<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371</id><updated>2012-01-19T16:28:48.400-05:00</updated><category term='Beatles'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='Italian'/><category term='Fringe'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='beer'/><category term='lindsay lohan'/><category term='CD swap'/><category term='Zelda Fitzgerald'/><category term='fashion police'/><category term='books'/><category term='ellen page'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='design sponge'/><category term='away we go'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='rhode island'/><category term='skirts'/><category term='summer'/><category term='girl crush'/><category term='travel'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='House of Blues'/><category term='current events'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='home design'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='video'/><category term='Next to Normal'/><category term='tv shows'/><category term='dresses'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='trench coat'/><category term='chloe sevigny'/><category term='humor'/><category term='Michael Ian Black'/><category term='reading'/><category term='cherpumple'/><category term='New York'/><category term='interior design'/><category term='Ryan Gosling'/><category term='October'/><category term='Mad Men'/><category term='outfits'/><category term='notebooks'/><category term='Dave Eggers'/><category term='style'/><category term='rain'/><category term='photo'/><category term='whip it'/><category term='live shows'/><category term='wish list'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='F. 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Salinger'/><category term='pumpkin carving'/><category term='pretty things'/><category term='beach'/><category term='lists'/><category term='Salem'/><category term='Franny Glass'/><category term='crock pot'/><category term='earrings'/><category term='Spike Jonze'/><category term='things that I bought'/><category term='Super Bowl'/><category term='Neutral Milk Hotel'/><category term='Esquire'/><category term='Gilmore Girls'/><category term='album art'/><category term='french connection'/><category term='tv on dvd'/><category term='friends'/><category term='kitchen adventures'/><category term='Maurice Sendak'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='drew barrymore'/><category term='David Bowie'/><category term='Michelle Obama'/><category term='savior sightings'/><category term='Joan Holloway'/><category term='Jenny Lewis'/><category term='culture'/><category term='winter coats'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='Dead Man&apos;s Bones'/><category term='music'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='kate spade'/><category term='Where the Wild Things Are'/><category term='literature'/><category term='Field Notes'/><category term='aspirations'/><category term='daria'/><category term='food'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='film'/><category term='Anthropologie'/><category term='show posters'/><category term='writing'/><category term='President Obama'/><category term='the state'/><title type='text'>Boston Book Bean</title><subtitle type='html'>Musings on writing, music, fashion, and everything in between.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6680918480267492048</id><published>2010-03-11T14:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:08:49.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcing--Looks &amp; Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S5k_NA6efYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ElH_z7KzAtI/s1600-h/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 57px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S5k_NA6efYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ElH_z7KzAtI/s400/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447454717097442690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to officially announce that the blog's new home is now ready for public consumption! &lt;a href="http://www.looksandbooks.com"target="blank"&gt;Looks &amp; Books&lt;/a&gt; is Boston Book Bean's new and improved voice, merging fashion and books (with a few fun random bits) in one place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a subscriber, please remember to update your feed and bookmarks, and spread the word! I will see you over there. Thanks for reading. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6680918480267492048?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6680918480267492048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/announcing-looks-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6680918480267492048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6680918480267492048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/announcing-looks-books.html' title='Announcing--Looks &amp; Books'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S5k_NA6efYI/AAAAAAAAAfI/ElH_z7KzAtI/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7089022469235806429</id><published>2010-03-05T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T09:24:32.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth: Rebirth</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, Boston Book Bean celebrates its first birthday! It's been great blogging here, posting on such varied topics as &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/search/label/weekend"target="blank"&gt;my weekends&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dream-of-joanie.html"target="blank"&gt;girl crushes&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/everythings-better-with-bowie.html"target="blank"&gt;David Bowie&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/poetry-in-motion.html"target="blank"&gt;poetry&lt;/a&gt;. When I first started this blog, I was unsure of what I wanted to say, so I tried to say it all. But it's time for a change--to celebrate Book Bean's birthday, she's getting a full renovation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for a completely new look, new link, and new posts! I'm really excited about it and I hope you are too. I'm hoping to launch the new site next week. I will post the official announcement here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Weekend everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7089022469235806429?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7089022469235806429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/birth-rebirth.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7089022469235806429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7089022469235806429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/03/birth-rebirth.html' title='Birth: Rebirth'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1447443160833221321</id><published>2010-02-17T23:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T11:43:58.178-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Fashion Book--Ellie Andrews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: times new roman;" href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-weekend-212-21510.html"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;, Joe and I went to see "It Happened One Night" at BAM.  I had never seen it, and didn't know anything about it, other than it starred Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert, old Hollywood names that didn't mean much to me. I was delighted by what turned out to be one of the most unexpectedly funny and smart movies I've seen in a long time. Directed by Frank Capra, the same man behind "It's a Wonderful Life" and "Mr. Smith Goes to Washington," the film is a precursor to the modern rom-com trope of boy meets girl, boy and girl don't get along, boy and girl participate in much sassy sparring before boy and girl fall madly in love.  Yes, the movie is predictable and some parts are inevitably dated, but it adds to the charm of the experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3zAAlALgZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/laWeZqTm13M/s1600-h/claudette.colbert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3zAAlALgZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/laWeZqTm13M/s320/claudette.colbert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439433566122115474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Claudette Colbert plays Ellie Andrews, an heiress with an overprotective father who escapes his clutches and ends up stranded and broke on a bus headed from Florida to NYC. Clark Gable plays a reporter who takes up her cause in order to get her story. What drew me to Ellie is that she is wide-eyed and naive, but she's also bravely independent and not afraid to stick up for herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Since I've been reading magazines and essays all week, I decided to take on a film character instead of a book character for this Fashion Book feature. Ellie wears the outfit in the screen cap above for the entire film, save for her to-die-for wedding gown in the last scene (image at the bottom of this post). Here, I re-imagine her outfit if the film were to be remade today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"  &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fashion_book--ellie_andrews/set?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=16154905"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fashion Book--Ellie Andrews" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnJMeEhWRWtjM3hHWmlIeEFCQldQYlEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Fashion Book--Ellie Andrews" border="0" height="400" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Items in this set: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/floral_sweater_marc_jacobs_size/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12904212"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Floral Sweater, Marc by Marc Jacobs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/burberry_aw09_3525475_03100_grey/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9519118"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BURBERRY SKIRT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/chloe_capretto_leather_ballerina_flats/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=14424058"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Chloe Capretto leather ballerina flats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/pietro_alessandro_4021/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13116925"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Pietro Alessandro bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/we_love_colors_color_guide/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=142922"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We Love Colors - Color Guide Tights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S36-6xTh6II/AAAAAAAAAe4/kU7u1UKivBA/s1600-h/claudette_wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S36-6xTh6II/AAAAAAAAAe4/kU7u1UKivBA/s320/claudette_wedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439995316787079298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1447443160833221321?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1447443160833221321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-ellie-andrews.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1447443160833221321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1447443160833221321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-ellie-andrews.html' title='Fashion Book--Ellie Andrews'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3zAAlALgZI/AAAAAAAAAeo/laWeZqTm13M/s72-c/claudette.colbert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5522591247835758189</id><published>2010-02-17T22:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:46:57.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>New York Weekend 2/12-2/15/10</title><content type='html'>I was in New York for the long weekend and it was great to be able to spend more than a day and a half in the city for a change. Over the course of the weekend I celebrated Valentine's Day, got drinks with friends, ate massive amounts of chocolate, managed to get my coat taken from a bar (but it's being returned! faith in people=restored), did lots of shopping at Macy's and Beacon's Closet to try and find a decent replacement for missing coat (unsuccessfully), took a tour of "Love and Lust in Antiquity" at the Met, watched some Olympics, and just generally enjoyed spending quality time with the bf. Pictorial highlights below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y27ItVOsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/qStZYtEF7tM/s1600-h/IMG_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y27ItVOsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/qStZYtEF7tM/s320/IMG_1226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439423577022872258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prettiest, most delicious box of chocolates I've ever had--purchased from  &lt;a href="http://www.chocolatebarnyc.com/home.html" target="blank"&gt;Chocolate Bar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y26o5iGnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/VaagSEEylbo/s1600-h/IMG_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y26o5iGnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/VaagSEEylbo/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439423568484113010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bubbling skillet of Alpine mac n cheese (BACON!) at &lt;a href="http://www.smacnyc.com/" target="blank"&gt;S'mac&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y1_GDI23I/AAAAAAAAAd4/kYgh6gYEUdQ/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y1_GDI23I/AAAAAAAAAd4/kYgh6gYEUdQ/s320/IMG_1233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439422545516878706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the tour at the Met, we checked out the Modern Art section--this was my favorite Picasso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y2AiCBrfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QChhYBTkPDM/s1600-h/IMG_1237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y2AiCBrfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/QChhYBTkPDM/s320/IMG_1237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439422570208275954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a hilarious and adorable exhibit on Victorian photo collage, where people used to cut out photos of their loved ones and paste them into funny scenes--a precursor to PhotoShop. I was definitely inspired to try my hand at this sometime in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y2AZPECpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UiDcYumQznM/s1600-h/IMG_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y2AZPECpI/AAAAAAAAAeI/UiDcYumQznM/s320/IMG_1248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439422567847037586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's Day, Joe and I got dressed up and went to dinner and a movie. &lt;a href="http://www.bam.org/"&gt;BAM&lt;/a&gt; was playing &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0025316/"&gt;"It Happened One Night,"&lt;/a&gt; with Clark Gable and Claudette Colbert, which was one of the most fun movies I've seen in a long time. I highly recommend checking this one out if you've never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S31ulpOZGXI/AAAAAAAAAew/1EOkIBSUs50/s1600-h/It+Happened+One+Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S31ulpOZGXI/AAAAAAAAAew/1EOkIBSUs50/s320/It+Happened+One+Night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439625517933861234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y1_p16gvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2acxHuvI83E/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y1_p16gvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2acxHuvI83E/s320/IMG_1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439422555125089010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing like being met at your bus by a handsome man holding a bouquet of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hope you all had a lovely long weekend as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5522591247835758189?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5522591247835758189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-weekend-212-21510.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5522591247835758189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5522591247835758189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-york-weekend-212-21510.html' title='New York Weekend 2/12-2/15/10'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3y27ItVOsI/AAAAAAAAAeg/qStZYtEF7tM/s72-c/IMG_1226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6199204494213839913</id><published>2010-02-11T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T12:09:53.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F. Scott Fitzgerald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zelda Fitzgerald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Fashion Book--Zelda Fitzgerald</title><content type='html'>This week, I am reading &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crack-Up-Reissue-F-Scott-Fitzgerald/dp/0811218201/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1265899593&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="blank"&gt;The Crack-Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a book of essays, letters, and excerpts from the notebooks of F. Scott Fitzgerald. As such, I've decided to do this week's fashion book feature on Zelda Fitzgerald--not a character per se, but a legend in her own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zelda, Fitzgerald's wife, figures as strongly into the myth of jazz age decadence as F. Scott himself. A Southern belle, Zelda was a dancer with a firecracker personality. Tragically, she spent the last years of her life in various sanitariums, and died in a fire at Highland Hospital in 1948, nearly 8 years after her estranged husband's death in 1940.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zelda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DYQQgiLoI/AAAAAAAAAco/MdTZrBKBtAg/s1600-h/ZeldaFitzgerald.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DYQQgiLoI/AAAAAAAAAco/MdTZrBKBtAg/s320/ZeldaFitzgerald.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436082524057120386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I think Zelda would wear were she alive today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fashion_book--zelda_fitzgerald/set?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=15939400"&gt;&lt;img alt="Fashion Book--Zelda Fitzgerald" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmp2Mmx4UzRYM3hHcG8zT3NYNzlGSUEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Fashion Book--Zelda Fitzgerald" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fashion_book--zelda_fitzgerald/set?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;%3Cbr"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://features.elleuk.com/accessories-spring-summer-2010/index.php?gt=accessories_gallery&amp;iNumber=65&amp;sSortCategory=designer_no"target="blank"&gt;Alexander McQueen Clutch&lt;/a&gt;--a truly tragic loss for fashion. He will be missed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6199204494213839913?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6199204494213839913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-zelda-fitzgerald.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6199204494213839913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6199204494213839913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-zelda-fitzgerald.html' title='Fashion Book--Zelda Fitzgerald'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DYQQgiLoI/AAAAAAAAAco/MdTZrBKBtAg/s72-c/ZeldaFitzgerald.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3471144093746921142</id><published>2010-02-09T14:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:51:17.016-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate spade'/><title type='text'>My Namesake</title><content type='html'>Kate Spade named a dress after me! Wasn't that sweet of her? I think the rule is that if the product has your name in it, it's free, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3G78d90--I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6PkBUQtBZF0/s1600-h/jilliandress.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3G78d90--I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6PkBUQtBZF0/s320/jilliandress.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436332872723397602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.katespade.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3979480&amp;amp;cp=2631362.3998847"target="blank"&gt;The Soda Fountain Jillian Dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3471144093746921142?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3471144093746921142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-namesake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3471144093746921142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3471144093746921142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-namesake.html' title='My Namesake'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3G78d90--I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6PkBUQtBZF0/s72-c/jilliandress.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-9001454439291611306</id><published>2010-02-08T23:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T23:30:14.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Boston Weekend--2/6-2/7/2010</title><content type='html'>I had a decidedly low-key weekend: I drove down to Rhode Island to see some family and friends, and also get my hair done. I also did laundry and slept a lot because I have a bugger of a cold. Luckily, my illness didn't stop me from enjoying some Super Bowl (and Puppy Bowl!!) festivities back in Boston on Sunday night. Here are some highlights from the weekend:&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Df577lgmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/s5v-8mhWJeU/s1600-h/Photo+28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Df577lgmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/s5v-8mhWJeU/s320/Photo+28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436090936669340258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hair, newly revitalized to its favorite shade of &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?hl=en&amp;amp;source=hp&amp;amp;q=angela+chase&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;ei=6-FwS5mEFMSztgfM1YiACg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result_group&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CBoQsAQwAA" target="blank"&gt;Angela Chase&lt;/a&gt; red. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DgPYJhwiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FmxI0rdrOY8/s1600-h/IMG_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DgPYJhwiI/AAAAAAAAAc4/FmxI0rdrOY8/s320/IMG_1221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436091305021260322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It pays to have friends in high places: my friend Llalan writes a&lt;a href="http://bostonist.com/2010/02/04/drinking_in_boston_super_bowl_beers.php" target="blank"&gt; beer column&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="http://www.bostonist.com/" target="blank"&gt;Bostonist&lt;/a&gt;, and holds tastings every once in a while. This week, we got treated to chocolate beers--every bit as yummy as it sounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DhaC1taLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8uJWhhFCcTA/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3DhaC1taLI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8uJWhhFCcTA/s320/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436092587791182002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tried six different beers, but the clear favorite was this &lt;a href="http://www.southerntierbrewing.com/beers.html#seasonalimperial" target="blank"&gt;Southern Tier Imperial Choklat Stout&lt;/a&gt;--like ice cream in a bottle. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Dhampho0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/C11wE6942hA/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Dhampho0I/AAAAAAAAAdY/C11wE6942hA/s320/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436092597403755330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For the game, I headed over to Raquel's. &lt;a href="http://raquellikesfood.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;Raquel&lt;/a&gt; is serious when it comes to food, so I knew there would be quite a spread. Check out these adorable penguins she made with black olives, cream cheese, and slivers of carrot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Dgk2Ddg-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bNhvKhOW8Vc/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Dgk2Ddg-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bNhvKhOW8Vc/s320/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436091673826132962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The spread. This doesn't even include desserts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What did you all do for Super Bowl Sunday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-9001454439291611306?