The JGIWC's Guide to the Hamptons

A good friend of mine is traveling to the Hamptons this weekend and recently asked me for eating and shopping advice. Because eating and shopping are the two activities that I am best at (and aside from 'sipping' and 'lying on the beach', the only two activities I do while at the Hamptons), I decided to make her a guide. And lucky for you, I decided to post it here as well!


TO EAT:

Harvest, 11 S Emory St., Montauk, (631) 668 5574

Sheer delight. The restaurant is seated atop a shallow body of water and the scenery is beyond picturesque (ask to sit near a window). The menu is plentiful and the delicacies are bar none. I’ve been going for years and will continue to for many more. MAKE RESERVATIONS.

Cittanuova, 29 Newton Lane, East Hampton, (631) 324 6300, www.cittanuova.com

Ditto to the second to last sentence above. Great salad and great pizza. Perfect lunch spot to fuel up for a day of EH shopping.

Scoop Du Jour, 37 Main Street, East Hampton, (516) 329 4883

Hmmm… last time I checked, the 516 area code was reserved for the west side of Long Island… alas, this is from Trip advisor and you won’t need to call them anyway. After your lunch at Cittanuova, you MUST stop into SDJ and get a bag of the cinnamon sugar donuts. Forget about the ice cream, it’s all about these homemade donuts. I can eat a dozen in one sitting. Oh, my gosh. My mouth is watering right now. Bring me one (or ten) back!

Bobby Van’s, 2393 Montauk Highway, Bridgehampton, (631) 537 0590

Standard.

Lobster Roll (AKA LUNCH), 1980 Montauk Highway, Amagansett (631) 267 3740

It’s on the side of the highway. You can’t miss it. No, really. Sit at a rickety picnic bench for one of the best down home meals of your life. This place is no frills. Put it this way: when I googled this, I was shocked to learn that these people owned a phone.

The dump across the street from Lobster Roll, definitely no phone here

Well, it’s a bit down the MH. It has a name… The Fish House, perhaps? No, I don't think that's it. Unclear. Anyway, my father tricked A and I into going there last summer by telling us that it was the hippest outdoor bar and that we would meet investment bankers. WRONG. But, they do make one hell of a frozen drink. Wear comfortable shoes as you will be standing for the duration of your stay.

The Palm at the Huntting Inn, 94 Main Street, East Hampton, (631) 324 6122

Standard #2. You can’t go wrong. Unless one of the members of your party is wearing a North Face fleece vest and shorts. Please, gentlemen… wear pants.

Wei Fun, 203 Pantigo Road, East Hampton, (631) 329 2600, www.weifun.com

This restaurant is under the same umbrella as Cittanuova. The minimalist décor and the multi-ingredient dishes are a great mix. This meal happened shortly before a run in between me and a blue Jeff Koons dog. If you read my 100 things post, you would know that this put me over the edge. Dinner at WF made it worth it.

TO BUY:

Make sure you have lots of cash... or you'll get stuck walking through the Drive Thru ATM.





J. McLaughlin, all over the Hamptons, www.jmclaughlin.com

Preppy paradise. There is literally one in each Hampton, the flagship being in South. Stop by for a great scarf or a classic cableknit.

Lilly Pulitzer, 55 Newton Lane, East Hampton, (631) 907 9112

No explanation necessary.

Blue & Cream, 60 on the Circle, East Hampton, (631) 329 1392

Not nearly as preppy as the aforementioned two, but… the Olsen twins shop here! Chock full of hard-to-find designer items.

Tory Burch, 48 Newton Lane, East Hampton, (631) 907 9150

It’s not the same as buying it at Bloomies. Trust me.

Rumrunner, 14 Main Street, East Hampton, www.rumrunnerhome.com

Hands down, the best home store in the Hampies. Also in Southampton.

Book Hampton, all over, www.bookhampton.com

If you are a bookworm like me, you must stop in. The selection is wonderful.

Calypso, 24 Jobs Lane, Southampton, (631) 283 4321

Classic. This is heaven for anyone who lives in tunics and Jack Rogers, AKA ME.

Breezin’ Up, 54 Jobs Lane, Southampton, www.breezinup.com

Also in EH. The go-to for all of your Hampton souvenir needs.


Oh, wow. Making this guide sure makes me wish I didn't have to wait until September to go back. Labor Day seems far away, my Hampies...

Until then,



TAG xxx

We're after the same rainbow's end

I just finished my Preppy Summer Swap! I will post a photo and reveal what I sent once I ensure that my partner has received the package!

