The Art of the Home Bar (or, Low Grade Hoarding of the Spirited Kind)

01/07/2015 § Leave a comment

Quite Continental: The Art of the Home Bar

While I have yet to use the oven in the apartment I’ve lived in for over two years, one area of my kitchen that gets a fair amount of attention is my home bar.  What started out as a few bottles of my favorite spirits — no obscure liqueurs, no tools, no doo-dads — has gradually evolved into one of my favorite places in my apartment.  Its remarkable growth can be explained partially by the fact that I currently work in the spirits industry, but it’s also true that few things bring me more pleasure than collecting.

For spirits, my first look is Astor Wines.  They’re humongous.  But it’s definitely worth exploring your neighborhood to find a local shop you like.  They’ll be able to order you pretty much anything — as long as you ask them nicely.

For tools and glassware, check out Cocktail Kingdom.

For how to bring it all together, refer to the Death & Company Book.  Written by the folks behind one of New York’s preeminent cocktail bars, this tome is no joke.  Be prepared for indulgent discussions about the bar itself and the folks who work and drink there, and on how to make over 500 cocktails.  Mind you, “indulgent” in the best possible sort of way.

And if history is more your thing, David Wondrich just re-released his classic IMBIBE!, which traces the beginnings of the great American invention: the cocktail as we know it today.

Where to keep it all?  If you’re like me and have no space (hello teensy Soho apartment life), make due with the best surface available.  In my case, as shown above on Instagram, the bar is perched atop my midcentury modern dresser…which is technically in the kitchen.  I told you my apartment was small!  If you’ve got a little room to work with, I love bar carts like this one, this one and ESPECIALLY this one.

Lastly, I’m personally a big fan of straws and vintage swizzle sticks.  Add something personal or original to the mix to truly make it your bar.

Did I miss anything??

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In My Closet || J.Crew Malta Sandals

11/07/2014 § Leave a comment

In My Closet || J.Crew Malta Sandals In My Closet || J.Crew Malta Sandals

If you follow me on Instagram, you may have noticed a certain kind of sandal has been in heavy rotation lately.  The J.Crew Malta sandal is perfect.  Flat with two leather straps, they are refreshingly simple and as my friend Lani put it “as close to Birkenstocks as I’ll ever come.”  Gotten for a song during their summer sale in both black and silver metallic, these beauties are a bit harder to find sizes in this late in the season, but if you can make it happen, you totally should.

Have a lovely weekend! M. xx

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Field Notes: A Road Trip to Nashville and Back

19/06/2013 § 2 Comments

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As I mentioned a few weeks back, I had the pleasure of hopping into a car and making the drive from New York City to Nashville — all 737 miles of it — with my lovely friend (and talented Art Director) Amelia Tubb.  Mainly because we both were itching to get out on the road and I was already dying to get out to Nashville — but when we realized it just so happened to be the same weekend that Northern Grade would descend on Music City, the decision really seemed to make itself.  The photopalooza that follows is a combination of Amelia’s gorgeous photographs and a few of my Instagrams.

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While still in the planning stages, we decided it made the most sense to make a stop on each leg, so that we didn’t go too crazy.  On the trip south, I figured the midway point in Virginia was near Roanoke and dropped a pin on an AirBnB map.  From there, I poked around the available places until I found an amazing little guest cottage near a town called Floyd.  Located off the Blue Ridge Highway — which at night was completely spooky and dark and Amelia kept making Blair Witch references — we eventually pulled up slightly (entirely) later than expected to a tiny, twinkly cottage to the rear of our host’s large home, both built c. 1880.  Comfortably furnished and completely adorable, we had little time to appreciate its charm before heading off to a peaceful sleep.

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It was in the morning light that the cottage really showed its potential for a longer stay.  No wifi, homemade granola, a lake a short hike away and the promise of an exceptionally relaxing solitude, all made for a bittersweet good-bye — especially after meeting our lovely host Susan, her husband, and their three-legged dogs.

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Flat pouch by Kletterwerks kept our camera essentials well in hand.