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/9001454439291611306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/boston-weekend-26-272010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/9001454439291611306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/9001454439291611306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/boston-weekend-26-272010.html' title='Boston Weekend--2/6-2/7/2010'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S3Df577lgmI/AAAAAAAAAcw/s5v-8mhWJeU/s72-c/Photo+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-923211130016261856</id><published>2010-02-05T13:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:57:27.336-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trench coat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>In the trenches</title><content type='html'>There's nothing like the classic look of a nicely-cut, fitted trench. I am in the market for a new one come spring (please, get here faster!) because my cute white one that I got at Forever 21 two springs ago has seen better (and cleaner) days. Here are a few current favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xwzjZZjII/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ux7LTFfrdsc/s1600-h/trenchphase8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xwzjZZjII/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ux7LTFfrdsc/s320/trenchphase8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434842881306758274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the royal blue of this Phase 8 "mac," available at &lt;a href="http://www.johnlewis.com/74696/Style.aspx" target="blank"&gt;John Lewis&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S27fWxRCMwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/foXUuf5rANo/s1600-h/trenchmodcloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S27fWxRCMwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/foXUuf5rANo/s320/trenchmodcloth.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435527382557668098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Bahnhof+Coat" target="blank"&gt;Bahnhof coat&lt;/a&gt; at Modcloth is sophisticated and chic--love the asymmetrical buttons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xs7I2MAmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ilpOkO8Zo8w/s1600-h/trencholdnavy.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xs7I2MAmI/AAAAAAAAAcI/ilpOkO8Zo8w/s320/trencholdnavy.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434838613572190818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can usually count on &lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?pid=730322002&amp;amp;tid=ONAF86&amp;amp;ap=2&amp;amp;siteID=2687457" target="blank"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/a&gt; to present solid, budget-friendly jackets, especially for Spring. It's a classic, no-frills take on the trench that's easy on the wallet--can't go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xsYFkRzEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/O3nbn4TGejk/s1600-h/polkadottopshop.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xsYFkRzEI/AAAAAAAAAcA/O3nbn4TGejk/s320/polkadottopshop.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434838011396344898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This Topshop number (spotted on &lt;a href="http://featherreport.blogspot.com/2010/01/guest-stylist-feather-report-in-news.html" target="blank"&gt;Feather&lt;/a&gt;) is unfortunately out of stock. But aren't the polka dots and bows so much fun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xuf6WR_TI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5la4eWxTR1c/s1600-h/trenchburberry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xuf6WR_TI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/5la4eWxTR1c/s320/trenchburberry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434840344847056178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And you can't mention trench coats without mentioning Burberry. They have cornered the market on beautiful, classic trench coats and it's a pipe dream for every classy lady to someday own one. You can pick up this basic model at &lt;a href="http://www.bergdorfgoodman.com/store/catalog/prod.jhtml?itemId=prod53230004&amp;amp;parentId=cat303301&amp;amp;masterId=cat000009&amp;amp;index=3&amp;amp;cmCat=cat000000cat000002cat000009cat303301" target="blank"&gt;Bergdorf Goodman&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-923211130016261856?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/923211130016261856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-trenches.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/923211130016261856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/923211130016261856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-trenches.html' title='In the trenches'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2xwzjZZjII/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ux7LTFfrdsc/s72-c/trenchphase8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6692826109293097938</id><published>2010-02-03T22:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:44:51.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franny Glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franny and Zooey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.D. Salinger'/><title type='text'>Fashion Book-Franny Glass</title><content type='html'>Before I learned how to read, I toted copies of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vogue, Harper's Bazaar, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Glamour &lt;/span&gt;wherever I went. I called them my "fashion books" and I loved nothing more than looking through the beautiful photos. Ever since that time, both fashion and books have been among my principal passions. I do my best to meld the two--trying to be creative with my wardrobe on my meager publishing salary, but I decided to bring these two interests even closer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every week from now on, I'll be putting together an outfit based on a character from the book I'm reading that week. This weekend, in honor of J.D. Salinger's passing, I re-read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Franny and Zooey &lt;/span&gt;on the bus to New York. Franny Glass is one of my favorite characters in literature--a striking balance of naivete, thoughtfulness, and intelligence.  Here's what I think Franny might have worn on her afternoon date with her boyfriend Lane: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/franny_glass/set?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=15714436"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Franny Glass" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFldHRkNEanNSM3hHOXo0V1JmUW5lNUEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Franny Glass" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Items in this set: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/oscar_de_la_renta_silk-chiffon/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13244669"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oscar de la Renta Silk-chiffon pussybow blouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, $990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/lanvin/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12508840"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;LANVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, 1.560 EUR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/emphaticnyc_chanel_shoes_two-tone_black/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13785471"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;EmphaticNYC | Chanel Shoes -Two-Tone Black/Beige Leather T-Strap Pumps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, $275&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/prada_beige_perforated_saffiano_medium/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13632023"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Prada beige perforated saffiano medium tote at Bluefly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, $1,435&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/jack_vartanian_lapis_lazuli_ring/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13146699"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/jack_vartanian_lapis_lazuli_ring/thing?.embedder=1327074&amp;amp;.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=13146699"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Jack Vartanian Lapis Lazuli Ring at Barneys New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, $5,670&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6692826109293097938?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6692826109293097938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-franny-glass.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6692826109293097938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6692826109293097938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/fashion-book-franny-glass.html' title='Fashion Book-Franny Glass'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5653185473891725546</id><published>2010-02-03T14:26:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:53:50.698-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Hendricks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joan Holloway'/><title type='text'>I Dream of Joanie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ncZkWo9NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SYMKp2NSm0Y/s1600-h/joan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ncZkWo9NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SYMKp2NSm0Y/s320/joan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434116757212689618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mad Men. I miss it a lot. Even though LOST is back (!!), I am still hankering for the return of Mad Men for its sharp writing, intelligent story lines, and most importantly, Joan Holloway. I can't help it. I think she's one of the most wonderful characters on television. Think about it--she plays the accordion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Joan and Christina Hendricks, the actress who plays her, are two completely different people, and I'm well aware of that, I can't help but find myself admiring Christina as well. She seems so...awesome. I can't explain it. Here are a few favorite shots of her to demonstrate my point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ngjYjh5BI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vbRnjYgvlL0/s1600-h/christina_hendricks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ngjYjh5BI/AAAAAAAAAbo/vbRnjYgvlL0/s320/christina_hendricks2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434121323890730002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Director's Guild of America Awards--LOVE the color of that dress, and the flower is really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nOEegv5RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jcMi9ndZxCs/s1600-h/christinahglasses_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nOEegv5RI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jcMi9ndZxCs/s320/christinahglasses_g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434101001704432914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am in support of any actress who can make glasses look hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nhqT5nPzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/rBTzvbZ177k/s1600-h/Christina-Hendricks-flowerjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nhqT5nPzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/rBTzvbZ177k/s320/Christina-Hendricks-flowerjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434122542411890482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the print on this dress--also, curves. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nhmUPP3FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bRzguAwLL6c/s1600-h/christina-hendricks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2nhmUPP3FI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bRzguAwLL6c/s320/christina-hendricks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434122473783155794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5653185473891725546?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5653185473891725546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dream-of-joanie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5653185473891725546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5653185473891725546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dream-of-joanie.html' title='I Dream of Joanie'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ncZkWo9NI/AAAAAAAAAbg/SYMKp2NSm0Y/s72-c/joan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3519603170179062216</id><published>2010-01-28T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:44:25.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outfits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Anthropologie Win</title><content type='html'>I have an announcement to make. This is what I'm wearing today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2IE4D6F2FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BRNNn3q3TZo/s1600-h/gainsborough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2IE4D6F2FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BRNNn3q3TZo/s320/gainsborough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431909461730383954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies-to-anthropologie.html" target="blank"&gt;last week's post&lt;/a&gt;, my generous, thoughtful, and sweet boyfriend surprised me with the Anthropologie pencil skirt I was drooling over. It fits like a glove and I am so excited to pair it with all kinds of colors and textures! Just wanted to share my happiness with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ICxXEdzOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xvD2N7VdudA/s1600-h/myskirt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2ICxXEdzOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/xvD2N7VdudA/s320/myskirt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431907147591830754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{pardon the messy chaos that is my bedroom and my poor self-portrait skills}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3519603170179062216?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3519603170179062216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/anthropologie-win.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3519603170179062216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3519603170179062216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/anthropologie-win.html' title='Anthropologie Win'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S2IE4D6F2FI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/BRNNn3q3TZo/s72-c/gainsborough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7744606762410358644</id><published>2010-01-26T12:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:46:06.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe'/><title type='text'>Reading, Writing, and Relationships</title><content type='html'>Many of you know that I moonlight as the editor of &lt;a href="http://www.fringemagazine.org/blog" target="blank"&gt;Fringe Magazine's blog&lt;/a&gt;. I wrote a post today about &lt;a href="http://www.fringemagazine.org/blog/reading-writing-and-relationships/" target="blank"&gt;reading and its importance in romantic relationships&lt;/a&gt;. It's something that I think is part of a larger debate on what people look for in a significant other. Do they want a mirror of their own tastes and hobbies, or someone who can show them new and different interests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a black or white area, as far as I'm concerned, but an interesting debate nonetheless. Check out the post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7744606762410358644?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7744606762410358644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/reading-writing-and-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7744606762410358644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7744606762410358644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/reading-writing-and-relationships.html' title='Reading, Writing, and Relationships'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4499531874349089481</id><published>2010-01-26T11:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:55:36.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty things'/><title type='text'>Flower Power</title><content type='html'>I love this rosette pillow in Nina Gotlieb's New York farm house--the color, shape, and idea are just gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S18ePleZXnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HgVlbvj417U/s1600-h/rosepillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S18ePleZXnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HgVlbvj417U/s320/rosepillow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431092928738582130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;{via &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/01/sneak-peek-nina-gotlieb.html/nina2"&gt;DesignSponge&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4499531874349089481?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4499531874349089481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/flower-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4499531874349089481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4499531874349089481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/flower-power.html' title='Flower Power'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S18ePleZXnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HgVlbvj417U/s72-c/rosepillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6411845635378083193</id><published>2010-01-25T23:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:09:02.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherpumple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dessert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Cherpumple: The Craziest Dessert You've Never Heard Of</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you bake an apple pie inside a spice cake, a pumpkin pie inside a yellow cake, and a cherry pie inside of a white cake, stack them on top of each other, and then frost them with cream cheese frosting? It's called a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rp4yWT" target="blank"&gt;Cherpumple&lt;/a&gt; and it's one giant dessert monstrosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bold and enterprising friends decided to take on this challenge to celebrate their respective birthdays this past weekend. Below, a few photos that document the beautiful insanity that is the cherpumple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wpPKXOiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5WZc9GUS_bk/s1600-h/cherpump3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wpPKXOiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5WZc9GUS_bk/s320/cherpump3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430902054402341410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkin pie, nestled in its pan of yellow batter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wWMTcD9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/3yNRoYn75ro/s1600-h/cherpump2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wWMTcD9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/3yNRoYn75ro/s320/cherpump2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430901727217586130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apple pie receives its delicious spice cake bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wQGGpE-I/AAAAAAAAAao/GzJAiev9KVo/s1600-h/cherpump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wQGGpE-I/AAAAAAAAAao/GzJAiev9KVo/s320/cherpump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430901622474085346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product. The weight of all they layers caused quite a bit of damage to the structural integrity of the dessert--a common occurrence, I fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wHtEO52I/AAAAAAAAAag/LsrQDm5WNe0/s1600-h/cherpumplelayers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wHtEO52I/AAAAAAAAAag/LsrQDm5WNe0/s320/cherpumplelayers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430901478314141538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pie fillings oozed together to form a sweet and sticky taste explosion! Or some kind of explosion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*images courtesy of Kerry Skemp, resident cherpumple extraordinaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6411845635378083193?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6411845635378083193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/cherpumple-craziest-dessert-youve-never.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6411845635378083193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6411845635378083193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/cherpumple-craziest-dessert-youve-never.html' title='The Cherpumple: The Craziest Dessert You&apos;ve Never Heard Of'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S15wpPKXOiI/AAAAAAAAAa4/5WZc9GUS_bk/s72-c/cherpump3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4723951821256918127</id><published>2010-01-22T13:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T14:13:53.258-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anthropologie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Apologies to Anthropologie</title><content type='html'>I have always had a little bit of a chip on my shoulder about &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/" target="blank"&gt;Anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;. Sure, the &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=CLOTHES-DRESSES-PRINTED&amp;amp;id=933236&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-DRESSES&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-DRESSES&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=25&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=049&amp;amp;colorName=BLUE%20MOTIF&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=&amp;amp;templateType=" target="blank"&gt;dresses&lt;/a&gt; often make me swoon, and if I'm passing by a store, it's a treat to stop in and browse. However, I have never purchased anything there. Why? Because to me, the clothing is a poorly made, slightly more pretentious big sister to the hipster threads at &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/index.jsp" target="blank"&gt;Urban Outfitters&lt;/a&gt; (the two stores are owned by the same company), and nearly every item comes with a jaw-dropping price tag. This isn't to say I've never shopped at Urban (I have) and I do own one item from Anthropologie that I wear constantly--the lovely earrings at the bottom of &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/ears-dripping-jewels.html" target="blank"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; that my boyfriend got me for a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to a couple of weeks ago when the January 2010 Anthropologie catalog turned up in my mailbox (addressed to my apartment's previous tenant). I decided to flip through, not expecting to see anything too extraordinary. Boy, was I mistaken. The catalog is chock full of lovely photographs, beautifully styled outfits, and unexpectedly wearable pieces. Here are just a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n3LMisKrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fxGmT4SaXfM/s1600-h/anthrostairs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n3LMisKrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fxGmT4SaXfM/s320/anthrostairs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642597489191602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could pull off the jaunty scarf, skinny capris, and snappy oxfords look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n3GwJyW3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3vdhJ5BWTrI/s1600-h/anthrospeckledink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n3GwJyW3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/3vdhJ5BWTrI/s320/anthrospeckledink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642521149070194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the innovative bodice on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n2_geYCwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WPlJSdt6ChY/s1600-h/anthroskirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n2_geYCwI/AAAAAAAAAaI/WPlJSdt6ChY/s320/anthroskirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642396681374466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SKIRT. The blouse goes gorgeously, but oh that skirt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n27T3H7PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TCcFuaDJrc0/s1600-h/anthrofullcircle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n27T3H7PI/AAAAAAAAAaA/TCcFuaDJrc0/s320/anthrofullcircle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642324576038130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the dress I would get the most wear out of from the catalog--here's &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=030001&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;search=true&amp;amp;parentid=SEARCH_RESULTS" target="blank"&gt;a closer look&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n2z99lPeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1sbLCNuWgHQ/s1600-h/anthrobike.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n2z99lPeI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1sbLCNuWgHQ/s320/anthrobike.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429642198438460898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The perfect springtime ensemble. It makes me yearn for sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wasn't the only fan of this season's catalog: Check out what &lt;a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2010/01/french-style.html"target="blank"&gt;A Cup of Jo&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/5448260/anthropologie-when-you-long-to-be-a-french-gamine/gallery/"target="blank"&gt;Jezebel&lt;/a&gt; said too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4723951821256918127?