Luna the Border Collie
Shit has been going down lately! And by shit I mean dog poo, because Jack and I got a dog. We got a gorgeous little puppy called Luna. She’s a lilac and white border collie with cosmic blue eyes, and she is our best friend. She is 10 weeks at the moment and –talking like a true parent– is complete perfection, even when we wake up at 2am to take her out but she still pees inside, even when she accidentally bites us too hard and especially when she decides to eat the legs of our dining table for dinner and all my coffee-table books for dessert.
So life has been a bit crazy since we’re just figuring out life with a puppy, but we’re getting a hang of it now and adapting. I think all dog owners can agree: the best thing on earth is coming home to our girl. And is there a greater collective group of people than the dog owning community? We have made so many friends already and haven’t even visited a dog park yet.
BROAD CITY IS BACK!
Ilana and Abbi are on Marc Maron’s WTF. Listen! Listen!
I interrupt your regularly scheduled backpack lusting sesh so we can drool over this carry-on beauty.
I can’t decide whose part in this song in my favorite.
“Damn, Daniel!” explained.
Gilmore Girl fans, let us rejoice!
A story about how mom’s save the say.
OMG. This home. And it belongs to the owner of Catbird (the only jewelry store I’ve ever loved).
This is why the floor routine is still one of my favorite parts of the Olympics.
Imagine having this in your living room. YAS QUEENS.
Accommodation for your next NYC trip.
For those who say they don’t have time to read.
This on repeat to help us get through the week. (Such a good edit.)
Have you listened to the Tim Ferriss Podcast?
At the end of each interview, Tim asks his guest some “rapid fire questions”. One of those questions is, “What is the best thing you’ve bought under $100 recently?”. My favorite answer so far came from BJ Novak. He loves the ice at nice and fancy bars when he orders nice and fancy drinks. He went on amazon and bought a deep, extra-large ice cube tray for a few bucks. Now he makes himself fancy drinks at home! It’s the little things in life…
My answer would be: my canon film camera. I bought it from an old vintage shop somewhere between Potato Point and Sydney for a mere $8. It took the lenses from my Canon 7D and –because I am random– I was carrying a role of film with me. The camera wasn’t turning on but I really wanted it. The shop owner offered $2 off so I took a chance. Within hours I found batteries and the camera, now named Eric, came to life.
It was without a doubt my best buy of 2015. What was yours?
As a curly haired, chubby cheeked 10-year-old I assumed my parents knew and had experienced everything in the whole world. In my mind, they were the coolest for it. It wasn’t until my late teens that I realized my mom and dad might still have their own Bucket Lists, separate from each other.
One of my dad’s bucket list items, from a very young age, was visiting Australia. In 2012 my parents came to Melbourne to visit me for the first time so I like to think I helped my dad cross that one off the list. He’s crossed it out so many times now his poor notebook has probably ripped. Flying in a helicopter was also on the list for him.
While planning our Queenstown trip, people kept telling my mom that we had to do the helicopter flight from Queenstown to Milford Sound. To make a very long (funny-now, frustrating-then) story short: my mom succumbed to peer pressure and signed us up. Hours later she tried to cancel. She fought but tickets were non-refundable. She spent the entire night thinking up terrible excuses. When we got to the launch pad the next day she tried to stay behind, but we forced her into the helicopter.
We flew from Queenstown, through snow-capped mountains, over disturbingly blue lakes and landed on a glacier. We then flew through the fjords of Milford Sound, past jaw dropping waterfalls (and lots of ice falls) and landed on the pristine coastline of the Tasman Sea.
The views were incredible but the best part was watching my dad taking it all in. He does it quietly, with a slight smile that triples in size once he snaps back to reality. What my mom is thinking is never a secret because she shares it immediately:
“This is the best thing ever!”
“How much would a helicopter cost?”
“Can you tell the pilot to stay away from the mountains.”
“I can’t believe I was going to stay back”.
At breakfast the next morning my mom, confident and proud, pronounced the helicopter ride to be “one of her favorite experience of all her life”. My dad smiled in complete agreement.
The madness of the silly season is finally winding down and the reality that 2015 has come to end has hit me hard. It has slapped me across the face and not even apologized. I know you’re going to say “Well… time flies when you’re having fun”. But I think time flies all the time. And I believe it currently flies a Concorde.
Can someone please figure out a way to slow time down?
Here’s some highlights from my 2015: