Sexy shoes are a MUST!

Every girl about town needs a pair of sexy shoes that make her feel kick-ass, hot, awesome, etc whenever she slips them on. Not a fan of the price point (even on sale!), but these Giuseppe Zanotti studded sandals are HOT! I want I want!

Quote of the Day

Gentleman, take heed:

"Always put a tie on. Always. It only takes an extra thirty seconds in the morning, and it’s always the smart move. Old-timers will think you’re an up-and-comer, young folks will know you mean business, and ladies will think you’re the kind of guy who might suddenly take them out to a decent restaurant. It’s always the smart move."

- Chuck Klosterman (Via Cary Ranolph)

Mini Rant: Cat Calls, honks and the like

Please, someone explain it to me, what is the desired effect of a cat call, or a call with "Oh Baby!". Do you see how fast I am walking? I have somewhere to be, you dip shit. This is Manhattan, EVERYONE has somewhere to be, if you don't, move to Long Island (Jab intended).

Do you really think I am going stop my power stride turn around and make out with you, random construction worker on a street corner? Or say, oh yeah, that brute, sexy, I am going to give that guy my number. NO.

Or you, over zealous honker. Do you think I am going to run after your car, or hope you hit the next red light so I can hop in? WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING? Has this method ever worked for you boys? Seriously. NO.

Rant over. Let your mornings commence as previously scheduled.

The only boys I will ever love unconditionally....

As you all know, Em and I are HUGE San Diego Chargers Fan. We love those boys in baby blue, so so so much. And much like a few other boys we know, they can be heart breakers. They will build you up, make you believe that this time, this time... its...IT, and then BAM, before you know it, the winds been knocked out of you and the rug is pulled out from under you, and its all over in a moment.

I am not a fair weather fan by any means. If they were ever 0-15, on game 16, I would still be rocking my baby blue tee, rooting for them to pull out a win. I would, of course, know the season was beyond saving though, but I would still hope for the best. My team is currently sitting on a 4-3 record, which is nothing much to write about in either direction. But at what point do I get excited and feel safe in feeling that this could be "the year"/ "the one", and on the other hand, at what point do we give up, throw our hands in the air and say, "this...just isn't it. Not this time."

It's always a leap of faith, and it's always (painfully) entirely out of our hands. We can't change the outcome of scores, or dates, but we can change how we react to them. We can be realistic about our expectations, and realize that a 4-3 record isn't the stuff that Super Bowl dreams are made of, so we don't lead ourselves to further disappointment down the road, say in, Week 16. Even still, no matter what happens this year, there is always hope that next year, will be ever better than the last.

If it isn't clicking on all cylinders, recognize it, and choose a realistic reaction that limits naivete and potential disappointment. I am not saying I can't hope that we'll turn the season around, go big, and make this year THE YEAR, but a girl's always got to have her feet on the ground, even if her heads in the clouds.

P Dot S - Going to the Chargers-Giants game this weekend at the Meadowlands and I could not be more pumped!

DYFU Top 10

On itunes they have celebrity playlists which I often peruse for new music when I am in a rut- I mean, what if it just so happens LeBron James and I are musical soul mates (I checked, we aren't)? It then occurred to me that it might be fun to put together my own faux celeb playlist...it never hurts to dig back through that music library to find some gems. Here are my top 10 songs which never, ever get old (and yes, I realize only two of these are even from this decade- what can I say, my parents socialized me correctly...and by that I mean, forced to listen to 38 Special and Steely Dan):

1. When The Lights Go Down In The City- Journey: Makes me want to instantly pack my bags for San Francisco.
2. Tracks of My Tears- Smokey Robinson and the Miracle Makers: Just love it- and was appalled...APPALLED...by Adam Lambert's version of it last year on American Idol.
3. Like We Never Loved At All- Faith Hill and Tim McGraw: I love this song regardless of my relationship status..and of course this would be my favorite Faith and Tim duet.
4. Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien- Edith Piaf: I think I love this song not only because how pretty it is, but also because it plays during one of my favorite scenes in the movie Bull Durham when Susan Sarandon's character is reflecting on the mess she has made of her love life- and haven't we all!
5. Everything- Michael Buble: Pretty much sums up how you want every guy to feel about you...play count on itunes is astronomical. 
6. Vienna- Billy Joel: It's hard to pick one Billy Joel song (in that you really can't find a bad one), but the lyrics of this one really hit home.
7. California Sky- Unwritten Law: Reminds me of high school, bubbly water, strarburst fruit twists and of course Elle and 'Gwyn'. 
8. How Can We Be Lovers- Michael Bolton: Classic. Just classic. Plus, I have perfected the arm pump during the "We can work it out" high point of this TIMELESS power ballad.
9. As Long As It Matters-Gin Blossoms: It's been about ten years, and I'm still sad this group broke up.
10. Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now- Starship: This song is pretty much perfect for any situation...work out, getting ready, road trip, dance party, wedding (seriously), photo montage...and the list goes on and on! 