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4723951821256918127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies-to-anthropologie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4723951821256918127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4723951821256918127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/apologies-to-anthropologie.html' title='Apologies to Anthropologie'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1n3LMisKrI/AAAAAAAAAaY/fxGmT4SaXfM/s72-c/anthrostairs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5773763523265455776</id><published>2010-01-19T22:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T23:03:04.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cupcakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Boston Weekend 1/15-1/18</title><content type='html'>It was a great long weekend, complete with cupcakes, lazy afternoons, brunch, tapas, burgers, an open mic night, and candlepin bowling! Here are a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z2zMwbmNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5nwZuJmRmmo/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z2zMwbmNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5nwZuJmRmmo/s320/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428657022811478226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coconut cupcakes--my first attempt at making cupcakes from scratch and they turned out ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z2zmHyJQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LgzJ2quaecU/s1600-h/IMG_1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z2zmHyJQI/AAAAAAAAAZY/LgzJ2quaecU/s320/IMG_1184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428657029620311298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty cupcakes! Mint chocolate, raspberry, and coconut, all made by me and my roommate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z7nMBOi1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/EgoglbYF0Mk/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z7nMBOi1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/EgoglbYF0Mk/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428662314013199186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/category/pancake_mix" target="blank"&gt;Bacon chocolate chip pancakes&lt;/a&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z79_C254I/AAAAAAAAAZw/xYg6HOd1P_Y/s1600-h/IMG_1190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z79_C254I/AAAAAAAAAZw/xYg6HOd1P_Y/s320/IMG_1190.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428662705667368834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The weekend wrapped up with a trip to Sacco's Bowl Haven, a candlepin bowling alley straight out of the 1950s. So charming and fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z3oYgfm1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/NXfxTp2pQDQ/s1600-h/IMG_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z3oYgfm1I/AAAAAAAAAZg/NXfxTp2pQDQ/s320/IMG_1197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428657936498924370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bowling shoes rule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's to this week speeding by and another weekend on the horizon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5773763523265455776?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5773763523265455776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/boston-weekend-115-118.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5773763523265455776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5773763523265455776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/boston-weekend-115-118.html' title='Boston Weekend 1/15-1/18'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Z2zMwbmNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/5nwZuJmRmmo/s72-c/IMG_1179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3801113955608910304</id><published>2010-01-18T22:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:54:59.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crock pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Beef Stew!</title><content type='html'>As you know, I got a &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/crock-n-roll.html" target="blank"&gt;crockpot&lt;/a&gt; for Christmas this year. I didn't quite know where to start, so my good friend Kim came over to show me the ropes. We went marketing and got celery, potatoes, onions, and carrots, stew beef, red wine and a can of beef broth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to the apartment, we chopped and sliced the veggies, then dredged the beef in flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Upj5lBhlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WRTjQi3d8mc/s1600-h/IMG_1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Upj5lBhlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WRTjQi3d8mc/s320/IMG_1169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428290622593271378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the meat was dredged, we browned it in a skillet, which Kim insists is the only way to cook meat in a crock pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Up6lDBFlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ClxMQpQgau0/s1600-h/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Up6lDBFlI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ClxMQpQgau0/s320/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428291012218918482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the meat was ready, we popped it in the pot, covered it with the veggies, and then put in two cups of red wine, a can of beef broth, some crushed garlic, and a couple of bay leaves. I cooked it on high for 6 hours--since I was in the apartment for most of that time, the smells were so delicious it was torture to wait so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1UqT0-cz6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/M4Cd-6TbJXI/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1UqT0-cz6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/M4Cd-6TbJXI/s320/IMG_1173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428291445991460770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result was worth the wait and as a bonus, I used the remaining veggies to make crockpot chicken soup yesterday--all I did was put a couple of frozen chicken breasts in the crock with the vegetables, equal parts chicken broth and water, and some garlic. After a little over five hours on high, I took the chicken out, shredded it, and then put it back in for another half hour of cook time. Simple, fantastically easy, and perfect for another snowy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Uss1oHp7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/m2Ns25l0EbY/s1600-h/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Uss1oHp7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/m2Ns25l0EbY/s320/IMG_1174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428294074686220210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3801113955608910304?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3801113955608910304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/beef-stew.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3801113955608910304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3801113955608910304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/beef-stew.html' title='Beef Stew!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S1Upj5lBhlI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WRTjQi3d8mc/s72-c/IMG_1169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6877893473679375727</id><published>2010-01-14T12:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:07:56.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit the Reset Button</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S09blgzyKwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/idsxZMvop-g/s1600-h/reset-button1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S09blgzyKwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/idsxZMvop-g/s200/reset-button1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426656776025156354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent this past weekend holed up in my apartment, working on a project for work that turned out to be much more time consuming that I had originally anticipated. For some reason, January in the office has been brutal and I have been super busy. I found myself in a cranky rut, especially after having not gotten the lazy weekend I wanted. So yesterday, I skipped the office and went to Diesel so I could get more work done on the same project. I don't know if it was because of the coffee or because I was working on my own schedule, or what, but I felt so much more productive and motivated than I do when I'm in the office Monday through Friday. I even found time to do my laundry, tidy up the kitchen, and run a few errands, which further boosted my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back in the office today and feeling the pull of busy exhaustion again, but luckily, I have a major reset in the form of a long weekend coming up! Forecasted: birthdays, cupcakes, cocktails, dancing, boyfriend time, chocolate chip bacon pancakes, karaoke, and candlepin bowling. CAN'T WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your reset button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.santzonthejourney.com/2009/10/reset/"target="blank"&gt;image credit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6877893473679375727?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6877893473679375727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/hit-reset-button.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6877893473679375727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6877893473679375727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/hit-reset-button.html' title='Hit the Reset Button'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S09blgzyKwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/idsxZMvop-g/s72-c/reset-button1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7230778026244350067</id><published>2010-01-08T14:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:37:04.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Winter Sock Dilemma</title><content type='html'>As I've mentioned a few times, one of my Christmas presents this year was new snow boots. In Boston, snow boots are a must, but for me, they are an absolute essential as I have a paralyzing fear of slipping and falling in the ice. I tend to wear my snow boots out pretty fast each winter, so this year, I asked for a heavy duty pair. Here they are: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0eO4kLhtLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/i1n1VEfjoxA/s1600-h/snowboots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0eO4kLhtLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/i1n1VEfjoxA/s320/snowboots.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424461378626892978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, these boots are pretty fantastic: warm, good traction, a cute plaid pattern. However, I seem to be having a problem keeping my socks from bunching up and rolling down around my toes. I cannot STAND this, and had the same problem when I was a little kid. I asked some friends what I should do about it, and I got a recommendation to buy boot socks. Boot socks?! Why, I didn't know such a thing existed! Apparently, they are designed specifically to avoid such boot/sock battles that I've been struggling with. I plan on going out and buying some this weekend. Other weekend plans include coffee with friends, making beef stew in the &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/crock-n-roll.html"target="blank"&gt;crockpot&lt;/a&gt;, and working (fun fun!). What are your weekend plans?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7230778026244350067?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7230778026244350067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-sock-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7230778026244350067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7230778026244350067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-sock-dilemma.html' title='Winter Sock Dilemma'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0eO4kLhtLI/AAAAAAAAAYg/i1n1VEfjoxA/s72-c/snowboots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4852464109832798016</id><published>2010-01-05T15:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:51:22.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crock pot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Crock N Roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0Oiu37RjNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hE72tznIGRk/s1600-h/crockpot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0Oiu37RjNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hE72tznIGRk/s320/crockpot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423357302454455506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year all! One of my resolutions this year is to cook more--as in, make at least one new meal or baked good each week. It may sound easy, but when it comes down to it, it's difficult to fight the urge to pop in a frozen pizza after coming home tired from the gym on winter nights! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my Christmas gifts this year was an awesome red crock pot. I'm super excited to get cooking, but I'm not quite sure where to start! Does anyone have suggestions of blogs, favorite recipes, or a good slow cooker cookbook to recommend??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4852464109832798016?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4852464109832798016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/crock-n-roll.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4852464109832798016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4852464109832798016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2010/01/crock-n-roll.html' title='Crock N Roll'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/S0Oiu37RjNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/hE72tznIGRk/s72-c/crockpot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3708678696700193040</id><published>2009-12-30T09:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:59:20.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Merry and Bright</title><content type='html'>The holidays are a time for traditions. Though they're often cheesy and silly, I think that traditions define what it means to celebrate family, friends, and loved ones around the holidays. There are personal traditions (it doesn't feel like Christmas until I've watched It's a Wonderful Life) and there are family traditions (at Christmas dinner, my mom puts out those crackers with little prizes in them and we all wear our paper crowns through dinner, despite how silly we all look).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite holiday tradition though is the annual party I have with my friends from high school. This year was our 10th annual-a big milestone! It started in 1999, in a friend's basement with a Secret Santa exchange, cookies, and silly movies, and has progressed to fancy appetizers, a ridiculous Yankee Swap, and plenty of libations. Our little group has grown to include boyfriends, husbands, pets, and soon, there will be babies. We are scattered around the country, and though we don't often talk or get together as much as we could, we still manage this one time a year to come together, saddle each other with crazy presents (this year I got a leopard-print "snuggle"--not to be confused with a Snuggie), and laugh until our stomachs hurt. It's a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sztn_rHpZZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bG56abdpUts/s1600-h/xmasparty09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sztn_rHpZZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bG56abdpUts/s320/xmasparty09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421040920074741138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3708678696700193040?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3708678696700193040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-and-bright.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3708678696700193040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3708678696700193040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-and-bright.html' title='Merry and Bright'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sztn_rHpZZI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bG56abdpUts/s72-c/xmasparty09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3993800708489475392</id><published>2009-12-15T23:12:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:58:02.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Get Festive: Weekend in New York, 12/11-12/13</title><content type='html'>I spent this past weekend in New York, getting into the holiday spirit. Christmas in New York is a wonderful time--full of sparkle and spirit. As my bus crawled its way down Fifth Avenue Friday night, I peeked into the opulent buildings, windows warmly lit, decorated with twinkling trees and glowing candles, doormen standing like toy soldiers at each grandiose entryway. The shop displays get more elaborate each year--Cartier was adorned with a giant, sparkling red bow, Bergdorf's Men's store had actual props and characters from the Fantastic Mr. Fox movie, and nearly every store front was full of color and glitter. Here are some highlights from my festive weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhjZusPj6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/tlN6CMaAXSM/s1600-h/IMG_1067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhjZusPj6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/tlN6CMaAXSM/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415687845594501026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just another Saturday morning in Williamsburg. NYC's &lt;a href="http://nycsantacon.com/" target="blank"&gt;SantaCon&lt;/a&gt; took place Saturday, and we were treated to all manners of Santas, elves, reindeer, gingerbread men, and Frosties everywhere we went in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhjKvfvEpI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Jm5MNWP89Yo/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhjKvfvEpI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Jm5MNWP89Yo/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415687588112437906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ninja Santa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Syhi8J5S7xI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LR2FcrPSe_U/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Syhi8J5S7xI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LR2FcrPSe_U/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415687337500929810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunch at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.bbarandgrill.com" target="blank"&gt;B Bar &amp;amp; Grill&lt;/a&gt;--SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhhlFC-8nI/AAAAAAAAAXc/0wIdPcPfbwg/s1600-h/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhhlFC-8nI/AAAAAAAAAXc/0wIdPcPfbwg/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415685841550766706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the best lattes I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Syhg4jB3I4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/IsBlE-9wwgc/s1600-h/IMG_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Syhg4jB3I4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/IsBlE-9wwgc/s320/IMG_1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415685076505011074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably my favorite window display, for its creativity and sheer strangeness. This was at Bergdorf's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SykefONs3ZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yYM_RKgLP7Q/s1600-h/bergdorf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SykefONs3ZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/yYM_RKgLP7Q/s320/bergdorf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415893548630072722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close-up shot, courtesy of Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhfAxfO-hI/AAAAAAAAAXM/DyGtwLUvZiU/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhfAxfO-hI/AAAAAAAAAXM/DyGtwLUvZiU/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415683018802002450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's Christmas tree, which is pretty much the most adorable tree I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SykfMomDyEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Np4VH5zpeRI/s1600-h/wonderful_life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SykfMomDyEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/Np4VH5zpeRI/s320/wonderful_life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415894328805673026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Sunday, we went to see It's a Wonderful Life, my absolute favorite Christmas movie, at a theater in the East Village. So much fun to see it on the big screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How are you getting into the holiday spirit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3993800708489475392?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3993800708489475392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-festive-weekend-in-new-york-1211.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3993800708489475392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3993800708489475392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-festive-weekend-in-new-york-1211.html' title='Get Festive: Weekend in New York, 12/11-12/13'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyhjZusPj6I/AAAAAAAAAX0/tlN6CMaAXSM/s72-c/IMG_1067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7228670160407060358</id><published>2009-12-09T16:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:04:10.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish list'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Give a Hoot</title><content type='html'>I've always felt a kinship to the owl--bookish, screechy, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Woodsy_Owl"&gt;green&lt;/a&gt;. I am loving &lt;a href="http://usa.frenchconnection.com/product/womens+tops/72DI2/owl+spot+top.htm"&gt;this French Connection top&lt;/a&gt;--kind of want to add it to my Christmas list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyAeYfLKdPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/B1oHWh4nqDQ/s1600-h/owl+spot+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyAeYfLKdPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/B1oHWh4nqDQ/s320/owl+spot+top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413360158133351666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7228670160407060358?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7228670160407060358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/give-hoot.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7228670160407060358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7228670160407060358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/12/give-hoot.html' title='Give a Hoot'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SyAeYfLKdPI/AAAAAAAAAXE/B1oHWh4nqDQ/s72-c/owl+spot+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5426258586638737581</id><published>2009-12-08T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T14:01:17.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salem'/><title type='text'>Salem in November</title><content type='html'>On a sunny Saturday just a few weeks ago, Joe and I decided to take a drive to Salem. We figured it would be a good time for it, as the weather was still nice, but all of the Halloween hoopla had died down for another year. Neither of us had ever been before, despite its proximity and accessibility from Boston. I was charmed by the town--though we didn't visit any of the tourist traps they call museums (the Peabody-Essex is obviously an exception--that's the real deal), I enjoyed just walking around, taking in the sights and the colonial feel. Here are some photos, most taken on Chestnut Street, a street of beautiful historic homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSeEEdfAnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/EqZoyht-Aa0/s1600/IMG_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSeEEdfAnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/EqZoyht-Aa0/s320/IMG_1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122845132882546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chestnut Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSd1jTH0ZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yaO1HKBuznM/s1600/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSd1jTH0ZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/yaO1HKBuznM/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122595712881042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSdmQwLseI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fH7Z7GpA5cI/s1600/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSdmQwLseI/AAAAAAAAAV0/fH7Z7GpA5cI/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410122333036458466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone converted this old car into a 3-wheel motorcycle. Very Back To the Future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSdL3cm8ZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/moUEqJQOrOU/s1600/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSdL3cm8ZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/moUEqJQOrOU/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121879566872978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved all of the doors of the houses and how they were decorated for the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSc6xBdXKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/i6DaUwS-00k/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSc6xBdXKI/AAAAAAAAAVk/i6DaUwS-00k/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410121585784609954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSZU9RhkaI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LF0ryWcx1wo/s1600/IMG_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSZU9RhkaI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LF0ryWcx1wo/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410117637703307682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Derby Square Bookstore is a chaos of books--all half-price new books, remaindered from other bookstores, stacked in delightfully precarious leaning towers all over the store. When you spot something you want, it's like playing a game of Jenga to remove it. Who doesn't enjoy an extra challenge while book shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSeS2FOMiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/eprtzAgVkB4/s1600/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSeS2FOMiI/AAAAAAAAAWM/eprtzAgVkB4/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123098971058722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To the Farthest Port! We took a walk to the end of an old pier and read about Salem's history as a commercial center hundreds of years ago. The ships have long since stopped coming, but it's fun to imagine what it was like in the old days of bustling maritime commerce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5426258586638737581?