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 Konker Tote and Tube Pocket by Kletterwerks.

I was first introduced to Kletterwerks by Lizzie late last year and was immediately intrigued.  After getting to know some of the great folks on the team I continue to be impressed!  A climbing equipment company originally founded by designer Dana Gleason in 1975, Kletterwerks is based in Bozeman, Montana and is currently headed up by Dana’s son.  By examining the packs his father designed in the late 70s — honoring their vintage sensibility while introducing subtle updates: similar fabrics, heritage colors, laptop sleeves, etc. — Dana3 has successfully created some great stuff that will serve you equally well on an overnight hike or a hike uptown.  And when you take into account the fact that Kletterwerks is made in Montana — right in Bozeman — the value increases exponentially.  Design updates and value notwithstanding, I haven’t stopped using the Konker Tote (above) since I came home from Nashville.  Equipped with handy compartments and adjustable straps, it’s pretty much the best tote ever.

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The guest cottage.

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The main house.
We then took a drive into the center of town for a proper visit.  In the daylight, the Blue Ridge Parkway was gorgeous countryside and Floyd was a lively little town with an artistic and musical feel.

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We picked up a friend on our walk.

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Roasted in Floyd by Red Rooster Coffee Roaster.  Try their 4 & 20 French Roast if you like a darker roast — I’ve already managed to drink all that I brought home with me and am badly in need of a reorder! We picked ours up at the Black Water Loft, a great coffee shop attached to a bookshop below.

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Once we hit Tennessee, it seemed the logical thing
to go to the Willie Nelson General Store and Museum

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…and get hats.  Here I will mention that with the purchase of these hats, it brought the trip’s overall hat tally to five.  Evidently we are ladies who need options.  At least when it comes to what is on our heads.

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Hats secured, we made an immediate beeline for Mas Tacos in East Nashville– because really, the only thing I want more than a hat is some amazing tacos.  After hearing about Mas Tacos from practically everyone we spoke to before, during and after the trip, you should know that the hype is definitely warranted.  Don’t miss them.

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Kletter Day pack — really great side-loading zipper and a padded laptop sleeve.

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We then meandered across the street for some adult beverages at The Pharmacy, a rather classy beer garden and burger joint.  Now, before I go representing like I knew everything about everything, I should divulge that we received a considerable amount of guidance, help and hosting from a Mr. Cooper Samuels, of I Took the Train.  Cooper is one of Nashville’s best bloggers and someone who’s been a friend of mine for a bit, albeit of the internet variety.  So I was very happy to finally get to meet up in person on this trip.  A few of his other excellent recommendations included:

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City House, where you should get the egg on your pizza.

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Rolf and Daughters, where I happily made a meal of veggies, foie gras and rosé.

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And The Patterson House, a serious cocktail den where there’s no milling about the bar — you’re seated and attended with finesse.  I had a amazing Bacon Old Fashioned and managed a partial picture of Cooper’s hand.  No mean feat, if you know Cooper.

NashvilleUp next on the docket: Northern Grade Nashville, a men’s pop-up shop that offers apparel, accessories and gear, all made in America.  You might recall I worked the Los Angeles one, yes?  Well as Northern Grade travels around the country, one of the best features is seeing how each city has a slightly different take, as well as a slightly different audience.  It was awesome to see how an event like Northern Grade can strengthen a community of like-minded individuals interested in well-made goods and domestic production and simultaneously have a great time.

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Sanborn Canoe Co, beautiful canoeing paddles made in Winona, Minn.

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Amelia making a belt with Billy Moore of Cause and Effect

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And of course, we dropped by Imogene and Willie.

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The Leo Sawtooth in black selvedge denim.
Please say hello to my new favorite shirt.  Please also don’t be alarmed if I seem to be wearing it every single time you see me.

