behind-the-scenes

I just saw this little video today, behind-the-scenes of the Alexa Chung/Madewell collaboration photo shoot.



click on photo above to go to video.



to see the Alexa Chung Madewell Fall collection, click photo above.

who doesn't love a behind-the-scenes video??

And something I used to do that I stopped...was each day think of what the best and worst parts of the day were...so I think I'll start doing them again here...and would love to hear what yours are, too.

Best Part of My Day: Caleb catching the frisbee mid-air! Doesn't sound like much...but a few years ago he had a scary bad bout with Lyme Disease...I didn't think he was going to LIVE, let alone run and jump again...he eventually recovered...mostly...but has never *really* been the same...and also being older now (he's 7)...well, anyway...it was such fun to see him leap into the air to catch the frisbee today! I think it makes him happy, too.

Worst Part of My Day: Wednesday is Half-Off Day at the Salvation Army, so if I'm off work, I always make a whole day of it, driving from Brooklyn to Riverhead (way out east on Long Island) and back again. I did this today, went to eight stores. Got SIX things. six. SIX. That's just SAD. The thrifts are def not what they used to be  :-(

change of plans

so, today's model rescheduled and the shoot didn't happen. so i did a little extra thrifting this afternoon.

leaving the first thrift store, got in my car, was just putting on the seat belt, turning on the radio, and a guy comes out from the store, walking quickly towards my car. comes to the driver's side window. tells me i left my child's sneakers on the counter. "thank you, but they're not my sneakers." they're not, he asks? then he goes on to tell me who i am, and that he knows me - aren't you linda, married to max the mechanic in wantagh and you used to go to my gym, don't you remember me?? Uhm, no, no, no, and no. He's pretty insistent that I *do* know him and that he definitely recognizes me. asks where I work, where i live, where i hang out...he's pleasant enough, doesn't speak the english all that well, but he doesn't seem scary, so i'm content enough to chat for a few minutes...but then, "so give me your phone number and we'll be friends." yeah, i don't think so. "you're SURE they're not your sneakers??" yeah, no, gotta go, see ya later, bye.

who knows, maybe that was my prince charming, and i just blew him off. a diamond in the rough that i was too blind to see. we certainly apparently have a history and a lot in common.

oh well. here's what my backyard looks like this week...

xoxo