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5426258586638737581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/salem-in-november.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5426258586638737581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5426258586638737581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/salem-in-november.html' title='Salem in November'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSeEEdfAnI/AAAAAAAAAWE/EqZoyht-Aa0/s72-c/IMG_1042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2490615079588921670</id><published>2009-11-30T23:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:36:10.773-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchen adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Adventures in the Kitchen--Thanksgiving Edition</title><content type='html'>I'm kind of a klutz in the kitchen. I've been doing my best to expand my horizons lately, both in cooking and in my eating habits, thanks largely to taking part in a &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/farm-share.html" target="blank"&gt;CSA farm share&lt;/a&gt; this summer and in reading more &lt;a href="http://alladither.typepad.com/halfassedkitchen/" target="blank"&gt;cooking&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://raquellikesfood.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;blogs&lt;/a&gt;. One of my favorites is &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/" target="blank"&gt;Smitten Kitchen&lt;/a&gt;, for its beautiful photography, snappy commentary, and delicious variety of recipes. This Thanksgiving, I decided to stray from the traditional mashed potatoes I've made in the past and tried &lt;a href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2009/11/swiss-chard-and-sweet-potato-gratin/" target="blank"&gt;this sweet potato and swiss chard gratin recipe&lt;/a&gt;. Divine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSexXqAfQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/eFdvFF4IPwA/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSexXqAfQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/eFdvFF4IPwA/s320/IMG_1052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123623379795202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I substituted rainbow chard for the swiss variety. The colors are so gorgeous--how can you resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSe-2AoRYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/gtRSz_43rvg/s1600/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSe-2AoRYI/AAAAAAAAAWc/gtRSz_43rvg/s320/IMG_1053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123854866040194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was an excellent suis (sic?) chef, helping me cut and peel all the sweet potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSfOIery2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EoMSlSsBUJ4/s1600/IMG_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSfOIery2I/AAAAAAAAAWk/EoMSlSsBUJ4/s320/IMG_1055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124117521976162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those greens steam up! Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSfcYa8rmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JNsc6OWafu4/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSfcYa8rmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/JNsc6OWafu4/s320/IMG_1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124362319441506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all the greens and stems were cooked down and the cream sauce made, I grated some Gruyere cheese and layered all of the ingredients with some spices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSftH0T8JI/AAAAAAAAAW0/M0hT3JUqrBI/s1600/IMG_1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSftH0T8JI/AAAAAAAAAW0/M0hT3JUqrBI/s320/IMG_1062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124649920196754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, I had a bubbling, crispy, cheesy veggie delight! My family seemed to enjoy it, and I hope to make this a regular Thanksgiving staple at our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSf6GyEF0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/UA7MOv-84GM/s1600/IMG_1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSf6GyEF0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/UA7MOv-84GM/s320/IMG_1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410124872980633410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My grandmother's table, all decked out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What did you all make for Thanksgiving this year? Anything new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2490615079588921670?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2490615079588921670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/adventures-in-kitchen-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2490615079588921670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2490615079588921670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/adventures-in-kitchen-thanksgiving.html' title='Adventures in the Kitchen--Thanksgiving Edition'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SxSexXqAfQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/eFdvFF4IPwA/s72-c/IMG_1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-8047858080506731537</id><published>2009-11-23T15:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:53:20.738-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter coats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Winter Coat</title><content type='html'>Every year, New Englanders dread the coming onslaught of winter and its biting wind, driving snow, and treacherous sidewalks. If I could hibernate for the entire season, I would--burrowed under the covers in my sweatpants, armed with an endless supply of DVDs, books, magazines, and hot cocoa. Sadly, this is not an option. So, in the meantime, I tried to make the best of the coming cold by treating myself to a new winter coat. I searched and searched, looking for something serious: heavyweight, but still sophisticated enough to wear to the office each day. Before I succumbed to the temptation of spending $300 on this &lt;a href="http://www.rei.com/product/770674" target="blank"&gt;Boston winter staple&lt;/a&gt;, I stumbled on a one-day sale at Macy's. The gods of outerwear were smiling on me that day--I scored a Michael Kors coat that fit my qualifications, for 40% off its original price (which turned out to be about half of what I almost paid for that Northface coat). Here's a poor quality snap of me in the coat, since I can't seem to find it online:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Swr1BvaWp9I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4YGcnhLp3Bo/s1600/jillcoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Swr1BvaWp9I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4YGcnhLp3Bo/s320/jillcoat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407403712867379154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I haven't gotten to wear the coat yet, because we're still in that transitional time of chilly, crisp fall air: a lovely time of boots, tights, and scarves, paired with cute little coats (mine is purple, and I love it). I saw this transitional coat on &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Outerwear/Amber+Road+Coat+in+Black" target="blank"&gt;Modcloth&lt;/a&gt; today and fell in love. If only I could justify buying it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Swr16FYPR0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/hgvBFLZfsJc/s1600/modcoat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Swr16FYPR0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/hgvBFLZfsJc/s320/modcoat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407404680836761410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wooden buttons, the cute collar, and the amber in the middle are my favorite parts. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-8047858080506731537?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8047858080506731537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/winter-coat.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8047858080506731537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8047858080506731537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/winter-coat.html' title='Winter Coat'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Swr1BvaWp9I/AAAAAAAAAUw/4YGcnhLp3Bo/s72-c/jillcoat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1399195941058102357</id><published>2009-11-16T21:18:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:10:37.843-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Next to Normal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morimoto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>New York Weekend 11/13-11/15</title><content type='html'>I spent the weekend in New York, with the perfect balance of amazing food, cocktails, and lazing about. Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIOMA2pCPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QKgGWEDORvU/s1600/IMG_1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIOMA2pCPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QKgGWEDORvU/s320/IMG_1020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404898102348417266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally--my quest for flat black boots is over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIN_G6ncjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nbcsnB6tQAs/s1600/IMG_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIN_G6ncjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/nbcsnB6tQAs/s320/IMG_1014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897880637403698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All the Williamsburg breakfast joints have funky art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwINtrAsirI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iFcJYbjCiNI/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwINtrAsirI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iFcJYbjCiNI/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897581088934578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.morimotonyc.com/"&gt;Morimoto&lt;/a&gt;: started out with the beef carpaccio--SPECTACULAR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwINaLjLiZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kw2l7PSDKF4/s1600/IMG_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwINaLjLiZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/kw2l7PSDKF4/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897246226123154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will dream about this tempura shrimp for the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIM8sTxFkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oDPS1Eby1cU/s1600/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIM8sTxFkI/AAAAAAAAAUA/oDPS1Eby1cU/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404896739623769666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yellowtail in a 300 degree stone bowl--HOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIMs_CuCOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SFX_nJ81gsQ/s1600/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIMs_CuCOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/SFX_nJ81gsQ/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404896469774633186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chef Morimoto caught me a sea bass! And it was delicious. So so delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwILoB6UZ7I/AAAAAAAAATw/mZMnhb-btn0/s1600/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwILoB6UZ7I/AAAAAAAAATw/mZMnhb-btn0/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404895285133731762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nexttonormal.com/"&gt;Next to Normal&lt;/a&gt; was phenomenal: highly recommended. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIKygwBd7I/AAAAAAAAATo/jyg6YtJR0Gg/s1600/IMG_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIKygwBd7I/AAAAAAAAATo/jyg6YtJR0Gg/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404894365699110834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spoonbillbooks.com/"&gt;Spoonbill and Sugartown&lt;/a&gt;: Fun to browse the books; more fun to coo at the cats. She has a Hello Kitty pillow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIKZRxKfPI/AAAAAAAAATg/3Tijn4onudA/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIKZRxKfPI/AAAAAAAAATg/3Tijn4onudA/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404893932180634866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this fellow was sleeping right on those books. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJpSOPYkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5TK1Ly3vpbg/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJpSOPYkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5TK1Ly3vpbg/s320/IMG_1027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404893107668869698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/jimmys-diner-brooklyn"&gt;Jimmy's &lt;/a&gt;milkshake. This was shortly before I "housed it." (The waiter's words. Not embarrassing at all). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJ5RaPqqI/AAAAAAAAATY/--X64l3VOSM/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJ5RaPqqI/AAAAAAAAATY/--X64l3VOSM/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404893382328691362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bar at 4R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJWce8SqI/AAAAAAAAATI/a_byVHyIEus/s1600/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJWce8SqI/AAAAAAAAATI/a_byVHyIEus/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404892784005761698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Late night pizza is always better when T. Hanks is in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwITxt8WUbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AHqCkyy3lfY/s1600/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwITxt8WUbI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AHqCkyy3lfY/s320/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404904247665250738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday brunch on the outdoor patio! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJFKhKryI/AAAAAAAAATA/y9ollQ42roE/s1600/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIJFKhKryI/AAAAAAAAATA/y9ollQ42roE/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404892487125479202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reading in the park. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIItO8q3xI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iNw6nLDxhG4/s1600/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIItO8q3xI/AAAAAAAAAS4/iNw6nLDxhG4/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404892075997716242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A warm Brooklyn afternoon in the park in November. Delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1399195941058102357?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1399195941058102357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-york-weekend-1113-1115.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1399195941058102357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1399195941058102357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-york-weekend-1113-1115.html' title='New York Weekend 11/13-11/15'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SwIOMA2pCPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/QKgGWEDORvU/s72-c/IMG_1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1982507426044439899</id><published>2009-10-28T13:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:38:57.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pumpkin carving'/><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>October is the month for changing leaves, apple picking, hot cider, Halloween festivities, and pumpkins! This year, I've had the chance to experience all of these wonderful things. I spent a good chunk of Sunday carving pumpkins and eating candy with friends. Here are our results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiAfJ7-CJI/AAAAAAAAASg/II6omCCgXh8/s1600-h/bats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiAfJ7-CJI/AAAAAAAAASg/II6omCCgXh8/s320/bats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397705426135287954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiApKJHXHI/AAAAAAAAASo/b3aQTewCbDs/s1600-h/pumpkin_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiApKJHXHI/AAAAAAAAASo/b3aQTewCbDs/s320/pumpkin_baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397705597989117042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rupert, our pumpkin baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carving, while fun, is tough work--lots of knife maneuvering, creative drawing, and gut scooping involved. When I saw these painted pumpkins on &lt;a href="http://www.unruly-things.com/2009/10/pumpkin-painting.html" target="blank"&gt;Unruly Things&lt;/a&gt;, I thought they looked so elegant and chic that I was jealous (love the black and white). Maybe next October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiBU7nk41I/AAAAAAAAASw/JsQq2uLD_6o/s1600-h/chic_pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiBU7nk41I/AAAAAAAAASw/JsQq2uLD_6o/s320/chic_pump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397706350004593490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1982507426044439899?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1982507426044439899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-pumpkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1982507426044439899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1982507426044439899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-pumpkin.html' title='The Great Pumpkin'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuiAfJ7-CJI/AAAAAAAAASg/II6omCCgXh8/s72-c/bats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7658220496273213060</id><published>2009-10-26T13:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:09:43.393-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notebooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Field Notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Field Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuXXPLMgccI/AAAAAAAAASY/Wkh9eLAgEdQ/s1600-h/fieldnotes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuXXPLMgccI/AAAAAAAAASY/Wkh9eLAgEdQ/s320/fieldnotes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396956384176665026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These tiny little notebooks have caught my attention. &lt;a href="http://fieldnotesbrand.com/"target="blank"&gt;Field Notes&lt;/a&gt; are only about 3" x 5", so they're perfect to throw in your purse or carry in your pocket, to write down all those lists, quotes, and deep thoughts that occur to me on an hourly basis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may just have to order some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7658220496273213060?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7658220496273213060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/field-notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7658220496273213060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7658220496273213060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/field-notes.html' title='Field Notes'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SuXXPLMgccI/AAAAAAAAASY/Wkh9eLAgEdQ/s72-c/fieldnotes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-9125391821239383521</id><published>2009-10-15T09:31:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T12:47:43.288-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ryan Gosling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dead Man&apos;s Bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Show Review: Dead Man's Bones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/StckaNgZTlI/AAAAAAAAASA/27GESzPxk3k/s1600-h/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/StckaNgZTlI/AAAAAAAAASA/27GESzPxk3k/s400/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392819111520194130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's something magical about a group of kids dressed as ghosts, their cherubic faces painted like skeletons, chanting "My body's a zombie for you" over and over, their youthful voices bouncing exuberantly from the rafters. Like some fantastical dream, this was the scene at the Middle East Downstairs last night--the low ceilings and dank basement air proving to be the perfect venue on a chilly October night to groove to the "gothic folk" music of &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deadmansbones" target="blank"&gt;Dead Man's Bones&lt;/a&gt;, the Los Angeles band featuring actors &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ryan_Gosling" target="blank"&gt;Ryan Gosling&lt;/a&gt; and Zach Shields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Ryan Gosling began his career starring in such teeny bopper fare as Disney's MMC and Breaker High, he was soon earning both heartthrob status (for The Notebook) and critical acclaim (with his heartbreaking, Academy-Award nominated role as a drug-addicted high school teacher in Half Nelson and his Golden-Globe nominated role in the sweet Lars and the Real Girl, one of my favorites). In 2007, Gosling and fellow actor Shields bonded over their common fascination with all things supernatural, deciding to channel this obsession into a musical endeavor. They both set out to learn how to play and write music, coming up with songs like "Werewolf Heart" and "Flowers Grow Out of My Grave." After two years, they had recorded an album, with backup vocals by LA's Silverlake Conservatory Children's Choir. Both Shields and Gosling were drawn to using the unique and multi-layered voices of the young, a technique that lends a haunting, ethereal quality to their music. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/StcvIiyVhZI/AAAAAAAAASI/5q3khFSEHos/s1600-h/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/StcvIiyVhZI/AAAAAAAAASI/5q3khFSEHos/s320/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392830902622848402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the band's first official show, following the release of their debut &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dead-Mans-Bones/dp/B002Q6SQWU/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dmusic&amp;amp;qid=1255611953&amp;amp;sr=8-3" target="blank"&gt;eponymous album&lt;/a&gt; on October 6. The stage was set with a backdrop of a haunted house, a graveyard, strings of glowing white lights, and the aforementioned gang of ghostly kids. I honestly wasn't sure what to expect--the band lists among their musical influences The Cure, The Andrews Sisters, Joy Division, and James Brown. The &lt;a href="http://www.worldmusic.org/concerts_event_indiv.php?p_seq=766" target="blank"&gt;event page&lt;/a&gt; had this to say about the band: "The outcome is an artistic aesthetic of old Universal horror films, vaudeville music-hall numbers, and silent-screen melodramas perfect for the month of Halloween." Though the set was short (about an hour), the music had the sold-out crowd dancing and clapping to the beat, wildly cheering after each song. Highlights included the raucous "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=to7PxdyEdDw&amp;amp;feature=related" target="blank"&gt;My Body's a Zombie for You&lt;/a&gt;" and the daze-y "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U38QyNuJdp8&amp;amp;feature=related" target="blank"&gt;Pa Pa Power.&lt;/a&gt;" The band's sound is an oddball mix of doo-wop, gospel, and synthesizer pop that melds into cohesive music you want to listen to year-round. It's vaguely reminiscent of The Arcade Fire, and Gosling's voice is just the right timbre to lend a spooky depth to the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Stc2KED60UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-qvvG4gAVag/s1600-h/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Stc2KED60UI/AAAAAAAAASQ/-qvvG4gAVag/s320/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392838625316229442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I'll be playing at the office Halloween party, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross-posted at &lt;a href="http://bostonist.com/2009/10/15/ryan_gosling_band_dead_mans_bones.php" target="blank"&gt;Bostonist&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-9125391821239383521?