Icing on the Cake
Hi everyone, happy Wednesday!
Spring at last! April wasn’t quite the bright spot that I was hoping for; instead, it was full of rain and haze and overcast skies, plus I came down with some slight sniffles and coughing (a test showed negative for COVID, thankfully, so I suspect the culprit was just a good ol’ fashioned cold.) But flowers are popping up everywhere in the city, and the weather is showing 70+ temps next week, and even my hair is, I think, starting to show signs of improvement. Onward!
‘Twas Only a Dream
My head knows that there are numerous reasons why I shouldn’t buy this dress: It’s wildly expensive. I already have too many dresses. I have no occasion to wear it. I can tell right off the bat that it would be too long on me, and it’s not like I can get it altered, either, because the fabric is knitted. I know all that, and yet, still, my heart yearns for it. Yearns! I love everything about it: the slinky silhouette, the high neckline, the pink-and-red color combo, the little crocheted flowers along the waistline. I’m only 23, maybe I still have time to grow 5 inches? 🥺
One Bite Delight
CLEMENTINE OLIVE OIL CAKE - FROMLUCIE (FROM $18)
I love following cake accounts on Instagram, I love seeing all the dazzling, over-the-top designs, but to be honest, they’re never really cakes that I particularly want to eat because they’re always laminated in five-inch-thick frosting — personally I prefer just a dollop, thanks! So I was delighted to stumble across these pert little cakes made by From Lucie, which appear to possess my ideal cake-to-frosting ratio. Described as “morsels of a still-life painting,” baker Lucie Franc de Ferriere infuses her cakes with rotating seasonal ingredients and garnishes them with leftover flowers from local florists. The single-serving sizes are perfect for a not-too-decadent post-dinner treat.
Night water discourse comes and goes periodically, but, much like The Game, the concept has unfortunately taken up permanent residence in my brain and now it’s all I can think about whenever I take a sip after sundown. I do keep a glass of water on my nightstand, and it does hit different when I drink from it at 2 a.m., but imagine how much more different it would hit in a bedside carafe???? I’m almost afraid of the possibilities!