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The folks at Jezebel posted the latest J Crew catalog and had some pretty hilarious comments about the supposed “hot” new looks for fall.
Mixing and matching accessories that have a bordello-chic vintagey vibe,
as though grandma was a pricey hooker.
Pretending to be a spy so far undercover that it’s okay to seem like you’re
pretending to be a spy.
And my favorite:
The What Would Jesus Do If He Were CEO? look.
Yesterday I decided to go for a little walk since the weather was so nice. Well, a little walk turned into getting a little lost in Central Park and emerging from the Park up on 85th street on the Upper East Side. I live in midtown waaaaaaaaay over on 11th avenue, oops. Anyway, I had a good excuse for getting lost. I love Central Park and yesterday it was particularly gorgeous. Fall has finally returned, and it’s out in full force. Check out these beauties.
And then after a little more exploring, I just happened upon the “Alice in Wonderland” Statue. What’s so special about this statue you ask?
Oh you know, because maybe a certain Robert Pattinson was sitting on it just a few short months ago. I just wanted to go up and touch the toadstool that he sat upon. Creepy?
And then I stumbled across this awesome band putting on a show. Wait till the very end of the video clip and check out the cute little boy rockin’ out to the music, so cute!
On my way home, I found this adorable home decorated up for Halloween, I would love to have a house like this!
And then I found these adorable puppies in a window on 77th and Lexington. He’s sticking his tongue out at me! Heart melting 
Tags: Central Park, fall
Dear fall season,
I’m not sure if you were aware of our date in the city for the next month or so, but I don’t appreciate being stood up. And no, it was not OK to send your gross roommate, winter, to meet me instead. He smells and he’s extremely unpleasant, cold and squishy. Did I do something wrong? Was it something I said? I lined up some really cute fall weather outfits to wear for our reoccurring date, but now they all have to be hidden by poofy marshmallow man jackets, boots, gloves, hats and scarves. I thought about rebelling against you and wearing those outfits anyway, but I value the feeling in my hands and feet more than I value you.
Just so you know, it was 38 degrees and pouring down rain yesterday. While I was out running errands, a man stopped me on the street wanting to take few a minutes of my time to talk to me about global warming. Irony of all ironies. I stared at him, hands trembling, teeth chattering, and sending him those “Are you completely nuts?” vibes. I wanted to say, “Tell me where fall is, then we can talk,” but I had lost the use of my vocal cords due to them turning into ice cubes.
So, maybe next time, call ahead and let me know you’re not going to show up. Or even just send me a text. Smoke signal. Morse code. Anything. Don’t leave me shivering in the cold and heart broken.
RUDE.
Tags: fall, global warming, winter