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/9125391821239383521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/show-review-dead-mans-bones.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/9125391821239383521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/9125391821239383521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/show-review-dead-mans-bones.html' title='Show Review: Dead Man&apos;s Bones'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/StckaNgZTlI/AAAAAAAAASA/27GESzPxk3k/s72-c/Dead+Man%27s+Bones+10.14.09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-8394654142059779133</id><published>2009-10-08T12:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:21:56.520-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design sponge'/><title type='text'>Dressed to Impress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Ss4Q6zNSyqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sNVi5u_TA_g/s1600-h/dresser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Ss4Q6zNSyqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sNVi5u_TA_g/s400/dresser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390264406373485218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This dresser was profiled today on &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2009/10/before-after-maggies-window-mistys-dresser.html"target="blank"&gt;Design Sponge&lt;/a&gt;. I love it. I have a white dresser in my bedroom that is a little taller than this, but otherwise similar. I've had it since I was a baby--it was a mustard yellow originally, until my mom painted it white and put gold knobs on it. My plan has been to buy some funky new knobs to give it a little bit of personality, but maybe I should commission someone to paint it with an awesome scene too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-8394654142059779133?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8394654142059779133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/dressed-to-impress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8394654142059779133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8394654142059779133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/dressed-to-impress.html' title='Dressed to Impress'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Ss4Q6zNSyqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sNVi5u_TA_g/s72-c/dresser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2745166495175808091</id><published>2009-10-05T17:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:34:32.803-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drew barrymore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellen page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whip it'/><title type='text'>When a problem comes along, you must whip it</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-4185" title="whip it 2" src="http://www.fringemagazine.org/images/whip-it-2-300x120.jpg" alt="whip it 2" width="300" height="120" /&gt; I saw &lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/whipit/" target="_blank"&gt;Whip It&lt;/a&gt;, Drew Barrymore's directorial debut, this weekend. Surprisingly, I was not disappointed--I pretty much got what I was expecting, which was an all-out fun celebration of tattoos, sass, girls beating the crap out of other ladies, and general hipster disillusionment set to &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Whip-Various-Artists/dp/B002KVSJDW" target="_blank"&gt;an enjoyable soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes, it was predictable. Yes, some of the dialogue was completely twee. But can you really go wrong with a movie that centers on a roller derby team called the Hurl Scouts, whose members feature names like Smashley Simpson, Bloody Holly, and Rosa Sparks? No, no you cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bliss Cavander (Ellen Page) is a timid teenager stuck in backwater Bodean, Texas, forced to compete in beauty pagaents to please her mother, played with empathy and warmth by the lovely Marcia Gay Harden. When Bliss takes a shopping trip to Austin, she gets her first glimpse of roller derby, and goes to try out for the team on a whim. &lt;img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-4186" title="pigs" src="http://www.fringemagazine.org/images/pigs-300x199.jpg" alt="pigs" width="300" height="199" /&gt;What follows is pretty much your standard underdog team sports movie montage of wacky hijinks--the Hurl Scouts are the worst team in the league, but the women are fun and they lose with panache (chanting "We're #2!!" after losing yet another derby match).  Inevitably, the scrappy novice Bliss is a flash on skates, and soon, the team is coming from behind to claim victory. Though the movie's trajectory here smacks of The Mighty Ducks in fishnets and eyeliner (the team even has two deaf players, The Manson Sisters, who are ringers for the Ducks' infamous Bash Brothers), there are some pleasant surprises: Alia Shawkat (Maebe Funke from the brilliant Arrested Development) crackles as Bliss's best friend and fellow Squaler-slinger, Pash; and though Marcia Gay Harden's character walks a dangerous line toward being a typical Texas pageant mother stereotype, the movie dials it back, never making a caricature of her. In fact, the mother-daughter relationship was one of my favorite parts of the movie, and I think it was portrayed realistically without getting too schmaltzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-4187" title="&amp;quot;Whip It&amp;quot;" src="http://www.fringemagazine.org/images/hipsterlove-300x199.jpg" alt="&amp;quot;Whip It&amp;quot;" width="300" height="199" /&gt; One of my major issues with the movie was the requisite romance element. Bliss falls for the "dreamy" Oliver, who in turn falls for her after they share a deep moment over a record (isn't that how all good hipster romances start?).  Obvi, love ensues, complete with games of Marco Polo in a cornfield, sharing pickles/making out at the movies, and having sex underwater to a Jens Lekman song. Swoon! Ok, number 1, he's not cute at all. Number 2, why can't relationships be more clearly developed than "oh hey that chick is checking me out and she's cute so of course I am going to stalk-I mean, go to her place of work in a tiny town that no one ever goes to just so I can hang out with her" in movies? Is that too much to ask? However, I liked how the whole relationship scenario ended up, so the movie gets points for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, the movie isn't completely cliche, and it's fun to watch, regardless of the pitfalls. It's even mildly empowering for the ladies, which is always nice to see. So grab your best girl friends and treat yourself to a movie that won't make you hate your life--I'm glad I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-large wp-image-4188" title="whip it gang" src="http://www.fringemagazine.org/images/whip-it-gang-574x381.jpg" alt="whip it gang" width="574" height="381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross-posted to&lt;a href="http://www.fringemagazine.org/blog/when-a-problem-comes-along-you-must-whip-it/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Fringe Magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2745166495175808091?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2745166495175808091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-problem-comes-along-you-must-whip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2745166495175808091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2745166495175808091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-problem-comes-along-you-must-whip.html' title='When a problem comes along, you must whip it'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6978276001275887837</id><published>2009-09-30T10:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:03:13.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Inspired by Joan Holloway</title><content type='html'>I stumbled on &lt;a href="http://whatiwore.tumblr.com/"target="blank"&gt;What I Wore&lt;/a&gt; just this morning, and LOVE this outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsNwvSSmHUI/AAAAAAAAARw/rqFXkcQOUt4/s1600-h/inspiredbyjoan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsNwvSSmHUI/AAAAAAAAARw/rqFXkcQOUt4/s400/inspiredbyjoan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387273536931241282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://whatiwore.tumblr.com/post/194148400/what-i-wore-joan-is-my-middle-name"target="blank"&gt;image source&lt;/a&gt;} &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The color, the cut of &lt;a href="http://www.modcloth.com/store/ModCloth/Womens/Dresses/Solid/The+Joan+Dress+in+Party?=wiw1"target="blank"&gt;the dress&lt;/a&gt;, the tights, the scarf--everything. Perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also sort of loving the haircut. I wonder if my hair would do that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6978276001275887837?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6978276001275887837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspired-by-joan-holloway.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6978276001275887837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6978276001275887837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/inspired-by-joan-holloway.html' title='Inspired by Joan Holloway'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsNwvSSmHUI/AAAAAAAAARw/rqFXkcQOUt4/s72-c/inspiredbyjoan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4934145251603854296</id><published>2009-09-29T11:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:11:46.723-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Sky High</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsIisn8SCXI/AAAAAAAAARo/QfVzy7aZaRM/s1600-h/ysl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsIisn8SCXI/AAAAAAAAARo/QfVzy7aZaRM/s400/ysl4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386906254319946098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://cupcakesandcashmere.com/chain-gang-2/"target="blank"&gt;Cupcakes and Cashmere&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm the girl who always has a spare pair of flip flops in her bag and doesn't wear any heels that are higher than 1 inch, but oh my word are these YSL heels not absolutely gorgeous? I would most likely fall and knock out a couple of teeth if I ever attempted to actually wear them, but they are so beautiful I might just put them on a shelf and gaze at them, like art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4934145251603854296?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4934145251603854296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/sky-high.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4934145251603854296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4934145251603854296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/sky-high.html' title='Sky High'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsIisn8SCXI/AAAAAAAAARo/QfVzy7aZaRM/s72-c/ysl4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4205609464316177022</id><published>2009-09-28T07:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:56:26.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='style'/><title type='text'>Bellezza</title><content type='html'>These two images caught my eye this week as being quintessentially Italian. It makes me want to go back in a bad way...(but what doesn't?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsCith7Dp4I/AAAAAAAAARY/nROdF3JwWB8/s1600-h/giorgia-gucci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsCith7Dp4I/AAAAAAAAARY/nROdF3JwWB8/s400/giorgia-gucci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386484057418999682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.garancedore.fr/en/2009/09/28/ciao-milano/" target="blank"&gt;Garance Dore&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dark hair, the olive skin, the red lipstick, the gorgeous green silk, the clutch, the newstand...perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsCjNVCh2AI/AAAAAAAAARg/pDK7UlLB3l8/s1600-h/italian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsCjNVCh2AI/AAAAAAAAARg/pDK7UlLB3l8/s400/italian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386484603716491266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-streetgiovanna-before-armani-milano.html" target="blank"&gt;The Sartorialist&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again with the dark hair, that red purse, that skirt, that scooter....sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4205609464316177022?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4205609464316177022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/bellezza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4205609464316177022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4205609464316177022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/bellezza.html' title='Bellezza'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SsCith7Dp4I/AAAAAAAAARY/nROdF3JwWB8/s72-c/giorgia-gucci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1384779808393942946</id><published>2009-09-25T10:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:30:30.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please note....</title><content type='html'>I just realized my last two posts have been tangentially wedding-related. This does not mean I have suddenly become enthusiastic about weddings. I just thought I would clarify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your understanding in this matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1384779808393942946?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1384779808393942946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-note.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1384779808393942946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1384779808393942946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-note.html' title='Please note....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2521886923578553885</id><published>2009-09-25T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:27:03.386-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><title type='text'>Sweet Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrzRc7eSHvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bPtKCSA-oSw/s1600-h/city+hall+wedding+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrzRc7eSHvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bPtKCSA-oSw/s400/city+hall+wedding+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385409549359521522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this in the &lt;a href="http://kalman.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/09/24/for-goodness-sake/"target="blank"&gt;New York Times' Pursuit of Happiness&lt;/a&gt; blog, and I just think the dress is so sweet for a wedding. It's cute and fun, but still pretty. I also love the colored sash. Maybe not so much the tattoo, but we can't all be perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2521886923578553885?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2521886923578553885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-dress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2521886923578553885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2521886923578553885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-dress.html' title='Sweet Dress'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrzRc7eSHvI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bPtKCSA-oSw/s72-c/city+hall+wedding+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2375087190230611974</id><published>2009-09-24T12:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:27:33.620-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Office'/><title type='text'>The Wedding of the Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SruconhxgPI/AAAAAAAAARE/Me8YclPGj2g/s1600-h/jimpam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SruconhxgPI/AAAAAAAAARE/Me8YclPGj2g/s320/jimpam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385070001070899442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I've complained about Jim and Pam's relationship as of late(it's too cutesy, they never fight, they're sort of boring when not star-crossed), I have to admit that I'm really looking forward to their wedding and this Entertainment Weekly cover makes me smile. Also, even though I still maintain that the show could benefit from a little creativity with the relationship, executive producer Greg Daniels makes a good point in the &lt;a href="http://popwatch.ew.com/2009/09/24/this-weeks-cover-the-office-wedding-exclusive/"&gt;accompanying cover story&lt;/a&gt;: "We didn’t want to do the soap opera-y thing and cheapen it.  Besides, our ratings keep going up, so I don’t think anyone minds them being together.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The special one-hour long wedding episode is set to air October 8, and I'll be watching (and let's be honest--I'll probably even tear up a little bit).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2375087190230611974?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2375087190230611974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-of-century.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2375087190230611974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2375087190230611974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-of-century.html' title='The Wedding of the Century'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SruconhxgPI/AAAAAAAAARE/Me8YclPGj2g/s72-c/jimpam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7019502273435856789</id><published>2009-09-23T16:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T17:02:07.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magazines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esquire'/><title type='text'>Vintage Esquire Covers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grainedit.com/2009/09/23/vintage-esquire-covers-1953-1961/"target="blank"&gt;Grain Edit &lt;/a&gt; had a post today about vintage &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com"target="blank"&gt;Esquire&lt;/a&gt; covers, so I popped over to &lt;a href="http://www.esquire.com/cover-archive"target="blank"&gt;their cover archive&lt;/a&gt; to check them out for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqLTkkRGoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1hAQF-SIU-I/s1600-h/Esquire+2_53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqLTkkRGoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1hAQF-SIU-I/s320/Esquire+2_53.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384769472824416898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqLODhyr1I/AAAAAAAAAQc/_h06AjgIu5Y/s1600-h/Esquire+1_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqLODhyr1I/AAAAAAAAAQc/_h06AjgIu5Y/s320/Esquire+1_34.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384769378056318802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqL-YvpqCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HQJZB5j4JSg/s1600-h/Esquire+3_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqL-YvpqCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/HQJZB5j4JSg/s320/Esquire+3_65.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384770208385312802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqMQxLpOPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xxPtbfi5sKs/s1600-h/Esquire+12_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqMQxLpOPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/xxPtbfi5sKs/s320/Esquire+12_51.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384770524182821106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqMbTKKAPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Seiv7yDyhEE/s1600-h/esquire+12_59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqMbTKKAPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Seiv7yDyhEE/s320/esquire+12_59.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384770705102078194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most incredible thing about Esquire, more than the fantastic art direction, was the amount of quality writing in each issue. As far as I know, Esquire still has great articles--why can't a magazine for women feature the same calibre of literature and cultural commentary?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7019502273435856789?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7019502273435856789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/vintage-esquire-covers.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7019502273435856789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7019502273435856789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/vintage-esquire-covers.html' title='Vintage Esquire Covers'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrqLTkkRGoI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1hAQF-SIU-I/s72-c/Esquire+2_53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4257293882890696988</id><published>2009-09-22T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T11:09:48.303-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrjcCKQsvyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8bobq5MsDPk/s1600-h/CD+art+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrjcCKQsvyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8bobq5MsDPk/s400/CD+art+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384295284193672994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a blogging delinquent lately. In fact, I've been delinquent in nearly every area of my life these past 2 months. But I'm reasonably confident that, starting today, I'm coming back swinging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved into a new apartment 3 weeks ago. So far, I love it. Most of the common areas are set up and unpacked, but my room is a disaster of haphazard cardboard boxes and piles of half-unpacked shoes, laundry, and other random detritus from my life that I can't quite bring myself to scrap(a pink wing from two Halloweens ago, floppy discs full of college papers, two Starbucks barista action figures [yes, two] I got as gifts back when I was working there). Furthermore, the walls of the apartment are that blank, creamy vanilla color that screams for something, anything to free it from its own boredom, and my roommate and I have yet to hang our art. In an attempt to feel less like a transient camping out in my own home, last night I sifted through the large still-to-be-unpacked box of my CDs and chose my favorite album art to hang on the sloped wall above my bed. I then carefully lined them up in neat rows, sticking globs of Scotch tape to the backs and pressing them against the plaster with my palms. This process took me about an hour, after which I proudly stood back and admired my handiwork. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was about 30 seconds after I snapped this shot with my cell phone that the first liner note detached itself from the wall and quietly fluttered down. I resolutely plastered the backing with more Scotch tape and pressed it back into place. I then repeated this when the second booklet fell. And the third. By the time I went to bed, I had resolved myself to the fact that music and lyrics would be drifting down to cover me in my sleep, and I did wake this morning, the glossy pamphlets surrounding me like discarded flower petals. But I won't give up--I will get better adhesive (suggestions welcome), and by god, that album art will stay on my wall! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was ultimately a failed experiment, I had a fun time doing it. As I pored over those dusty plastic cases and bright album covers, and somehow managed to use up almost an entire roll of Scotch tape, I was transported back to high school, a time when I spent most of my hours in my bedroom, listening to those CDs and cutting pictures out of magazines to tape to the impressive full-wall collage I had adorning the bare plaster there in lieu of wallpaper or paint. Sometimes it’s good to get back to your roots, even if just for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4257293882890696988?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4257293882890696988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-saddle.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4257293882890696988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4257293882890696988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SrjcCKQsvyI/AAAAAAAAAQU/8bobq5MsDPk/s72-c/CD+art+wall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6436669842688549005</id><published>2009-07-28T09:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:57:49.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv on dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mad Men'/><title type='text'>Eat Your Heart Out, Peggy Olsen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sm8CrKwCsTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qRvst9SqtzM/s1600-h/madmen_standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sm8CrKwCsTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qRvst9SqtzM/s400/madmen_standard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363508621865038130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad Men is one of the best shows on television right now. People keep telling you this, and you're probably tired of hearing it, but it's true. Just watch it. Season 2 just came out on DVD, so I'm scrambling to watch before the Season 3 premiere on August 16th. It's not a challenge to curl up on the couch with 2 hours of Don Draper a night though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delightful &lt;a href="http://content.usatoday.com/communities/popcandy/post/2009/07/have-you-mad-men-ed-yourself-yet/1?csp=34"target="blank"&gt;Pop Candy&lt;/a&gt; alerted me to the new promotional website the show's network, AMC, has created for the show, where you can "&lt;a href="http://www.amctv.com/originals/madmen/madmenyourself/"target="blank"&gt;Mad Men Yourself&lt;/a&gt;" and create your own little 60s avatar of yourself. I was tempted to go with more of a Joan Holloway, martini-bar vibe, but let's be honest--I'm more of the Peggy Olsen type (though Betty Draper is my favorite).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6436669842688549005?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6436669842688549005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/eat-your-heart-out-peggy-olsen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6436669842688549005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6436669842688549005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/eat-your-heart-out-peggy-olsen.html' title='Eat Your Heart Out, Peggy Olsen'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sm8CrKwCsTI/AAAAAAAAAQM/qRvst9SqtzM/s72-c/madmen_standard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-8596242396184918634</id><published>2009-07-23T09:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:28:42.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Obama'/><title type='text'>First Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmhlFgra-oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KxABgP8kJCU/s1600-h/first+couple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmhlFgra-oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KxABgP8kJCU/s400/first+couple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361646501730384514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love &lt;a href="http://lolawashername.blogspot.com/2009/07/nobody-does-it-better.html"target="blank"&gt;this photo&lt;/a&gt;. I don't know why--maybe it's the lighting, maybe it's Michelle's dress, or her hair, or the way they're holding hands and smiling all shyly. I kind of love that these people are our leaders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-8596242396184918634?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8596242396184918634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-couple.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8596242396184918634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8596242396184918634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-couple.html' title='First Couple'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmhlFgra-oI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KxABgP8kJCU/s72-c/first+couple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3135043324982995623</id><published>2009-07-20T10:14:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:44:42.449-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhode island'/><title type='text'>Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda</title><content type='html'>What I Should Have Been Doing yesterday, on a lovely, sunny Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive down to the Beach to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmR8xsk7S9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/EtOMxRy-CcQ/s1600-h/portable+record.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmR8xsk7S9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/EtOMxRy-CcQ/s320/portable+record.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360546649699208146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cupcakesandcashmere.com/brunch-and-beach/"target="blank"&gt;Listen &lt;/a&gt; to records on this adorable portable record player. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmR-XrOTdgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/IUfHaNT-9lE/s1600-h/riptide+suit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmR-XrOTdgI/AAAAAAAAAPs/IUfHaNT-9lE/s320/riptide+suit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548401682544130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=953372&amp;parentid=CLOTHES-SWIMWEAR&amp;pushId=CLOTHES-SWIMWEAR&amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;sortProperties=&amp;navCount=30&amp;navAction=top&amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;color=038&amp;colorName=GREEN%20MOTIF&amp;isSubcategory=true"target="blank"&gt;Wear &lt;/a&gt; this lovely Anthropologie swimsuit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmSBATWjZPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0oaUfeKxLDo/s1600-h/dels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmSBATWjZPI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0oaUfeKxLDo/s320/dels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360551298672583922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dels.com/"target="blank"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/a&gt; a delicious frozen lemonade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmSCYPDz1LI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PSGJAPh46bA/s1600-h/clamcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmSCYPDz1LI/AAAAAAAAAP8/PSGJAPh46bA/s320/clamcakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360552809348715698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roadfood.com/Recipes/Recipe.aspx?RecipeID=461"target="blank"&gt;Eat&lt;/a&gt; a bag full of my favorite RI delicacy, clam cakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I actually did yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Cleaned my apartment to ready for the impending packing process and Big Move--just barely six weeks left and running out of time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all made use of your sunny Sundays better than I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3135043324982995623?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3135043324982995623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/woulda-coulda-shoulda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3135043324982995623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3135043324982995623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/woulda-coulda-shoulda.html' title='Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SmR8xsk7S9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/EtOMxRy-CcQ/s72-c/portable+record.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5146344098175519248</id><published>2009-07-07T11:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:48:36.911-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv on dvd'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daria'/><title type='text'>Daria on DVD--Coming Soon....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SlNsvnazjMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xmPAvwHW1Os/s1600-h/Daria_ComingSoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SlNsvnazjMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xmPAvwHW1Os/s320/Daria_ComingSoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355743947164716226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tvshowsondvd.com/news/Daria-DVDs-Planned/12236"target="blank"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; makes me very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost as happy as getting my copy of &lt;a href="http://www.the-state.com/"target="blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; in the mail today (fingers crossed).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5146344098175519248?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5146344098175519248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/daria-on-dvd-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5146344098175519248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5146344098175519248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/07/daria-on-dvd-coming-soon.html' title='Daria on DVD--Coming Soon....'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SlNsvnazjMI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xmPAvwHW1Os/s72-c/Daria_ComingSoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1318013791441260048</id><published>2009-06-24T20:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:49:32.891-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Farm Share!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SkLFcToASgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZDLAj0EHFCY/s1600-h/rainbow_chard_comp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SkLFcToASgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZDLAj0EHFCY/s320/rainbow_chard_comp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351056397364644354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate and I have just started a farm share, where we pick up a box of produce from a local farm once a week. This week is our first week, and since the season is just starting, we got mostly greens--kale, beet greens, lettuce, and rainbow chard. Along with the greens, we got the sweetest strawberries I've ever eaten, and yellow beets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been one to be too adventurous in the kitchen, so I'm excited to get the chance to go outside of my comfort zone. Sunday night, we used the kale and beet greens for dinner and made roll-ups, rolling the leaves with a filling of ricotta cheese, spices, parmesan, and quinoa, and then baking them with olive oil, garlic, olives, and tomatoes.  It was different, and very flavorful. Also, we had leftovers enough for lunch and dinner for two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, after a long day at work, I came home and cooked up the rainbow chard--the dark green leaves were veined with crimson and fuschia, and the colors actually brightened up my mood. I added the chard to linguine and scallops with a scampi sauce--surprisingly quick and easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a summer of fresh fruit and vegetables, and eating more healthfully, creatively, and locally as a result.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1318013791441260048?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1318013791441260048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/farm-share.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1318013791441260048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1318013791441260048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/farm-share.html' title='Farm Share!'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SkLFcToASgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZDLAj0EHFCY/s72-c/rainbow_chard_comp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-164367495122578365</id><published>2009-06-22T09:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:08:45.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>I'm Only Happy When It Rains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sj-LiJXMSLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OgdrARTSVSI/s1600-h/sunstorm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sj-LiJXMSLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OgdrARTSVSI/s320/sunstorm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350148301084444850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining in Boston for what seems like a month straight--with only a day or two of relief here and there in between the omnipresent gray drear. I'm more than tired of it and aching for summer sun, but thought I would try to look for a silver lining in all of these clouds, and put together a list of things to enjoy in the rain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleeping in and spending the weekend in pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;2. Wearing bright rainboots and splashing in the puddles.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sitting in a coffeeshop, writing and drinking lattes, watching the passersby grapple with umbrellas.&lt;br /&gt;4. Prowling the bookstore or library, finding the perfect book, and curling up with it, a mug of tea, and some cookies.&lt;br /&gt;5. Baking.&lt;br /&gt;6. Taking a long drive down a deserted 2-lane road.&lt;br /&gt;7. Going to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;8. Damning it all and wearing a sundress anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to hoping for a sunny weekend, but enjoying the rain while it's here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;~image courtesy of Flickr user &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/raildecom/" target="blank"&gt;Emmanuel Tabard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-164367495122578365?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/164367495122578365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-only-happy-when-it-rains.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/164367495122578365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/164367495122578365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-only-happy-when-it-rains.html' title='I&apos;m Only Happy When It Rains'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sj-LiJXMSLI/AAAAAAAAAO8/OgdrARTSVSI/s72-c/sunstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7006888808114569539</id><published>2009-06-17T15:42:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:04:40.005-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion police'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe sevigny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lindsay lohan'/><title type='text'>Fashion Police: Special Jumpsuit Edition</title><content type='html'>I'm not the biggest trendsetter around, but I do appreciate the occasional fad. Those ubiquitous gaucho pants from summer 2005? I had a pair. Huarache sandals? Just bought some cute multi-colored ones. I was even known to rock a bodysuit in my younger years. But there are some trends that I just can't get behind. My number one trend I will NEVER succumb to?  THE JUMPSUIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlLZQ-K4UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DxhyaADPTz8/s1600-h/whitneyport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlLZQ-K4UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DxhyaADPTz8/s320/whitneyport.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348388929903714626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whitney, I thought you had a future in fashion design. After seeing this, I will seriously think about any potential purchases from your line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlLyOgkd1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9lcb96Q-eqU/s1600-h/Chloe+sevigny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlLyOgkd1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/9lcb96Q-eqU/s320/Chloe+sevigny.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348389358739421010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if anyone can pull off a jumpsuit, it would be Chloe Sevigny. The bad news? Chloe is not pulling off this jumpsuit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlMDD0-nBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IRuD_TuNTII/s1600-h/lindsay+lohan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlMDD0-nBI/AAAAAAAAAOs/IRuD_TuNTII/s320/lindsay+lohan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348389647930006546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Lindsay--I know this has been a rough year for you, but seriously? We're going to do this now? You look like MC Hammer's genie in a bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7006888808114569539?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7006888808114569539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashion-police-special-jumpsuit-edition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7006888808114569539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7006888808114569539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashion-police-special-jumpsuit-edition.html' title='Fashion Police: Special Jumpsuit Edition'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjlLZQ-K4UI/AAAAAAAAAOU/DxhyaADPTz8/s72-c/whitneyport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3266465145264028863</id><published>2009-06-14T22:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:27:51.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john krasinski'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Eggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='away we go'/><title type='text'>Film Review: Away We Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjW27XAepuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qIwWCPOLM5M/s1600-h/away-we-go.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjW27XAepuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qIwWCPOLM5M/s320/away-we-go.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347381263476893410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it was possible to love John Krasinski any more than I already do. But it is. It really, really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On paper, &lt;a href="http://www.filminfocus.com/film/away_we_go"target="blank"&gt;Away We Go&lt;/a&gt; is pretty close to perfection: starring Krasinski and Maya Rudolph, directed by Sam Mendes, and written by Dave Eggers and his wife, Vendela Vida, with a soundtrack by Alexi Murdoch, it's a near can't-miss. But if I've learned anything about movies recently, it's that you can't always be fooled with a great cast, great writers, and a promising plot. I lowered my expectations appropriately, just in case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say that I was pleasantly surprised--what I feared would be just another pointless quirky indie romance filled with slow-motion montages set to sad guitar music turned out to be a light, smart, and sweet comedy. Krasinski is pitch-perfect in his role as Bert, a lovable 33-year-old insurance salesman, and Maya Rudolph easily switches gears from her zany SNL characters to Verona, his sassy and independent girlfriend. The movie follows the couple as they roam the continent in search of the perfect place to raise their soon-to-be-born baby, and features great cameos by Maggie Gyllenhaal, Catherine O'Hara, Jim Gaffigan, Allison Janney, and Paul Schneider. It has its quirky indie romance montage moments, but all in all, the script is funny and charming and just the right amount of poignant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time for Jim to grow a beard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3266465145264028863?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3266465145264028863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/film-review-away-we-go.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3266465145264028863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3266465145264028863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/film-review-away-we-go.html' title='Film Review: Away We Go'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjW27XAepuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qIwWCPOLM5M/s72-c/away-we-go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2224720815023234992</id><published>2009-06-11T13:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:44:19.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House of Blues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny Lewis'/><title type='text'>Aspirations: To Be a Rockstar</title><content type='html'>I have a crush. On a woman. But so does pretty much everyone I know--male and female. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't quite put my finger on whatever quality makes certain women so alluring, but whatever it is, Jenny Lewis has it in spades. Her show at the House of Blues in Boston last night was punctuated with screams of "We love you, Jenny!" and "You're crazy beautiful, Jenny!" and "You're adorable!" between each and every song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'm not her #1 fan. Her solo stuff is good, but not quite my speed. And Rilo Kiley, while a fun band, isn't making any of my top ten lists. But I went to the show and found myself just as captivated by her as the rest of the audience. More than the rollicking folk and quiet alt-country ballads she and her band played, I found myself hypnotized by the way she effortlessly kept the packed venue rapt with attention, just spinning around the stage in jeans and a t-shirt, shaking that crazy red mane of hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't help but be fascinated by anyone who can go from this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjFCL7gztZI/AAAAAAAAANs/GABgMQSCrMY/s1600-h/the+wizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjFCL7gztZI/AAAAAAAAANs/GABgMQSCrMY/s320/the+wizard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346127005386782098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjFCRjwGT6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/umFvGLYAKqQ/s1600-h/jenny+lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjFCRjwGT6I/AAAAAAAAAN0/umFvGLYAKqQ/s320/jenny+lewis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346127102087679906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to BE her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2224720815023234992?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2224720815023234992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/aspirations-to-be-rockstar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2224720815023234992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2224720815023234992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/aspirations-to-be-rockstar.html' title='Aspirations: To Be a Rockstar'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SjFCL7gztZI/AAAAAAAAANs/GABgMQSCrMY/s72-c/the+wizard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3344873315971514579</id><published>2009-06-08T15:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:09:41.710-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F. Scott Fitzgerald'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='literature'/><title type='text'>Great Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Si1gocdhVpI/AAAAAAAAANc/ghzRf1UO0Vo/s1600-h/gatsby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Si1gocdhVpI/AAAAAAAAANc/ghzRf1UO0Vo/s400/gatsby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034580709693074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read a &lt;a href="http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/news/la-et-frances-ring8-2009jun08,0,6375664,full.story"target="blank"&gt;fascinating article&lt;/a&gt; about Frances Kroll Ring, the woman who worked as F. Scott Fitzgerald's typist in the final year of his life, as he was working on his last book, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Last Tycoon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Great Gatsby&lt;/span&gt; has long been a sentimental favorite of mine, and Fitzgerald a standby storyteller when I'm in the mood for a witty classic. It's interesting, and poignant, to read about his struggle to forge a literary comeback. He's such a tragic figure--pretty sad, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3344873315971514579?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3344873315971514579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-scott.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3344873315971514579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3344873315971514579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-scott.html' title='Great Scott'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Si1gocdhVpI/AAAAAAAAANc/ghzRf1UO0Vo/s72-c/gatsby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1142813057994471698</id><published>2009-06-04T21:20:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:29:04.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beatles'/><title type='text'>Living is easy with eyes closed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sihzo1qoU4I/AAAAAAAAANU/rvR9NGVVXpw/s1600-h/beatles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sihzo1qoU4I/AAAAAAAAANU/rvR9NGVVXpw/s400/beatles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343648103312937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would say this, but &lt;a href="http://www.thebeatlesrockband.com/cinematic.php"target="blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; really makes me want to go out and buy a PlayStation (or whatever) so I can play with this all day long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1142813057994471698?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1142813057994471698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-is-easy-with-eyes-closed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1142813057994471698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1142813057994471698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/living-is-easy-with-eyes-closed.html' title='Living is easy with eyes closed'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sihzo1qoU4I/AAAAAAAAANU/rvR9NGVVXpw/s72-c/beatles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2664598706083338258</id><published>2009-06-04T16:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:46:16.015-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhode island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>WTF, RI?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SigxVGUyeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/pdV9fEOE95Y/s1600-h/Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SigxVGUyeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/pdV9fEOE95Y/s320/Hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343575196419913922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2009/06/nh_legislature_passes_marriage.html"target="blank"&gt;New Hampshire passed a marriage equality bill today&lt;/a&gt;, making it the 6th state in the nation, and the 5th in New England to do so. This is great news! But wait, there's something missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that my home state has a Republican governor and a somewhat more conservative population than my new place of residence, but seriously, Rhode Island? WTF? Your state motto is "Hope." To me, that means hope for tolerance, equal rights for all, and the right to happiness--not too much of a difficult concept to grasp. Get your act together, Little Rhody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2664598706083338258?