Annnd, Now I'm Posting About Cars

I don't look at cars, or care about cars, or realy ever notice cars...until I saw this thing parked in front of our building.

It's a Range Rover Evoque, and it is totally fucking stunning, ppl. Like I stopped in my tracks and actually gasped aloud when I saw it. 

After I walked my dog's furry ass around the block, I came home and googled, and lo and behold: this thing was designed by Victoria Beckham!?

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WHO GIVES A SHIT: Do You Still Read *Actual* Magazines?

So, for awhile I was on this kick where I was getting all of my magazines on my iPad. Here's why I loved that: MAGAZINES ARE HEAVY AS SHIT. I live in NYC, so everything I need has to get shlepped around in my purse. But on my iPad, I always had all of my mags with me, all of the time (and they were light as a feather). 

But somehow lately I've fallen back into my buying actual physical magazines habit. First I had some time to kill before an appt the other day, so I dropped 10 large on a fancy shmancy European design magazine. Then I was sitting at Hunan Delight the other night and waiting for my Chow Fun when some chick handed me a Fast Company on the way out to see if I wanted to read it while I waited.

Well, yes...yes, I did. 

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The last 10...

Finishing the last 10% of our apt is sort of like losing those last 10 pounds: IT'S COMPLETELY FRIGGIN IMPOSSIBLE. 

At least for me. And I honestly have no clue why. 

Here is a list of stuff that should have been done back when George W. Bush was president: 

* There are no pulls on any of the drawers or cabinets in our kitchen. My Twitter BFF, the awesomely talented Meredith Heron even tried to help me out with this shiz all the way from Canada. And yet there they all sit...naked. Here's my problem, every pull I love costs a million dollars each (aka $50 and up). Every pull that is less than $50 I either don't like or feel meh about. 

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My TV Problem

If you've ever read this blog before, you might have picked up on the fact that I'm TV obsessed. And I don't mean obsessed with a lower case O either ppl, I mean TOTALLY FUCKING CAN'T STOP TILL I GET ENOUGH AND I NEVER GET ENOUGH OBSESSED. 

TV is my thing and, goddamit, I just love it so hard. 

I need to watch a TV show after I wake up and get ready for work in the morn while I eat my breakfast. I need to watch TV at night before I go to bed. I have TV shows that I full on watch and love and then I have a secondary and third tier of TV shows that I halfway watch while I play on my computer or clean my apartment (I mean, how completely insane is that?!). I need to watch TV on the weekends when I'm laying around and don't feel like moving, and I NEED to watch TV on planes and trains. You get the gist. 

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Big Ass Coffee Tables

Have you ever tried sourcing a giganto round coffee table? 

I sincerely hope not, because THERE AREN'T ANY FUCKING GIGANTO ROUND COFFEE TABLES ANYWHERE ON THE INTERNET!

I'm pretty sure you'd have a better chance of running into a unicorn sitting on the tooth fairy's lap getting a scalp massage from Santa, than you would finding a half way decent round coffee table that is larger than 42" diameter and doesn't cost a million dollars. 

Now, I'm sure you can have these things custom made, and I'm sure you can find old ones that are kinda big, but why in the h e double hockey sticks is hardly any one making fab big coffee tables??

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