It may not technically be summer but I feel like the season’s already kicked off and that’s not only thanks to the legendary DC heat. As you may have noticed from my calendar, June is packed with travel and fun getaways, and I could not be more excited. I’m incredibly lucky to have so many great adventures behind me and so many more to come—but then again, that’s always true. July is going to be a pretty crowded month too, so if there are any big date requests you’ve been waiting to make then, please let me know ASAP to allow me to do my best to accommodate them. Later in the month will be best.
When I was a kid, there were a few times I was accused of being selfish or ungrateful, and it always pulled me up short because I worried it was true. As an adult, I am notoriously possessive of food, or, as you might label such behavior in a dog, “food aggressive.” (I think this is for a very specific—and good—reason that I would be happy to outline for you over dinner.) And I remember being loathe to loan books to my third grade best friend because of her awful habit of dropping them into the bath. This same friend once gave me a “what part of ‘no’ don’t you understand?” button, probably because of the book stinginess. But her family was rich, and mine wasn’t, and I treated my books like they were rare items on loan from the National Archives. So, again, I believe I was justified and rational in my denials.
It’s been a busy and beautiful month. Finally, we saw a few perfect weather days on the East Coast, and I had the pleasure of spending quite a few gorgeous days on the West Coast as well. It’s inspired yet another playlist, this one a tribute to those sun soaked afternoons with nowhere to go and nothing to do except luxuriate.
In addition to the light and breeze, the past month also gave me an opportunity to meet Amy Taylor, whom I’ve long admired and who is so charming in person. And my interview with No Clue magazine is online. I mention it here because the question they asked were really fun and I think those of you who know me will get a chuckle out of some of my answers, like my honest depiction of my enthusiasm for eating, which if you’ve ever dined with me, you’ve certainly seen up close and personal.
As you may have noticed, the video clips are finally functioning on my site. I should have some longer clips up shortly and fresh pictures by the summer, which I’m really excited about since the newly warm weather should allow for some great outdoor shots. I also have an incredibly convoluted video idea in mind… We’ll see if I can pull it off.
Speaking of warmer weather, a second playlist is now online. I hope it can provide a fun compliment to these early spring days.
Here’s my dilemma: I love taking baths. Few things feel more luxurious than unfolding my long form into a giant tub of warm, bubbly water. But it’s so rare for me to find a tub with dimensions large enough to comfortably accommodate my own lanky legs, let alone the limbs of another person at the same time—and baths are definitely best enjoyed with some company. Not only that, but water on skin is drying, and it’s imperative that I preserve my natural softness in order to be maximally touchable. (It’s a trap!) So what’s a girl to do?