cheap vodka is never a good idea

last night was the office christmas shindig...the booze was a flowin and I was not a knowin too many peeps so I ignored the cheap rail vodka they were making my drinks with...and have been paying for it...

but on a more blissful note...



on days like this...



there really is no place better than this...which led to a day on my macbook searching for something cozy with my feet still screaming from much too much standing around in my sparkly Jimmy Choos and I scored this Eileen Fisher (at a fraction of the price)



and trying to convince myself that Tory Burch flats are so worth splurging on...sigh...

*the bliss project*

A challenge. Forgoing the excuses that I do not have a good camera, that I am too stressed, that the only photo editing software I have came with my mac book...there is something blissful in the raw, natural colors...So I am embarking on a challenge to myself to try to find something bliss inducing to post every day. Lofty.

The above shot is one I refer to in my head, as "last gasp." I took that along a hike around the reservoir one of those days when fall was a clinging on for just a second longer, before the grey came in and massacred all the color from the trees. It was a day when it was crisp enough for the ever trusty cable knit but not so cold you needed a jacket. There was still color everywhere. The last hurrah...