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On the way back, we drove threw a horrible thunderstorm at night and stayed with my Aunt in West Virginia for what felt like exactly seven minutes.  We did, however, make time to stop at the Waffle House.  Surprised it was my first visit?  Well, we don’t have them on the west coast — we do have an International House of Pancakes, but that appears to be unrelated.  In any event, it became one of our favorite places while on the road, where locals would mix in with the transient folk like us, rubbing elbows over hash brown concoctions and yelled orders.

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Perfect.

Photos by the amazing Amelia Tubb.
Instagrams by me!
Bags courtesy of Kletterwerks.

Bonne année!

03/01/2013 § 13 Comments

2013.

I do hope this post finds you as thankful as I am for all that 2012 had in store for us.  Like most years, 2012 was something of a mixed bag.  We had highest highs, lowest lows and everything in between.  We cried a little, laughed a lot, and learned a bit more about ourselves.  We loved, we lost, and we moved on.  We grew.

Most of all, I am grateful this year for the support of my amazing family and friends, grateful for the lovely new people I’ve met via this tiny corner of the interwebs that I call home, and grateful for fresh starts and a sparkling clean 2013.  Here’s to the happiest of new years, my dears!

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Getting down to business: Where on earth have I been for two weeks?  I took a much-needed trip home for the holidays to Los Angeles to relax and recharge and visit my family, and while I was there I decided to take an unplanned break in honor of the holidays, which included my birthday.  I spent a lot of time driving around some of my old haunts, visiting with friends and perfecting my Wii dance moves with my 9 year-old nieces.  I also had time to take a few quick pictures with photographer Idris Erba, a friend I’ve had for more than a decade — and as you can see in the pictures he took, the weather in LA was pretty idyllic.

Wearing: scarf: J.Press lambswool scarf (25% off!) || blazer: vintage || shirt: J.Crew chambray work shirt || denim: Uniqlo || bag: Lotuff Leather (c/o) || watch: Form Function Form button stud weekender (c/o)

I also wanted to share a few photos from my trip home that I took via Instagram.  Snapped in Hollywood, Silverlake, Downtown, Long Beach and Manhattan Beach, they represent some of my very favorite moments.

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On trips home I frequently get asked when I’m going to finally tire of New York — the cost! the weather! the people! the subways! — and move back west.  Perhaps west coasters imagine that New York is something to suffer through, to thicken your skin and toughen up a bit.  All I know is that if I still get that thrill down my spine when I catch that first glimpse of the Manhattan skyline when I return from being out of town, I must still be in the right place.  Los Angeles has plenty to offer, and will always have a very special piece of my heart, but Manhattan has her hooks in me and she isn’t ready — just yet — to let me go.

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New York Fashiongram

13/09/2012 § Leave a comment

Full posts to follow, but I just wanted to share a few of my
favorite New York Fashion Week moments, captured via Instagram:

Bill Cunningham at Suno 
The rush at Monika Chiang
Lovely linen at Samantha Pleet
Misha Nonoo and Olivia Palermo at Nonoo 
Lani en route to Fashion’s Night Out 
The opening of Michael Bastian 
Refreshments at Cafe Gitane

Postcards from Los Angeles

04/09/2012 § 1 Comment

Wanted to share a few of my Los Angeles moments before I head back to NYC,
as filtered through Instagram (quitecontinental).

Eastergram

09/04/2012 § Leave a comment

Welcome spring!

A few photos from a lovely long weekend in New York.

Pattern mixing with abandon.

Bit of retro pin-up glam for Easter Sunday with two of my most favorite, exceptionally long-wearing beauty products: Oriana Fallaci eyes via Urban Decay 24/7 Glide-On eye pencil in Perversion (matte blackest black); a pencil with the precision of a liquid liner, and is black as night. It doesn’t budge throughout the day (or even through the night if you are a lazybones jones like I am — sometimes — and tend to fall asleep in your makeup) and is relatively easy to remove (with a bit of sudsing, you won’t need eye makeup remover).  Red Lip via NARS Velvet Matte Lip Pencil in Dragon Girl (bright red); a truly vintage matte that will stick with you all day, with minimal maintenance.

Brunch at Bubby’s.

Sailboats in Central Park.

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