Y’all. Y’all. Y’all.
It’s been a minute. Not a phrase I make a habit of saying but when the basic white girl phrase fits, well. Never mind. Anyway, welcome back to myself and my thoughts some out loud, some left unsaid but either way, it will always be interesting and you will always smile politely and nod.
Below is my dear friend Allison’s playlist from her wedding a couple of weeks ago where we shared our own haikus and went to the best basement dance club in all of Colorado Springs. The playlist, much like her taste, is exquisite and perfect for any trip you might take in the future.
Devon! Let’s do this, shall we? Drums.
From Meg
We get it, you’re rich
The new Father of the Bride is excellent, though these meet-the-parents movies always have a way of worshipping the idol of the super-wealthy regardless of race, and would it be so bad if these people were like, just middle class? Meet my dad, fiance! He’s a plumber!
… I know. Very boring. But approachable and more attainable and perhaps still a good storyline? Also on the subject of realism, perhaps we also start casting women with just normal hair? Would it also be so hard to show someone with a weird cowlick and dry ends? End rant, I think. As far as recent rom-coms go, it’s pretty cute if not a smidge try hard. But aren’t they all.
The real world is boring?
Has anyone seen the new Meta ads where people are fighting meteors with their bare hands and jumping off cliffs and thought to themselves, this looks very stressful and I prefer to shop on Amazon when I need some escapism? Who are these people who need to escape the planet in such a way that they have to be fighting for their lives in order to feel alive? Is living on Earth no longer enough? I for one, do not need the Metaverse. Maybe this is the moment where I become a crotchety old lady. I can see it now… “Grandma! Stop being stubborn, put on your VR set, and join us at the fake Thanksgiving table or we’re putting you in the virtual home.” Good times ahead.
In one way, I already have it all
Have you seen my precious, heavenly dog? Shoutout to dogs. We don’t deserve your forever satisfaction with what’s directly in front of you. Gifts.
Also, don’t mind her nose. We’re going to do a deep exfoliation this weekend to remove the matted cat hair from her follicles. It’s called self-care, darling.
Three nouns I’m currently INTO:
A person: This impression. F*cking amazing.
A place: Lake Como, I see you.
And just three little things
From Devon
The summer edit
Summer officially graced us with its presence this week and with it, a whole new slew of *seasonal* recipes entered the chat. On the cocktail front, my eyes are set on this orange wine spritz riff and a cucumber collins made with my favorite botanical gin. Salads are always on repeat ‘round here, and a chicken fajita cobb and arugula salad with grilled halloumi and peaches have been added to the rotation. And, I’ve said it once, and I’ll say it a thousand more summers, but I strongly believe that everyone should make this strawberry cake (or have someone make it for you).
Zen moment
I don’t know what kind of week you’ve had, but - hey, if you need to zone out with something random and lovely for a bit, I’ve got you.
Poster child
I stumbled across this artist recently, and her posters are quirky and cool (way cooler than I am) and I love them.
A sweet observation
My friends Zoe and Jeff were recently at Hillstone (side note: Hillstone 4ever) and seated near a woman who, whilst dining solo, ordered a martini and hot fudge sundae. While I did not bear witness to this power-move-of-a-moment, I really hope all of us walk into the weekend with that kind of energy. Hot Sundae Girl Summer? Let's go.
And, before you go, here’s what I’m currently:
Dreaming about: Ulla Johnson’s Montauk beach house and this dress, which I imagine would pair perfectly with drinks on the roof deck
Needing: all of these oyster glasses and plates
Listening to: this ‘chill’ summer playlist and Purple Disco Machine
Passing along: this podcast episode about ghosting cause it’s the Wild Wild West out here
Stocking up on: these Target heels, and compostable cups, plates, and napkins for park hangs