these are the 'rents. i am really going to miss them.

me and the Caruso twins at the Ronchka/Huntgate wedding.

Some dork at Casa Napoli gave me a caffeinated cappucino instead of decaf. As a result, I am experiencing some serious insomnia.

ok - i just wrote this huge rant but decided against publishing it cause I am too ticked off right now.

i can't believe a week of vacation has flown by so quickly. i made some resolutions for the rest of the year.

1) lose 10 lbs (i want to look great in my power suits)

2) work out more (exercise = endorphins = happy me)

3) read 2 books per month. so i have more to talk about than just work.

4) travel at least 2 more times

5) stop spending money on clothes and/or shoes.

6) call my parents more often.

7) sleep more.

Out on the patio.

It's weird being on vacation. Since 2005 I haven't stopped for more than 24 hours working or doing something work related. This morning on my second day of vacation at home - I convinced myself that i had a fever. Then my mom came over from the hotel and told me i'm an idiot.

So after 2 days of relaxing, i'm finally getting used to living life more slow-mo. It's amazing. I think I want to create some better habits like read more (non work related stuff) and work out more. Or at least sit out on my patio rather than hugging my laptop and crunching the economics of one of my sites...


I wanted to plant more plants, but they kept dying. today at Oglivy's I saw fake flowers. I think that is the way to go.


Here I am experimenting with the new modern curtain concept. it's tough to figure out what looks good cause i have 14 feet ceilings.


In the daytime, I'm supposed to make a big artistic loop-knot to let in the sunlight. The diaphanous material underneath adds a feminine touch.

Anyways - all interior decorators are welcome to chez mélanie

Grass is always greener...

For the past little while i've been not so secretly green with envy to all those living the single and fabulous lifestyle.

Let me specify - i am perfectly happy with my guy. However, I also look back and really enjoyed the party days. PP is just not a party dude and quite frankly - i can't be a party maniac anymore with the demanding job and intense career ambition.

Anyways - there is a time a place for everything. Since I found myself with ample time (being on vacation and all) I found a blog with pictures of old party friends posted. It's amazing to see the life i left behind. Some people still haven't changed at all...

Retail therapy.

So a solid sign that there's something wrong about my life is when I begin to conspicuously consume. The number of transactions this month alone is mind boggling.

So what's wrong with me? I realize this weekend is the lack of girlfriends in town. All my best gals are either in TO or scattered to the winds. Sucks. Somethings are best enjoyed with a girlfriend. i.e. happy hour. bitch fest. girl talk. dancing. shopping. fat pants.

June 3

so it's been exactly a year since i came back from TO.

Time sure flies by quickly!