...this is from one of the two assorted packs I received. The company is called Mean Cards, and this is not even close to the funniest one there. Also check out her life story, told through her animation. Enjoy!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
The Greatest Gift of All
...came from my SIL. The 2 DVF boxes were a close 2nd.
...this is from one of the two assorted packs I received. The company is called Mean Cards, and this is not even close to the funniest one there. Also check out her life story, told through her animation. Enjoy!
...this is from one of the two assorted packs I received. The company is called Mean Cards, and this is not even close to the funniest one there. Also check out her life story, told through her animation. Enjoy!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
So it's been a little while...
...and I don't know if I'll stick it out as I'm pretty damn busy these days. Two kids. A pile of clients. A business to manage. Did I mention two kids?
But there are things like my Peter Alexander owl PJ's from their uber-cute shop on Robertson that I'm just obsessed with and I can't really blather on to my husband about them anymore.
So since we're chatting about Robertson, let's start with my trip to L.A. a few weeks ago. 24 hours, three client meetings, two BM's at The Ivy. My flight arrived late and I got the urgent text: "GET TO LUAU NOW SITTING NEXT TO JLO AND MARC DOESN'T SEEM LIKE THEY'RE FAKING IT." With that, I shot a "FLOOR IT!" to my driver, but to no avail, as LAX was a hike an a half from the 800 paparazzi camped outside.
So instead, off to my new favorite little hotel, The Chamberlain in West Hollywood. In lieu of fab fare next to the Anthonys and Dennis Hopper, it was a bowl of Cheerios via room service. But it was still LA in December.
Next, off to check out some potential office space a few doors down from Chris McMullan.
Then back to DC, back into my owl pj's, back to my clients, my adorable kids, my business to manage.
Lather, rinse, repeat, though add in 4 months of colic, and you have the quick nutshell of my life since we last left off. And there we have it.
But there are things like my Peter Alexander owl PJ's from their uber-cute shop on Robertson that I'm just obsessed with and I can't really blather on to my husband about them anymore.
So since we're chatting about Robertson, let's start with my trip to L.A. a few weeks ago. 24 hours, three client meetings, two BM's at The Ivy. My flight arrived late and I got the urgent text: "GET TO LUAU NOW SITTING NEXT TO JLO AND MARC DOESN'T SEEM LIKE THEY'RE FAKING IT." With that, I shot a "FLOOR IT!" to my driver, but to no avail, as LAX was a hike an a half from the 800 paparazzi camped outside.
So instead, off to my new favorite little hotel, The Chamberlain in West Hollywood. In lieu of fab fare next to the Anthonys and Dennis Hopper, it was a bowl of Cheerios via room service. But it was still LA in December.
Next, off to check out some potential office space a few doors down from Chris McMullan.
Then back to DC, back into my owl pj's, back to my clients, my adorable kids, my business to manage.
Lather, rinse, repeat, though add in 4 months of colic, and you have the quick nutshell of my life since we last left off. And there we have it.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Stuck
So in addition to a 2,500 piece mailing arriving tomorrow, collateral for an event this weekend, one proposal, one email, one e-newsletter and 3 press campaigns, I need to come up with wedding-themed ad copy. And I got a whole lot of nothin'.
I've toyed with every possible twist on the old "something old, something new", thought long and hard about the unique selling proposition of my client's product and the stage in the buying cycle in which these readers will be involved, stared at pictures of products for hours on end...
Nothing.
My intern starts on Monday. My brainpower needs to start much sooner than that.
But ahhhhh, my intern starts on Monday.
I've toyed with every possible twist on the old "something old, something new", thought long and hard about the unique selling proposition of my client's product and the stage in the buying cycle in which these readers will be involved, stared at pictures of products for hours on end...
Nothing.
My intern starts on Monday. My brainpower needs to start much sooner than that.
But ahhhhh, my intern starts on Monday.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
This Month Has Been Brought To You By..
...well, absolutely crushing deadlines, for starters. Had to attend a gala in Baltimore yesterday, raced there and back, stuffed envelopes until 3 am, then up at 7 to start a crazy day. It seems that a reprieve will not be coming anytime soon. That a client just asked if I'll have wifi in the hospital, and if not, if they can pay for it would be a pretty clear indication, methinks.But the other thing: Elbows. It would seem that bebe has about 50 of them, all of which are put to use on a continual basis on my innards.
It (Elbow) is also the name of the band my husband saw on Sunday at Sixth & I. And they are amazing. Their latest CD, The Seldom Seen Kid, was just given **** by Uncut (which I know because I got my husband a subscription for Christmas in a move that singlehandedly made me the Greatest Wife Ever).
Anyhoo, they're awesome and you should check them out (the band, not the 800 daily jabs to my liver).
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Why I Love My Job (Saturday Edition)
...because I spent the early part of this morning trying on a $520,000, 5 carat ring whose classification started with VVF.I forgot to ask for a loaner for tonight's parties, but next time...
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