Honorable Mentions: 

• Haven't Got Time For The Pain- Carly Simon: I stole this cassette from my parents- yes, I said cassette. I blame the brainwashing on THREE cross country trips during my impressionable youth.
• You Won't Find This- Carrie Underwood: This deserves a good play at the top of your speaker's capability. 
• I Will Always Love You- Whitney Houston: Obviously.

15 Signs You are Over Your Ex

I will read anything in list form. Seriously, if you want people to read what you have to say, put bullets in, or better, number it. Hell, that's the only reason I read most of the articles on The Frisky. This article actually caught my attention for the content though, and not just it's ability to succinctly form 10 issues. Some of them are stupid, but I think the underlying issue is that, no matter how long it takes your to get over someone, it will happen when you stop focusing on the actual act of "moving on", and actually refocus back on living your own life, after that, everything will just...fall in to place. Easier said than done, naturally.

1. You haven’t read his horoscope in over a month.
2. You take the most
direct route to work instead of driving the long way to check for unfamiliar
cars in his driveway.
3. It was his mother’s birthday last week and you
didn’t remember until this morning.
4. Your best friend suggests you delete
the photo you’ve saved of him in your camera and you don’t even flinch.
5.
It’s been three weeks since you “could have sworn” you saw him on the street.
6. You meet someone new at a party and when he asks if you have a boyfriend,
you say “no” instead of “I did, but we broke up.”
7. You’ve stopped
wondering if he’ll call.
8. You no longer think of that pretty green dress
in your closet as “his favorite dress.”
9. You don’t hear from him on your
birthday and you’re fine with it.
10. You’ve stopped secretly following him
on Twitter.
11. You go on a date and don’t feel the urge to mention your ex
once.
12. You no longer compare new guys against the pros and cons of your
ex.
13. You find an old T-shirt of his hiding in a drawer and you throw it
out. [Or use it as a cleaning rag. More earth-friendly than paper
towels!—Editor]
14. You spend a Saturday night at home with Thai take-out
and a chick flick and don’t feel the least bit sorry for yourself.
15. You
don’t need a list to tell you you’re over the mother-f**ker already.

- Via The Frisky

Murphy's Law. You are real and a bitch, and a REAL BITCH

True story, last summer I tried speed dating on a whim, it was....interesting. I don't think its necessarily the where I will find a husband, or the owner of my future monogrammed towels, but it is definitely an experience that I think everyone should try just for kicks.

Anyway, I ended up going on a few dates with a cute lanky, and very nice British guy. Great on paper, he was cute, owned his apartment, had a great job, but the chemistry wasn't there ...so I bailed. Literally, I bailed, i.e. stopped responding to emails, calls, texts. I felt pretty lame/ pathetic/ rude, and should have just done the big girl thing and said, "yeah, I don't think this is working".

Well, the Brit got his, because last night as I was ducking out of the gym, post workout, I run into him on the street. It wasn't a "Hello" type run in, it was a stop, stare and walk away. So, true story, if you treat a boy not so well, you WILL see him again, and Mr. Murphy and his law will dictate that you won't look lovely, in fact, you will probably be tomato red, with sweaty hair, and in old yoga pants.

I AM IN LOVE

A candy cane headband! Are you serious! I love you Kate Spade. Only 35 dollars.

Love the bow. Juicy Couture, 40 dollars.

The roommate squealed in delight. And how can you blame her? Jennifer Behr, 82 dollars.

Just like a crown! J.crew, 17 dollars.

"That moment, I wasn't angry anymore. Kids, you may think there's only one choice - you swallow your anger or throw it in someone's face. There's a third option: You can just let it go, and only when you do that it is really gone, then you can move forward. And that was the perfect end to a perfect love story. It just wasn't mine. Mine was still out there, waiting for me."

– How I Met your Mother

CONGRATS BIG RED

Big Red completed the 2009 NYC ING Marathon yesterday, and I couldn't be more proud of her. She finished in under 4:30, with pace under 10 minutes. Congrats my dear!

PS - Saw her at mile17 and she was smiling and looked AWESOME!

