Favorite Things

Ever since I was a young girl, one of my favorite things to incorporate into my style is my monogram.  Some might think it’s old fashioned or obnoxiously preppy, but not me.  My style isn’t preppy and I grew up around plenty of antiques because my grandparents were dealers back in the day, and I always loved all of the engraved silver.  I must say at this point I’ve grown very attached to my monogram, and if I ever get the opportunity to change my last name, it will certainly be bittersweet, not to mention a reason for me to buy new sheets and towels!

I took a look around my apartment and here’s what I found:

These towels and sheets are from The Company Store.
This was part of a set that I received as a gift, it’s a few years old from The Pottery Barn.  They have some newer bags that are similar.
A pendant that I got from Santa Clause and literally don’t take off.
Some fresh kicks from Nike ID.
And I love my first name too:
I am a complete sucker for personalized stationary, especially when it’s from The Paper Source.
And I’m obsessed with these from Converse.

Atlantic City, An Adult Wonderland

Yesterday I took a trip to AC with my mom.  Since I only live about 25 minutes from this destination, it is a place I go to more often than most.  I have celebrated 21st birthdays, college graduation, being a bachelorette (I’ll give a shout out to my happily married friends Lauren, Mimi, and Kylie), and of course any other reason you can think of as a reasonable excuse to blow money.  A casino is an easy way to remove yourself from your life momentarily and pretend that you are the princess of Monaco for a day.  You can dress yourself to the nines and be anyone you want to be and no one will ask questions.

I have had so many short lived romances in Atlantic City and know many other people who have as well.  In fact, one of my guy friends met a Russian princess while there and fell in love with her for the night.  In reality we all know that she was not a Russian princess, but no one was going to argue that point after shooting back three Lemon Drops.  Personally, I took a liking to who turned out to be a married man at my friend’s bachelorette party.  At the time, we were in an Irish bar with extremely dim lighting and a very fun band.  Before I knew it, he had turned me around and started making out with me.  He dragged me out of the bar, at which point, my friend Steph noticed that he was quite unattractive and that he had a wedding band on.  I guess I had my beer goggles on by that time of the night…Oops!

These are memories I will always look back on with a smile.  What I really want Atlantic City to give me at some point of my life is a truly romantic weekend that I can look back on with butterflies in my stomach.  My ultimate dream date is to go to Atlantic City with my main squeeze (I may not have one yet but I’m working on it).  We’ll go for a nice dinner at some fancy restaurant I have never been to before where we can drink wine and have mind-blowing conversations.  Then he’ll whisk me off to the casino floor, where he will act as my personal guide to the gambling world.  After the night is through, he we will ride the elevator to our room in anticipation of another mind-blowing experience 🙂

Do you think this is asking too much from a man?  I certainly hope not because the man who sweeps me off my feet is the one I am going to want to spend the rest of my life with.  I can tell you with certainty that I know I haven’t met him yet 😉