When I was younger I wanted to be a detective. In middle school, a friend and I ran an imaginary detective agency. Our breakout case involved the (imaginary) kidnapping of Joey McIntyre. Yes, the New Kid. We had notebooks, laminated ID cards and referred to…
Author: elizabethev
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Today: Make it work.
I had a brush with greatness last night. Two of us were chosen by StyleBoston for a “be styled by Tim Gunn event.” Unfortunately the contest did not pan out as planned (I’m still not really sure what happened), but the team from kate spade…
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Today: Birthday boys.
This post will be short and sweet (but not nearly as sweet as the two pounds of frosting I used for last night’s cake… whoops.) Today marks the 30th birthday of a very important person, and the 1st birthday of a very important non-person. I…
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Today: Oh, crap.
I was walking from my office to a meeting early this morning, about to pass through our garage, when suddenly a passing bird pooped directly on my forehead. The parking attendant on duty caught the tail (feathered) end of the situation, seeing me holding my…
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Today: Ponies at the Park.
I hope I don’t get sued for these photos, but I figured the faces have been hidden to protect the guilty awesome… so we should be all good. Alright, so as you know, I was lucky enough to be at Fenway on Sunday for Opening…
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Today: Vampires, beware.
There is absolutely no point to this post, but I wanted an excuse to share this photo. If you search “vampires” on Google News (sorry, Yahoo, I really am), a bunch of weird stuff comes up. I’ve never read a Twilight book (and would sooner…
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Today: Hallelujah and Play Ball.
Sunday was a sacred day in the real, actual way… and also in the Red Sox way. We celebrated both Easter and Opening Day (but at night, so it was technically Opening Night). Strange and awesome. Speaking of which, here’s Clark dressed up as an…
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Today: Read to relax.
When I’m feeling a bit crazed and caught up in this (kind of) chic, urban, fast-paced, (sort of) young professional life that I live, I call on an old friend and he calms me down. Technically, John Burroughs and I are not friends… and, welp,…
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And the winner is…
The lucky horseshoe earrings go to the lovely writer at Wishing 4 One (sorry, not sure what your first name is!). And because the fun never ends around here… I have a bottle of Big Papi’s hot sauce with your name on it, JB! (Purplume’s blog)…