooms a large gray rose of pigeons
huddled around a dropped piece of bread.
I’m not sure what it is but there’s something about summer that makes me think about French films. It might be because growing up in the Berkshires the local movie theater always carried the newest French movie. Over the years I’ve written about other movies that I loved (check out the list below for other recommendations!) but tonight I want to share a new trailer for My King (or Mon Roi en français) that premiers tomorrow in NYC. I haven’t seen the movie (yet!) but this trailer got me so good. According to a Brooklyn Magazine article the movie is tragic (of course it’s French) and romantic (again, duh) which is great because those are two of my favorite things.
Right!?!? I want to see it so badly and I don’t even really know what it’s about other than a tragic love story. The movie comes out tomorrow at Lincoln Center in the city.. Can’t wait for it to come closer to mr in Brooklyn.
Hi Hart Beat. Have you read Sweetbitter yet? It’s one of the books I keep seeing on the train in Brooklyn and for good reason. I’m not going to go into a detailed review here but my friend Sarah over at Food52 wrote a great write-up that I stand by. One thing that Sarah pointed out that I too loved about the book was how it read like poetry. And, that is why we’re here.
I started following the author Stephanie Danler on Instagram through a friend of a friend who used to work with her at Buvette. I am so glad I did. What I love about Stephanie’s Instagram is that she screenshots and shares some of the beautiful poetry that she’s reading. Reading these poems I can hear her voice in Sweetbitter and it is such a lovely partner to her novel. It’s such a beautiful respite when scrolling through the usual live envying and mouth watering photos that fill most Instagram pates (mine included).
Here are five of my favorite poems that Stephanie has posted over the year,
How do you know when you’re in love? The other day on Facebook I saw that The Atlantic posted a video that they made in Washington Square Park in Manhattan asking people that very question. The responses are all so true and I love all the different people that are asked. It’s so New York and it has me loving this city even more that I usually do.
My favorite response was “I know when I’m in love when the world stops.” Amen, sister friend. It’s just the best feeling in the whole world.