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2664598706083338258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf-ri.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2664598706083338258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2664598706083338258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf-ri.html' title='WTF, RI?'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SigxVGUyeMI/AAAAAAAAANM/pdV9fEOE95Y/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-8446343931450571377</id><published>2009-06-04T12:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:49:18.020-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bookshelves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>Aspirations: To Be Crafty</title><content type='html'>If I move out of my apartment, I will have to give up the built-in bookshelf that lines my amazing round bedroom. This makes me sad. However, I am excited about the prospect of awesome new bookshelves. Since my budget is low, this DIY project from &lt;a href="http://www.countryliving.com/crafts/projects/diy-bookcase-0609"target="blank"&gt;Country Living&lt;/a&gt; caught my eye. I wonder if I would be capable of doing something like this without having the entire structure collapse on me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sif5oYgopsI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIcD2KI51LE/s1600-h/old+dresser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sif5oYgopsI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIcD2KI51LE/s320/old+dresser.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343513955067799234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sif5sKH74AI/AAAAAAAAANE/aBivLnPqjfU/s1600-h/new+bookcase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sif5sKH74AI/AAAAAAAAANE/aBivLnPqjfU/s320/new+bookcase.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343514019925581826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{spotted on &lt;a href="http://www.youaremyfave.com/2009/06/turning-ugly-dresser-into-bookcase-is.html"target="blank"&gt;you are my fave&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-8446343931450571377?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/8446343931450571377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/aspirations-to-be-crafty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8446343931450571377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/8446343931450571377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/06/aspirations-to-be-crafty.html' title='Aspirations: To Be Crafty'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sif5oYgopsI/AAAAAAAAAM8/XIcD2KI51LE/s72-c/old+dresser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2038947621305631006</id><published>2009-05-27T07:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:24:09.464-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that I bought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dresses'/><title type='text'>Wedding Wear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sh0hYcG4-MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/umiBiaY-9Es/s1600-h/dress+for+kellys+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sh0hYcG4-MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/umiBiaY-9Es/s400/dress+for+kellys+wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340461436876945602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend of mine is getting married this weekend, and no matter how many dresses I have in my closet, I always feel compelled to buy a new one for a special occasion. I've been looking for the right dress for a few weeks--something just this side of fancy, but not too dressy that I wouldn't be able to wear it to the office or out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Express was one of the last places I thought to look, but I found &lt;a href="http://www.express.com/catalog/product.jsp?productId=9568&amp;parentCategoryId=2&amp;categ aoryId=22&amp;subCategoryId=243"target="blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and couldn't resist buying it. With a black cardigan and my new black patent open-toe wedges, I think it'll be a good mix of bold and feminine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2038947621305631006?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2038947621305631006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-wear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2038947621305631006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2038947621305631006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-wear.html' title='Wedding Wear'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sh0hYcG4-MI/AAAAAAAAAM0/umiBiaY-9Es/s72-c/dress+for+kellys+wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5497302768231407904</id><published>2009-05-26T17:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T17:07:57.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion police'/><title type='text'>Fashion Police: Katie Holmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShxZ7PuNEZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3cWk9EV1Ylk/s1600-h/katie+holmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShxZ7PuNEZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3cWk9EV1Ylk/s320/katie+holmes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340242132522045842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or does Katie Holmes look absolutely ridiculous in this outfit? Those pants take the meaning of "high-waisted" to another level.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5497302768231407904?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5497302768231407904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/fashion-police-katie-holmes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5497302768231407904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5497302768231407904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/fashion-police-katie-holmes.html' title='Fashion Police: Katie Holmes'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShxZ7PuNEZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3cWk9EV1Ylk/s72-c/katie+holmes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6262353716555149025</id><published>2009-05-22T10:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:29:38.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Playing With Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sha2nBxomPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1vrTKmPSsQY/s1600-h/bento+box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sha2nBxomPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1vrTKmPSsQY/s320/bento+box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338655189902072050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daily-decadence.blogspot.com/2009/05/bento-box-fun.html"target="blank"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is the most adorable use of raw fish I've ever seen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6262353716555149025?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6262353716555149025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-with-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6262353716555149025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6262353716555149025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-with-food.html' title='Playing With Food'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sha2nBxomPI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1vrTKmPSsQY/s72-c/bento+box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7358924299984910061</id><published>2009-05-22T09:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T09:48:27.843-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skirts'/><title type='text'>Skirt Chaser</title><content type='html'>It's officially spring, which means it's time to trade tights and boots for bare legs and sandals. No matter how many cute dresses I have in my closet (and I have quite a few), it never seems like enough when I'm walking down the street, envious of everyone else's pretty dresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually prefer dresses to skirts, since there's no need to find matching tops, but I do enjoy a kicky skirt every once in a while--which is sad when I open my closet and find the 3 or 4 sad, ill-fitting skirts I've had since college. Maybe instead of buying new dresses, I should buy a few skirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love something like this &lt;a href="http://www.idontlikemondays.us/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&amp;Product_Code=09010163&amp;Category_Code=WOM-BTM&amp;Product_Count=6"target="blank"&gt;candy-colored solid tulip skirt&lt;/a&gt; Emily from &lt;a href="http://cupcakesandcashmere.com/poppy-talk/"target="blank"&gt;Cupcakes and Cashmere &lt;/a&gt;has:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Shas3kQwdPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/79QUjIziWCc/s1600-h/pink+skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Shas3kQwdPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/79QUjIziWCc/s320/pink+skirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338644478921045234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7358924299984910061?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7358924299984910061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/skirt-chaser.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7358924299984910061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7358924299984910061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/skirt-chaser.html' title='Skirt Chaser'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Shas3kQwdPI/AAAAAAAAAMU/79QUjIziWCc/s72-c/pink+skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5602851457853739636</id><published>2009-05-17T10:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:04:39.266-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>A good philosophy for a rainy day</title><content type='html'>Linus, I feel you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShAYyJV5EDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/E9OXIQ6BsLo/s1600-h/linusrecords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShAYyJV5EDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/E9OXIQ6BsLo/s320/linusrecords.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336792808214302770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Spotted on &lt;a href="http://www.sailthouforth.com/2009/05/all-cats-are-grey.html"target="blank"&gt;now voyager&lt;/a&gt;; via &lt;a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-great-weekend.html"target="blank"&gt;Cup of Jo&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5602851457853739636?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5602851457853739636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-philosophy-for-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5602851457853739636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5602851457853739636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-philosophy-for-rainy-day.html' title='A good philosophy for a rainy day'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ShAYyJV5EDI/AAAAAAAAAL8/E9OXIQ6BsLo/s72-c/linusrecords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1314651411665551732</id><published>2009-05-15T13:21:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T15:18:33.235-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earrings'/><title type='text'>Ears Dripping Jewels</title><content type='html'>I normally don't like Anthropologie--I tend to find their clothing is badly made and wildly overpriced, though some of the dresses set my heart aflutter. But when &lt;a href="http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/05/delightful-dangles.html" target="blank"&gt;The Lil Bee&lt;/a&gt; pointed out their &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/category.jsp?itemCount=96&amp;amp;pushId=JWL_EARRINGS&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;id=JWL_EARRINGS&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;navCount=0&amp;amp;prevVisit=true&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;popId=JEWELRY" target="blank"&gt;divine earring collection&lt;/a&gt;, it was all I could do to not run out of my office and head straight there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top choices under $50 (because I know I certainly can't afford more than that--we're in a recession people!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-ZEumgqI/AAAAAAAAALE/JpGpxk546Mk/s1600-h/ancient+tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-ZEumgqI/AAAAAAAAALE/JpGpxk546Mk/s320/ancient+tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336130471479116450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-e3Nl8JI/AAAAAAAAALM/nHkB6iSWT-A/s1600-h/blue+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-e3Nl8JI/AAAAAAAAALM/nHkB6iSWT-A/s320/blue+flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336130570930221202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-vVnWwwI/AAAAAAAAALU/rLviyFQls0g/s1600-h/sea+depth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-vVnWwwI/AAAAAAAAALU/rLviyFQls0g/s320/sea+depth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336130853969249026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_P4XtM2I/AAAAAAAAALk/FDobpBc1r54/s1600-h/tiny+birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_P4XtM2I/AAAAAAAAALk/FDobpBc1r54/s320/tiny+birds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336131413054665570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-5boksaI/AAAAAAAAALc/woItfYmWSjM/s1600-h/skygazer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-5boksaI/AAAAAAAAALc/woItfYmWSjM/s320/skygazer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336131027383660962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_lU_wVjI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZxYYKwF4auQ/s1600-h/yellow+beads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_lU_wVjI/AAAAAAAAALs/ZxYYKwF4auQ/s320/yellow+beads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336131781516088882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_1ubbngI/AAAAAAAAAL0/___dENUSguI/s1600-h/sea+of+cortez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2_1ubbngI/AAAAAAAAAL0/___dENUSguI/s320/sea+of+cortez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336132063220964866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so these last ones are actually $58 but I am IN LOVE with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1314651411665551732?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1314651411665551732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/ears-dripping-jewels.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1314651411665551732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1314651411665551732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/ears-dripping-jewels.html' title='Ears Dripping Jewels'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sg2-ZEumgqI/AAAAAAAAALE/JpGpxk546Mk/s72-c/ancient+tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1371932438120855648</id><published>2009-05-12T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:05:40.729-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry in Motion</title><content type='html'>The Sundance Channel recently piloted a &lt;a href="http://www.headgearanimation.com/work/sundance_action_poetry_series"target="blank"&gt;project&lt;/a&gt; where they asked artists to make short films based on poems. There are some really cool clips--this is a Billy Collins poem called "Forgetfulness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-a8ELOVig4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="never" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1371932438120855648?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1371932438120855648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/poetry-in-motion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1371932438120855648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1371932438120855648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/poetry-in-motion.html' title='Poetry in Motion'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6417716862640170194</id><published>2009-05-04T09:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:50:25.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neutral Milk Hotel'/><title type='text'>High School Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sf7rx5E5BNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/apxZCZHYzZY/s1600-h/neutralmilk_aeroplane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sf7rx5E5BNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/apxZCZHYzZY/s320/neutralmilk_aeroplane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331958251220698322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, Lexington High School will experience an influx of indie rock fanatics as students screen &lt;a href="http://www.bostonherald.com/track/celebrity/view.bg?articleid=1169710"target="blank"&gt;"The Needle That Sings in Her Heart,"&lt;/a&gt; a musical based on the 1998 Neutral Milk Hotel album &lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://pitchfork.com/reviews/albums/5758-in-the-aeroplane-over-the-sea/"target="blank"&gt;In the Aeroplane Over the Sea&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexington High alum Amanda Palmer (of the &lt;a href="http://www.dresdendolls.com/main1.htm"target="blank"&gt;Dresden Dolls&lt;/a&gt;)  will perform in the play, which "centers around Anne Frank, as well as violence, death, and apocalypse - all themes of the obscure concept album," according to the Herald. (Right, "obscure concept album"....this article kinda made me mad). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't my birthday weekend, I would totally consider going to see this. Maybe they'll take the show on the road someday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6417716862640170194?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6417716862640170194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/high-school-musical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6417716862640170194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6417716862640170194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/05/high-school-musical.html' title='High School Musical'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sf7rx5E5BNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/apxZCZHYzZY/s72-c/neutralmilk_aeroplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5999418117716404661</id><published>2009-04-30T23:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:14:31.140-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bookshelves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home design'/><title type='text'>Aspiration</title><content type='html'>I have many aspirations in life--to have an office with a door, to be able to run 5 miles without collapsing, to own a Diane von Furstenberg dress and Frye boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my most coveted dreams is to have a room in a future dwelling with floor to ceiling bookcases. The &lt;a href="http://www.thelilbee.com/2009/04/drumroll-please.html"target="blank"&gt;Lil Bee&lt;/a&gt; just put these in her NYC apartment: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SfpoWlBV24I/AAAAAAAAAKk/V5mCZjcUODs/s1600-h/bookshelves.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SfpoWlBV24I/AAAAAAAAAKk/V5mCZjcUODs/s320/bookshelves.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330687846050552706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SWOON*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5999418117716404661?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5999418117716404661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/aspiration.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5999418117716404661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5999418117716404661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/aspiration.html' title='Aspiration'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SfpoWlBV24I/AAAAAAAAAKk/V5mCZjcUODs/s72-c/bookshelves.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6044378833039666784</id><published>2009-04-29T22:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:18:42.389-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>I need to organize my life</title><content type='html'>I haven't been a very good blogger these past couple of weeks. I'm chalking it up to the lovely weather--but if we're being honest, it's actually because I have been generally lazy as of late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep insane to-do lists--crossing things off my list is one of my favorite things in life. It helps me feel less scattered and more accomplished, seeing what I need to do in black and white. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I download this&lt;a href="http://recoveringlazyholic.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-do-list.html"target="blank"&gt; snazzy to-do list&lt;/a&gt;, I will be more on top of my blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6044378833039666784?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6044378833039666784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-organize-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6044378833039666784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6044378833039666784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-organize-my-life.html' title='I need to organize my life'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1154848797043114605</id><published>2009-04-07T07:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:45:48.863-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Away We Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mpLvUY8TUE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4mpLvUY8TUE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Krasinski + Beard + Glasses....yes please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1154848797043114605?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1154848797043114605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/away-we-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1154848797043114605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1154848797043114605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/away-we-go.html' title='Away We Go'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5925114367677675526</id><published>2009-04-03T16:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:45:47.840-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Bowie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Everything's Better with Bowie</title><content type='html'>I just recently started watching Flight of the Conchords and I'm in love. While I was watching the other night, the Bowie episode delighted me, and it got me thinking about how many things in this world have been improved by David Bowie's involvement in them (not even including his awesome music, which really goes without saying). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my favorite examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4zV4pJ8MwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f4zV4pJ8MwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight of the Conchords&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jv6mEv_rDdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jv6mEv_rDdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkSS5WGGDlk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TkSS5WGGDlk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labyrinth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKTHvW2JcAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKTHvW2JcAA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5925114367677675526?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5925114367677675526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/everythings-better-with-bowie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5925114367677675526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5925114367677675526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/everythings-better-with-bowie.html' title='Everything&apos;s Better with Bowie'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7420768210660303237</id><published>2009-04-03T07:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:20:07.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring dresses'/><title type='text'>A Spring Dress I Can Afford</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdXwYlLw4iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iRsmfe41rt8/s1600-h/old+navy+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdXwYlLw4iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iRsmfe41rt8/s320/old+navy+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320422839897088546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floral dresses are huge this Spring, and I don't have one. This is cute, and within my price range, but I would have to see it in person. You just never know with Old Navy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://oldnavy.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=41725&amp;pid=633401&amp;scid=633401002"target="_blank"&gt;Old Navy&lt;/a&gt;, via &lt;a href="http://featherreport.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-breezy-with-rain-and.html"target="_blank"&gt;Feather&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7420768210660303237?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7420768210660303237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-dress-i-can-afford.