2009: You're AWESOME

I am emotionally exhausted (well physically too, I have mild insomnia sometimes). I am tired of dating. But mostly, I am tired of TALKING about dating. I am bored to death talking about boys who I dated, boys I wanted to date, boys I want to date, guys I wish I had never met , and guys I wished I could get over.

It’s kind of how my grandmother still asks me about my Jr. Prom Date. “Elle, what about that nice boy who went to (Insert Sub par Ivy Here)?”. Well Grams, that was 10 years ago, he had a bad haircut, and we live across the country. Like ENOUGH!

I feel like I had the same conversation about 4564351 times this weekend. “What’s the deal with you and CT boy?” Ya know, NOTHING is going on with it. It has a lot of back story and issues that I would rather not get into with every person I talk to. It is what it is, and I am SO serious when I say I am happy with that.

Part of the problem with telling people about your personal life is that they will hound you endlessly about it. Sometimes it’s out of a need to make conversation, or sometimes it’s out of nosiness/ concern/ genuine interest. My mom (love you so much mommy), is always asking me what’s going on with so-and –so/whoever . Ya know, if something was “going on”, I would tell you guys. Really. When I don’t gab constantly, its actually out of a lack of news to report, not because I am depressed, lonely, etc. , as Em sometimes worries about, and yes, I am thankful I have people like Mommy Elle and Em who care a lick about my personal comings and goings, but sometimes, we have to trust that our friends have it more together than we give them credit for.
I don’t imagine monogrammed towels with every boy I date, and maybe that’s my fault, I am not husband hunting, but at my age, I should probably stop dicking around and try to date boys who are least LTR potential (Long Term Relationship).

I am just trying to live my life (all cylinders) in the present. My life is pretty awesome, and it should get more attention for its awesomeness in its current condition. And I don’t want to analyze the shoulda-coulda-woulda’s anymore. 2009 was a crazy year for me. I got a job I love, I found a gold mine 2 closet apartment in NYC, I got dumped in a major way, and to tell you the truth. I wouldn’t change a moment. All the little things, and big things, have culminated into a giant orb of awesome, and its just the beginning.

“Yes! Live! Life's a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!” –
Auntie Mame

“Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid. It is no conservationist love. It is a big game hunter and you are the game. A curse on this game.

— Jeanette Winterson, “Written On The Body.”

LOVE the new Carrie Underwood: Undo It

God, isn't she adorable? Love her. 

PS: Her new CD comes out in two days! Yayaya!

Well, Good Evening Cliff Lee

If you happened to catch Game 1 of the World Series last night, it would be hard to miss Cliff Lee's magic on the pitching mound. It was also hard to miss what a babe he is. Welcome to NY, Cliff.

XO,

Elle

10 Signs your Budding Relationship...is a FAIL.

Sometimes we just fail to see the warning signs that our brand new R-bomb (relationship), is not going to get off the ground.

1. He's goes hot/ cold like a bad faucet. Any guy that yo'yo's you around so carelessly, isn't invested in you. So don't invest back.


2. You aren't too concerned if you don't see him. Further, if "Free drinks/ food/ AC" is your motivator to meet up with him then you really aren't excited and giddy to see him, and THATS a bad sign.


3. You're his rebound. You'll never know if you are actually the girl of his dreams, or the girl he settled for to keep his bed warm after the ACTUAL girl of his dreams crushed his heart.


4. He took you to Olive Garden. Enough said.


5. Its got a deadline. End of summer/ semester/ vacation. If you already got an end pending in your filo fax, this baby will never go anywhere.


6. You only met up when drunk/ tips/ under the influence. This isn't college. Meeting up when drunk is NOT a date.


7. You never actually go on real dates. Lack of QT is a flashing NO-GO sign.


8. Textual Harassment. Texts and emails shouldn't be the whole of your communication. Texts are an aide, not a means. PICK UP THE PHONE!


9. Lack of chemistry. Make-outs seem flat and awkward? Are you distracted sounds of traffic outside because you just aren't into it? Not a sign of long term love.


10. He calls you "Dude". No way around this, any guy who calls you "dude"/ "bud"/ College Nickname/ Last name will never thing of you as "Elle - Goddess of all things AWESOME".

Not every relationship is going to end in a walk down the aisle. Dating is learning, and with learning comes knowledge that sometimes you need to pull the plug on a relationship fast tracked to nowhere.


Editors Note: No matter how good he looks in nantucket red pants, this cannot be the sole reason to hope a fling materializes ito something substantial. What a shame.