DAY IN THE LIFE // THURSDAY ON FRIDAY EDITION

thursday, february 28

// it's been the rainiest this week. dreary mornings when it's wet outside but warm and cozy inside are kind of my favorite. huck is up at 8AM on the nose. his goofy face in mine first thing in the morning is the perfect alarm clock.

// i make the bed first or else my day is a complete disaster. while i'm in there i finally hang our wooden instagram prints that instathis were so kind to send to us. they'd been sitting on our dresser for three weeks because putting holes in walls makes me nervous. they're up and they look snazzy!

// play dough is our jam these days

// time to refill the salt and pepper shakers! straight up GLAMOUR the life of a home maker.

// this is what huck is up to while i clean the kitchen. 

// the rain stops so i text my friend nicole. nicole is my go-to lunch friend, and she tells me she needs an escort to a sample sale in the flatiron after we grab some crepes. duh, nicole.

// abc carpet + home is the best. after a few half-off candles (sample sales are THE BONKERSEST), we wheel up to abc, a place that will always remind me of my mother (we've been coming here together to drool on things since i was 11), so nicole can show me this chair. she and tony are thinking of buying it, she says with a straight face. we can't find it at first so we wind through all six floors till we hunt it down. she plays it totally cool, like "oh, it's just this chair, for the living room . .  . i want your opinion." and then there it is, this purple spinning plastic . . . thing. i have never laughed so quietly and yet so hard in my entire life. then nicole says, "hey want some hot chocolate?" and i'm like . . .  duh nicole.

// by the way, the chocolate donut at balthazar.

// the east side of soho is rather cute. the moma store across from balthazar is rather dangerous (muji!). and the pizza we grab for dinner is rather gross. it's time to head home.

// dude in a prom dress on columbus avenue

 // brandon comes home around 8:30 with chicken + french fries from wok city (please, you have to read that as "wok citaaaaaay!" because that's how brandon says it). henny snaps this masterpiece of a photo before he is sent off to bed with a pat on the bum.

*p.s. thank you to Tailor & Stylist for the stripe-y shirt.

i wrote these just now, i think you'll like them:

WHAT YOU SHOULD BE BUYING AT FOREVER 21

OMGOVERALLS!

LASH SERUMS VS FALSE LASHES VS LASH EXTENSIONS
the definitive post of the century (just kidding)

aaaaaand, 

WHAT WOULD HUCK WEAR?

(huck is no longer writing his toddler blog. 

he's gotten so big and is talking so much, already his story is no longer mine to tell.)