5:00 a.m – why do I force myself to wake up at this unholy hour? WHYYYY? I’m taking Rho to school today, so I get myself dressed in the easiest outfit – a white t-shirtÂ that drapes in all the right places, my new favorite jeans, and a gauzy kimono. When it’s still dark outside, I need comfort.
6:15 a.m – at the kitchen table, coffee in hand, and typing away to finish up the day’s post and newsletter. One day, I’ll stop procrastinating during the day so I can sleep in. Or work out. Or both.
8:45 a.m – my mom and I are in the subway with Rho, headed to his Friday class. I have my Bartaile backpack looped in the hooks in addition to his diaper bag, since I’m leaving straight from his school for press previews and meetings.
11:15 a.m – school done, and at stop #1 – the Havianas summer preview. A gorgeous little party is set up on the Refinery Rooftop, and the sun’s finally come out. I happily accept a coconut water (in an actual coconut!) and browse the latest Haviana styles. I’m immediately drawn to the Baby2Baby collaboration, and am a little bummed that the mommy & me styles are for daughters only. But they have kids and adults Star Wars sandals, which are far more our taste. I snap a picture and make a mental note to order some for us.
12:45 p.m – after grabbing a quick lunch at CafÃ© Gitane (I get the chicken satay skewers every time), I’m in the goop Shiso Psychic pop-up and meeting with Maria Papapetros, the company’s own numerologist. In just 10 minutes, she’s already told me things that no one knows and given me a nudge in the right direction, work-wise. I’m grateful for the time I had with her, and itching for a little more. I may need to schedule a follow-up sometime soon. I’ve also had the chance to smell goop’s Edition 02, which smellsÂ sublime. After geeking out with their head of product (and the incredible Jean Godfrey-June), I head back to the subway…
2:00 p.m – it’s my last preview of the day – Rachel Roy. I lust over the pajama sets, soft pink knits, and kimonos tied over maxi dresses. There’s also a side-zip sweater that’s oh-so-soft and would be perfect for fall. I snap pictures of my favorites, happily accept a pair of safety pin earrings, and head outside. Her showroom is right on Bryant Park, and there’s an ice-cream truck on the corner.
3:00 p.m – I enjoy my sprinkled cone in the sunshine while finishing a few calls. As much as I love this warm weather, I wish I had worn shorts or a breezy dress instead today. At least the kimono dresses up the very basic basics I’m wearing. I head to the subway to make it home before the rush hour zoo.
4:15 p.m – so much for avoiding rush hour. The subway to Columbus Circle was packed to the brim. I get home, immediately change into pajamas, and fire up the latest episode of Real Housewives while I power through the last few e-mails of the day.
6:30 p.m – we’re celebrating my husband’s birthday at home tonight, and I quickly write his card and wrap up his gifts before he arrives. My mother’s cooked him his favorite dishes, and I have the celebratory champagne chilling in the fridge. He arrives, and we have a nice evening celebrating him and the year ahead.
9:45 p.m – I don’t know what it was about this week, but we’re both wiped. No TV, no nothing – just sleep. Sweet, sweet, sleep.