Milestone Monday-Wednesday and Breaking Bad.

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Is it fair to call it a Milestone Monday just for making it through the day?

(and posting a day or two later than anticipated??)

After an incredible wedding Saturday night, we jumped on a plane early Sunday to get back in time to attend the 64th Primetime Emmy Awards Sunday night. With two hours between landing, luggage, travel home and being Red Carpet ready, I faced the dilemma of how to dress for a ‘business’ red carpet event.  It felt odd to get all “prommed” out with co-workers so I opted for conservative, comfortable, classic and easy in an Herve Leger knee-length cocktail dress I bought a few years ago on sale. Similar dress here.

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Call it sleep deprivation, call it work mode, call it “I’m from LA so I need to pretend I’m not star struck” , but I failed at picture snapping for most of the night. Loved so many of the dresses and the COLORS!

I went in rooting for Breaking Bad naturally (happen to love the show as a fan, but also part of what I’m paid to love!)

Thrilled for this guys win, but can’t help but admit that I left completely bummed at the end of the night.

Breaking Bad not winning the Emmy for Best Drama felt a bit like train robbery.

So here comes Monday.Tuesday.Wednesday.

A very long Sunday. A Weekend filled with sleep-deprived nights. 6.5 I don’t know how I knocked ’em out Monday Miles. 487 emails. 30 meeting-free minutes. Work Drinks. Details.

I made it through Monday and it felt like a Milestone.

Tuesday early am 4 miles, 623 emails, 1 non-meeting hour of the day. Wedding Shoes. Wedding Insurance. Candles. Vases. Caterer Details. Business Lunch. Holy Hell my life is going a mile a minute.

And of course I didn’t sleep a wink last night.  Bed to Couch to Bed to Couch to Refrigerator to Bed to Couch to Bed.

Awesome.

Praying for a Milestone Wednesday.

{MF Dre}

NYC Wedding LOVE.

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For as much as I’ve always LOVED NYC, this weekend I loved the city for an entirely different reason.  I loved it for the moments, the people and the emotions of our experience rather than the lights, the glitz and the boundless energy.

Celebrating one of my best friends wedding just 5 weeks before our own reminded me just how special the people you surround yourself are. While I’ve known this couple for years, it was the first time the Mr. had met most, if not all of them.  How seamlessly we wove into the fibers of this tremendous group of people is a true testament to this genuine “family” the couple has built around them.

We laughed, we cried, we laughed until we cried, we cheered, we celebrated and we loved.

Here are a few of my favorite emotional moments from the weekend.

taking a beat, listening to the toasts and roasts of the couple

Realizing that the next time we play dress up, I’ll be in White, he’ll be in a Tux.

The Bridesmaid who didn’t want to leave the feet of her Dads

Witnessing the Ceremony, Smiling till our Cheeks Hurt (and Crying my Eyeballs out)

the Best Friend & the Mr. discovering a true Bromance

the hysterical laughter upon the reveal of an airbrushed Wedding Cake

Words and pictures can’t really sum up just how special this weekend was.  For us, for them and for everyone who was a part of it, the trip was nothing short of spectacular for the Mr. and me.

We hope we can recreate some of this magic in a few short weeks as we bring together our “family”.

xx

{MF Dre}

He Said. He Said.

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I do.

Last night as we were toasting and roasting, a friend read this excerpt from “The Velveteen Rabbit”

“What is REAL?” the Velveteen Rabbit asked the Skin Horse one day. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?”

“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real.”
 
“Does it hurt?” asked the Velveteen Rabbit .
 
“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
 
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in your joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand. But once you are Real you can’t become unreal again. It lasts for always.”

Cheers to a couple that celebrates life.

Cheers to a couple that’s Real.

Cheers to a couple I believe in.

Love you both. For always.

{MF Dre}

DT Alert: The Unmarked Velvet Rope.

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I’ve always been one for a dining adventure and last night was no exception.  To most New Yorkers, it’s a poorly kept secret that there is a restaurant buried below The Corner or La Esquina taqueria. The secret however, is finding it. And Getting in.

  Accessible via an unmarked door in back of a casual taqueria where SoHo and Nolita connect, the restaurant bears no phone number – its entrance is completely disguised to the unknowing diner.  Yet reservations are mandatory.

So how do you get past a velvet rope that you cannot even see?

  That secret is still one I’m still dying to find out.
Lucky for me, I have friends in the know.  They’re sworn to secrecy, but more than willing to make the call for the Mr. and I to have special birthday dinner together before the weekend wedding festivities take over.

Behind the unmarked door, we traveled down a narrow flight of stairs, squeezed through cheaply-lit and tin can lined kitchen, through the laundry room and around twisted corners before we entered the Mexican dungeon filled with distressed stone walls, candelabras, and private dining cells.

Pure Mexican Romance clashing with Vibrant Crowds, Lively Music and Unstoppable Energy.

La Esquina was perfection.

In the spirit of adventure, we let the waitress order for us, looking to be surprise and delighted.  She didn’t fail bringing out Ceviche and Plaintain Chips, Shrimp and Carnitas Tacos, Carne Asada, Platanos Fritos and their famous Grilled Corn along with a round of tequila for each course. {Reminder, it’s not a birthday without TnT}

It was pure insanity. One of the best dinners we’ve had in a long time.

While there is a piece of me that wishes we had La Esquina in LA, there’s something incredibly sexy and fun about being a part of something hidden, insider and underground in a city outside your home turf.  It’s one of the reasons we travel.  To uncover the hidden gems, the secret caves and the unique tokens that make up this crazy world.  It keeps us curious, and most certainly inspired to always say yes to any adventure.

Figure out how to get behind the velvet rope.

{MF Dre}

Flowers and Cents.

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As we continue on in the planning of our wedding, I’ve been both surprised and overwhelmed by the cost of flowers.  That darn “W” word has proven to be an outright budget killer. Flowers are beautiful and an important accessory of the day, yet their role in the celebration is entirely fleeting.

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The other morning, at the suggestion of one of my beautiful bridesmaids, we ventured downtown to the Original Los Angeles Flower Market.
For years I’ve been told that this market is the ultimate gem in the city for flowers –  featuring the best of the best, the freshest of the fresh and the largest and broadest selection.

For just $1 admission, we were taken into a jungle of floras.  I was both surprised and delighted by the variety, the accessibility and the ease with which both bouquets and floral decoration could be made possible for a fraction of the “W” cost.  The idea of creating my own bouquets and centerpieces is actually exactly the type or creative challenge I’d love to take on, the only challenge is that they’re not easily prepared in advance.

I’ve tried to set aside the last few days before the wedding to be project free.  To relax, spend time with family and friends and to hopefully get a massage.   Am I crazy to take this on?  Even crazier to think that the last few days will be hassle free?

{MF Dre}

Sprinkled

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I’m sprinkled with love today.   Couldn’t be more excited to spend my birthday weekend in New York City celebrating a marriage I’ve been looking forward to for years.

Cheers and Sprinkles!
{MF Dre}

 

 

 

Milestone Monday: The Boss of 20.

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20 Miles.  The last long run of this cycle. Likely the last 20 mile distance I will run this year.

after some highs, some lows and some meh’s in this training cycle, it was time to show this run who was boss.

With temps reaching fireball status, RP and I got up waaaaaaaaay too early for a Sunday and were pounding the pavement pre-6am.

Brentwood, Santa Monica, Pacific Palisades, Venice, Marina del Rey, Playa del Rey, El Segundo and picking it up for the last few miles into Manhattan Beach, we cruised through 20 miles with relative ease.

20 miles. 2:52.

Running Redemption.

The only battle wounds we felt from this run were the rose-bush that attacked me from the left it and the 2 inch spider and it’s web that RP cruised right through pre-dawn. nasty.  Otherwise, our minds were calm, our bodies relaxed.

If this is any indication of my training, I’m ready for Chicago.  I’ve doubted myself along the way and given myself the latitude to be flexible with myself as I’ve adjusted to a new job, major life changes and a whole lot else going on.  Clearly though, when I focus, I am capable and I am stronger than I think.

3 weeks until Chicago.  It’s taper time.  Time to rest, recover, run easy, stretch, fuel, hydrate, sleep and mentally focus and show Chicago who’s Boss.

Will you be there?

{MF Dre}