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7420768210660303237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7420768210660303237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-dress-i-can-afford.html' title='A Spring Dress I Can Afford'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdXwYlLw4iI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iRsmfe41rt8/s72-c/old+navy+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-7744061893323827749</id><published>2009-03-31T23:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:27:18.726-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>I Heart Brian Fellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/__HYG0D6Qz4guMzU-H8Zfg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/__HYG0D6Qz4guMzU-H8Zfg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true"  width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-7744061893323827749?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/7744061893323827749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-brian-fellow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7744061893323827749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/7744061893323827749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-heart-brian-fellow.html' title='I Heart Brian Fellow'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5082207065140494081</id><published>2009-03-31T00:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:13:22.913-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring dresses'/><title type='text'>Want This Dress Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdGYXIc75DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WAInvsRvSOw/s1600-h/pink+dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 393px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdGYXIc75DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WAInvsRvSOw/s400/pink+dress.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319200158074528818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J. Crew, I wish I could quit you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/AST/Browse/WomenBrowse/Women_Shop_By_Category/dresses/knitdresses/PRDOVR~13850/13850.jsp"&gt;J. Crew&lt;/a&gt;, via &lt;a href="http://featherreport.blogspot.com/"&gt;Feather&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5082207065140494081?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5082207065140494081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-this-dress-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5082207065140494081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5082207065140494081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/want-this-dress-please.html' title='Want This Dress Please'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SdGYXIc75DI/AAAAAAAAAJs/WAInvsRvSOw/s72-c/pink+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4490947314897734906</id><published>2009-03-29T10:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T10:47:16.681-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gilmore Girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Rory Gilmore Book Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sc-FzNUX8rI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wpsGVr8jki4/s1600-h/laneandrorybooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sc-FzNUX8rI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wpsGVr8jki4/s200/laneandrorybooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318616799742784178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me a long time to suspend my cynicism and sit down and watch &lt;a href="http://www2.warnerbros.com/gilmoregirls/"target="_blank"&gt;The Gilmore Girls&lt;/a&gt;. Once I finally did, I loved it. Yes, it often made me cringe at the cheesiness or roll my eyes at the sheer unbelievability (is that a word) of some of the plots, but the script was, for the most part, sharp and funny and smart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things that stands out is Rory's obsession with books. Again, it's highly unlikely that she would have been able to read as much as she did, but we were also expected to believe that she could eat a burger and fries every day, never exercise, and still weigh 98 pounds. However, if you're willing to move past that, Rory's love of books is one of the things that made the show so unique. Do you ever see Serena van der Woodsen curl up with a good book on Gossip Girl? How about Brenda and Dylan discussing the finer points of Kerouac on Beverly Hills, 90210 (ok, that's a dated reference, but you get where I'm going with this)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.listsofbests.com/list/18323?page=1"target="_blank"&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt;, Rory read over 175 books over the seven seasons of the show, spanning from The Divine Secrets of the YaYa Sisterhood to Memoirs of a Dutiful Daughter to Speak, Memory. There are also Rory Gilmore book clubs on sites like &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/group/show/758.The_Rory_Gilmore_Book_Club"target="_blank"&gt;Goodreads&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.shelfari.com/groups/10389/about"target="_blank"&gt;Shelfari&lt;/a&gt;. It sort of makes me want to start my own...or at least conquer all of the books on the list myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4490947314897734906?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4490947314897734906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/rory-gilmore-book-club.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4490947314897734906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4490947314897734906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/rory-gilmore-book-club.html' title='The Rory Gilmore Book Club'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/Sc-FzNUX8rI/AAAAAAAAAJc/wpsGVr8jki4/s72-c/laneandrorybooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6779808503143494332</id><published>2009-03-27T16:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:54:35.147-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Let Me Eat Licorice</title><content type='html'>Neutral Milk Hotel's  "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea" is a beautiful, much loved song with that holds many memories for me. In my &lt;a href="http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandcastles-in-sand.html"target="_blank"&gt;office CD swap&lt;/a&gt;, the song turned up on at least 3 different mixes, so it's clearly a powerful song for many...apparently, even those who aren't quite sure of the words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cover is certainly one of the best things I've seen in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BYbmckk9mU&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3BYbmckk9mU&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6779808503143494332?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6779808503143494332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-eat-licorice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6779808503143494332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6779808503143494332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-me-eat-licorice.html' title='Let Me Eat Licorice'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4801055818218499299</id><published>2009-03-26T23:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:14:20.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CD swap'/><title type='text'>Sandcastles in the Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.marsneedsguitars.com/blog_pics/mixtape_wh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.marsneedsguitars.com/blog_pics/mixtape_wh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I organized a CD swap in my office and our official exchange day is tomorrow. I sent out an email inviting people to participate, and 26 people ended up signing up. I assigned everyone to random groups of 5-6 people, and everyone had two weeks to make a mix for each person in their group. Though not mandatory, themed mixes were encouraged. An extra copy for the genius organizer was also encouraged--I've already gotten a few CDs so I'm really excited for tomorrow. It's gonna be like Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's still too cold, I decided to make a summer-themed mix, with songs that remind me of summer. Here's the playlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# dance dance dance--Lykke Li&lt;br /&gt;# Fireworks--Animal Collective&lt;br /&gt;# Postcards from Italy--Beirut&lt;br /&gt;# What is the Light--The Flaming Lips&lt;br /&gt;# Dry the Rain--Beta Band&lt;br /&gt;# Strange Lights--Deer Hunter&lt;br /&gt;# Summer Afternoon--The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;# One Kiss Don't Make a Summer--Lucky Soul&lt;br /&gt;# I Sing I Swim-- Seabear&lt;br /&gt;# The Sun Goes Down and the World Goes Dancing--Magnetic Fields&lt;br /&gt;# Electric Feel--MGMT&lt;br /&gt;# Kim and Jessie--M83&lt;br /&gt;# I Wish I Was the Moon Tonight--Neko Case&lt;br /&gt;# Shady Lane--Pavement&lt;br /&gt;# Bag of Hammers--Thao Nguyen and the Getdown&lt;br /&gt;# Walcott--Vampire Weekend&lt;br /&gt;# Modern Nature--Sondre Lerche&lt;br /&gt;# This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)--Talking Heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swap got a lot of buzz and everyone seems to be having a lot of fun with it. I'm already planning another iteration for summer and have begun contemplating what my next theme will be. Ideas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4801055818218499299?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4801055818218499299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandcastles-in-sand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4801055818218499299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4801055818218499299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/sandcastles-in-sand.html' title='Sandcastles in the Sand'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-308944596471479466</id><published>2009-03-19T16:38:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:02:38.591-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Summer Sandal</title><content type='html'>Though it will be a good couple of months before I'm willing to bare my toes to the elements, I'm already starting to contemplate summer footwear. Flip flops are my go-to choice for comfy summer shoes, but they're not really office appropriate. I will be prowling shoe stores in the coming months, searching for a flat, neutral sandal that is dressy enough for work, but not too fancy for breezy summer attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pairs topping my wish list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKvYT1tSVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DyXDH0f6RpM/s1600-h/fryesandal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKvYT1tSVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DyXDH0f6RpM/s320/fryesandal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315003342427867474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://www.thefryecompany.com/Product-Women-Shoes-Sandals-78630PRM.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Frye&lt;/a&gt;; via &lt;a href="http://www.unruly-things.com/2009/03/perfect-summer-sandals.html" target="_blank"&gt;unruly-things&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKx-bEZXEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Xzf7QR5q-gs/s1600-h/pierredumas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKx-bEZXEI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Xzf7QR5q-gs/s320/pierredumas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315006196226808898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=26651&amp;amp;pid=682419&amp;amp;scid=682419002" target="_blank"&gt;Piperlime&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKyPMAzO2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/381hMDACBOQ/s1600-h/emmapink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKyPMAzO2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/381hMDACBOQ/s320/emmapink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315006484242971490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=26651&amp;amp;pid=671916&amp;amp;scid=671916012" target="_blank"&gt;Piperlime&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKyhgtfwGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LB_zwsn61fA/s1600-h/pink+studio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKyhgtfwGI/AAAAAAAAAJE/LB_zwsn61fA/s320/pink+studio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315006799036792930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://piperlime.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=26651&amp;amp;pid=660429&amp;amp;scid=660429002" target="_blank"&gt;Piperlime&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-308944596471479466?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/308944596471479466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-summer-sandal.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/308944596471479466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/308944596471479466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/perfect-summer-sandal.html' title='The Perfect Summer Sandal'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScKvYT1tSVI/AAAAAAAAAIs/DyXDH0f6RpM/s72-c/fryesandal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-6115468603621649132</id><published>2009-03-19T12:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:46:34.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>The Feast of St. Joseph</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tasty.it/public/E2ECommerce/catalog/images/zeppola.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.tasty.it/public/E2ECommerce/catalog/images/zeppola.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhode Island has one of the largest concentrations of Italian Americans in the country, so it's not surprising that while I was growing up, wearing red and eating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zeppole" target="_blank"&gt;zeppole&lt;/a&gt; on March 19 was just as prevalent as wearing green and eating corned beef and cabbage (gross) on St. Patrick's Day (March 17).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Joseph's Day always makes me a little homesick. Now that I live in Boston (just about an hour north of my home state), I find that most people have no idea what I'm talking about when I wish them a Happy St. Joseph's Day. Yes, the Irish population in Boston far outnumbers the Italians, but it seems like some kind of ethnic snub when the entire city is awash in green for St. Patrick and nary a zeppola in sight for St. Joseph. Come on people, he was Jesus' DAD (sort of). Show a little love. Wear some red, eat some Italian food, and go find me a zeppola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-6115468603621649132?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/6115468603621649132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/feast-of-st-joseph.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6115468603621649132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/6115468603621649132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/feast-of-st-joseph.html' title='The Feast of St. Joseph'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-1128796870405673503</id><published>2009-03-18T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:37:45.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spike Jonze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dave Eggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maurice Sendak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where the Wild Things Are'/><title type='text'>Wild Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScEtHBDsvbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DaHFSGqX4M4/s1600-h/where_the_wild_things_are_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScEtHBDsvbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DaHFSGqX4M4/s320/where_the_wild_things_are_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314578633840180658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am not a wild person by nature, and I certainly wasn't a wild child. But I did love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Where-Wild-Things-Maurice-Sendak/dp/0060254920" target="_blank"&gt;Maurice Sendak's classic story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; of imagination and the land of make believe. In first grade, we read the book and made monster masks out of brown paper bags. Mine had orange yarn hair and a mean, sharp-toothed grin. We wore our masks and danced around the room, pretending to be our monsters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spike Jonze's film adaptation is scheduled to premiere this fall and I have high hopes for it, based on the awesome poster and several of my Hollywood favorites (Catherine Keener, Paul Dano, and Lauren Ambrose) doing voices. Also, I will always love Jonze for his stellar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FiIC5qcXeNU" target="_blank"&gt;Buddy Holly video &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. Another also, Dave Eggers is co-writing the screenplay. All kinds of awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;{image courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://videogum.com/archives/movie-posters/can-where-the-wild-things-are_059281.html" target="_&amp;quot;blank&amp;quot;"&gt;Videogum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-1128796870405673503?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/1128796870405673503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/wild-things.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1128796870405673503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/1128796870405673503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/wild-things.html' title='Wild Things'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/ScEtHBDsvbI/AAAAAAAAAIc/DaHFSGqX4M4/s72-c/where_the_wild_things_are_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-5394384814927181882</id><published>2009-03-13T09:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:01:29.484-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interior design'/><title type='text'>Cloud Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbpmYAtaXPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UR7GGYg0kUs/s1600-h/cloudwalljpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbpmYAtaXPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UR7GGYg0kUs/s320/cloudwalljpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312671273130286322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls of my apartment are a drab vanilla color and though I have a few prints and paintings hung, I just don't have the creative energy to do much with the blank spaces. I love this idea though--a collage of cloud images on the wall: so pretty and creative! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{from &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2009/03/sneak-peek-nicolette-camille.html"target="_blank"&gt;Design Sponge&lt;/a&gt;, via &lt;a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-inspiration-greenery.html"target="_blank"&gt;Cup of Jo&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-5394384814927181882?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/5394384814927181882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/cloud-wall.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5394384814927181882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/5394384814927181882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/cloud-wall.html' title='Cloud Wall'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbpmYAtaXPI/AAAAAAAAAIU/UR7GGYg0kUs/s72-c/cloudwalljpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-3616530930077491406</id><published>2009-03-12T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:16:59.928-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Ian Black'/><title type='text'>The Fuckit List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.michaelianblack.net/blog/2009/03/new-york-magazine-picks-up-on-the-fuckit-list-.html"target="blank"&gt;Michael Ian Black&lt;/a&gt; is my hero. Modern culture has tried to brainwash us into thinking we need a "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0825232/"target="_blank"&gt;Bucket List&lt;/a&gt;": 1,000 Places to See Before You Die; The 100,000 Books You Need to Read Before You Die; The 1 Million YouTube Clips You Absolutely Must See NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's favorite deadpan comedian finally stood up and wondered, "What about the stuff we DON'T want to do before we die?". And that's where the &lt;a href="http://search.twitter.com/search?q=%23fuckitlist"target="_blank"&gt;Fuckit&lt;/a&gt; list was born. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On mine: Going to the Super Bowl, reading the Harry Potter series, sailing around the world, and going skiing. What's on yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-3616530930077491406?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/3616530930077491406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuckit-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3616530930077491406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/3616530930077491406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuckit-list.html' title='The Fuckit List'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-2617634099935081252</id><published>2009-03-09T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:49:44.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='savior sightings'/><title type='text'>Cheesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The good people at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.everythingisterrible.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Everything is Terrible &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; put together this inspiring montage of your favorite savior sightings. Gives new meaning to finding God in all things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvjGIkl2yDY&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JvjGIkl2yDY&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-2617634099935081252?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/2617634099935081252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheesus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2617634099935081252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/2617634099935081252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheesus.html' title='Cheesus'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7666334531847086371.post-4793267487361238352</id><published>2009-03-06T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:08:24.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show posters'/><title type='text'>Gig me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I've been craving a concert poster to hang in my apartment for months now, but every time I browse the web, I can't seem to find one that I love enough that's not sold out or too expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Here are a few I'm dreaming of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG4VHAh1JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lKPHlwsScUc/s1600-h/84466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG4VHAh1JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lKPHlwsScUc/s320/84466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310228108444554386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Arcade Fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG49MU-MoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5is4Sk3R_Zw/s1600-h/decemberists.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG49MU-MoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/5is4Sk3R_Zw/s320/decemberists.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310228797067244162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The Decemberists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG5dB69DHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Br7wRjifcHg/s1600-h/Frightened+Rabbit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG5dB69DHI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Br7wRjifcHg/s320/Frightened+Rabbit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310229344029576306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Frightened Rabbit (sidenote: We Were Promised Jetpacks is my new favorite band name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG6RQFtXiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/A4APNUxVBGA/s1600-h/jens+lekman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG6RQFtXiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/A4APNUxVBGA/s320/jens+lekman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310230241185979938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Jens Lekman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All images from &lt;a href="http://www.gigposters.com/" target="blank"&gt;GigPosters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7666334531847086371-4793267487361238352?l=bostonbookbean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/feeds/4793267487361238352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/gig-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4793267487361238352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7666334531847086371/posts/default/4793267487361238352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bostonbookbean.blogspot.com/2009/03/gig-me.html' title='Gig me'/><author><name>Jill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09367616732400020507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG3hlIjdBI/AAAAAAAAAHU/eRnsdNfNPDc/S220/bangs.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__RPbV9BjT-0/SbG4VHAh1JI/AAAAAAAAAH0/lKPHlwsScUc/s72-c/84466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