Before I scurry off to the post office, let's talk about my new favorite Southern Belle, DeAnna.

So, the Bachelorette has 9 men left. You know, last week she said that she is the luckiest girl in the world and I just didn't buy it. But after watching this week, I think she may be onto something. She has NINE men vying for her affection. I'd be happy just to have one!

The front-runner seems to be Jeremy and I sure hope he stays there. That Graham is a heartbreaker. I could see them being the final two. J is definitely my favorite. Added bonus: he's from Dallas - my old stomping grounds! After all, he did get the very first rose; it would only be fitting for him to get the last one as well. I couldn't script a better romance if I tried.

Although, it's no secret that I've always had a thing for Jeremys...

"We are so over. We need a new word for over."

I've never mentioned that in addition to being the Jewish Girl in Wasp's Clothing, I'm also the Southern Belle in Northern Hell. I was in the South this past weekend and it was wonderful to be back. I miss it dearly. It deserves its own post, or set of posts, really.

One of the things I love most about the South is the sense of tradition. Whether it be sorority rush or sweet tea, everything has a true purpose and meaning. One of the many deep-rooted Southern beliefs is that a Southern girl should get married young and start a family soon after. Many young women below the Mason-Dixon Line are in a rush to tie the knot.

New York City? Not so much. The only things that people here are in a rush to get to are work and the Barney's Warehouse Sale.

Suffice it to say, I know a lot of girls my age who are engaged. I was lavaliered in college, and we all know how that story ends. It seems as though every time I turn around, someone else has a ring on their finger, another wedding has come and gone. My mother was married at my age. I am nowhere close.

I'm not bitter; quite the contrary. I look forward to the world of possibilities that await me. I am a natural caretaker. I have no doubt in my mind that I am meant to be a wife and a mother.

This does not, however, mean that I am interested in looking at engagement photos of girls whom I do not even consider acquaintances. If for no other reason than the simple one that I have better things to do with my time. So stop asking.

Speaking of diamonds...

It's TIFFANY. T I F F A N Y. Nowhere, in that name, is there an 'S'. Yet almost every twenty-something girl with an affinity for the little blue box I encounter refers to it as "Tiffany's". This is incorrect. Drop the S. You don't sound like a true fan.

Personally, I'm a fan of the little red box.

The JGIWC Summer Travels, Part I: Sarasota, FL

Preppy Summer Swap

This post is brought to you by the awesome ILYWF of http://runningjustasfast.blogspot.com.

She set up something called the Preppy Summer Swap in which preppy girls email her and she pairs them up.

Here's the deal:

Theme: Summertime Prep!

Details: You will send your partner at least 6 items that are preppy, summery, fun, etc. If the items happen to be Pink and Green or Madras print, that is a bonus! Items can be homemade, secondhand, candy, thrift store find, whatever.

Each item must represent 1 letter in the word Summer.
Example (but not limited to):
S- Seashells
U- Umbrella (Madras Print)
M- Mint Green Flip Flops
M- MMMM Oreos
E- European Gold Suntan Lotion
R- Red Chapstick w/ SPF

Isn't this so great? I just heard from my partner, so I am going to post my preppy survey!

1. Favorite preppy designers? I LIVE for Lilly Pulitzer. I can also frequently be found getting into trouble at J. Crew.
2. Favorite preppy accessories? I am a tote bag girl. I also love my new whale headband from Vineyard Vines.
3. Any hobbies? I enjoy writing, blogging, my sorority alumni association, my book club, volunteering for Susan G. Komen, and spending time with friends and family.
4. Enjoy crafting, if so anything in particular? If I had the time or the talent, I would probably enjoy it very much!
5. Favorite books/magazines? A few favorite books include The Great Gatsby, Prep, and Rabbit, Run. Favorite magazines include Town & Country and Real Simple.
6. Any other favorite things? My list of favorite things is endless. I love stationery.
7. Collect anything? I subconsciously collect elephant and whale paraphernalia. And tote bags.
8. Any kids/pets? No and no.
9. Any allergies? No!
10. Favorite thing to do in the Summer? In the summer I love to travel, swim and sun.
11. What most makes you think of Summer? My childhood in Coral Gables, Florida.
12. Favorite treat/drink? Too many to list! I am a cookie monster. I love any concoction mentioned in Tipsy in Madras. Big Chardonnay fan.
13. Anything else your partner should know about you? I think I've said too much already!

Blondes, Brunettes, and the Bachelorette

Allow me to begin by saying that I love blondes. Worship blondes. My best friend in the whole wide world is blonde. And that this post will be all over the place and is a terrible example of my writing style but that it does, for the most part, have one common thread: good (in my opinion) television.

Gossip Girl has this whole underlying blonde vs. brunette plot that no one ever really talks about. Alright, LIFE has this whole underlying blonde vs. brunette plot that no one ever really talks about. I don't really want to go into the whole Amelia (blonde) vs. Blaire (brunette) thing at the end other than to say that I was obviously disappointed. Fans of the show are always quick to point out how beautiful Blake Lively (blonde) is, but I never really hear anything about Leighton Meester (brunette).

So allow me to publicly declare my love. LM, I've adored you since you did that guest spot on Entourage as the blonde singer with the questionable morals. I think you are absolutely stunning, not to mention the only one on the show who has translated the character from the pages to the camera lens almost seamlessly. Kudos to you for keeping some element of the book alive. You are my favorite and by far the Waspiest! By the way, you look SO much better as a brunette.

I'd be lying if I didn't say that I don't have a weakness for blonde boys. Why, you ask? Because you always want what you can't have. How many blonde Jewish boys do YOU know? I can think of one, and that's Ian Ziering, and I've had a crush on him since he played bad boy Wasp Steve Sanders on 90210. He was the most underrated character on that show in my opinion. He married a blonde model in real life. She converted. They divorced. I digress.

Personally, I blame the distinction between the two hair colors as one of the reasons for the diminishment of our religion. Jewish boys want to marry blonde haired, blue eyed beauties. Blonde haired, blue eyed beauties are often not of the Jewish faith and probably don't want to convert. Jewish girls don't understand why they can't find a nice Jewish boy to date and look elsewhere.

Sure, we'd love to say that my mom's blonde locks are due to great genes, but really, they're credited to the talented people at the Frederic Fekkai salon. Her blue eyes are real though, as are my fathers and my sisters. My eyes are a deep shade of green.

And to whomever said blondes have more fun... this statement annoys me to no end. My coif is a shimmery brown hue and I'm having one hell of a good time.

Onto the Bachelorette. Now normally, I don't buy into this sort of generic TV romance. I'm sitting here, throwing my arms up, wondering what happened to good old-fashioned relationships. What happened to "going steady"? Am I behind the times here? Have I watched too many Wonder Years episodes for my own good?

This is the first, and probably last, Bachelorette season I will actually follow, and for several reasons. First, I really, genuinely like this girl. She reminds me of myself: she's Southern, real, optimistic, and the teeniest bit endearingly awkward. Second, I have to admit that it actually does look romantic! I am a die-hard, hopeless romantic whose bound to be disappointed in life, but I'm not one to poo-poo riding horses alone the edge of the ocean. No siree.

And now, to end this erratic post properly, I will once again make a terrible transition and comment on how my father and I are currently emailing back and forth about our respective summer travel and he and my mother are going to Martha's Vineyard, a place I've wanted to go to since... forever, without me. I'm off to drown my sorrows in a cookie.

TAG's guide to being sick in NYC

I recently told a good friend that I have come to the realization that there is no such thing as a jinx. We as humans don't really have the power to put a hoax on something. I truly believe that if something is meant to be, it'll be. I may be the queen of over-analyzation, but even I can't fight fate.

However, I wrote in my last SICK entry that I only get really sick once a year. Ha! Apparently I can't fight irony, either.

So here is my personal checklist for surviving illness in the Big Apple.

1. Clean your apartment. If you are too sick to do so, have a family member, friend, or trusted cleaning person come do it for you. There is nothing worse than the combination of a cluttered head and a cluttered home.

2. Eat. No matter what. Force feed yourself if you have to! I baked ooey gooey chocolate chip cookies. They were quite fortifying! My doorman was extra nice yesterday and I thought about bringing some down for him, but then again, who wants to take cookies from a sick girl?

3. Have Souper Soup from Sarge's delivered.

4. Make sure your cable is working. Last time I was bed ridden, I had to rely on the season 1 DVD of The OC for entertainment. I've seen each episode at least ten times. DON'T LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU.

5. Go to the spa! It's unbelievably soothing. Even if you aren't going for the most fun service, it's still a little 'me time' when you need it the most. (Sidenote: I highly recommend Olga at Bliss 49. She's amazing. Tell her I sent you!)

Aside from the obvious points (like, go to the doctor, which I did) these five things are sure to get you up and running in no time. I'm traveling to Sarasota, FL on Friday and must be in tip top shape. After all, this is one of my favorite weekends of the entire year: it is officially acceptable in all circles to start wearing white!

Not that I totally didn't wear my white Rugby pants last week. Because I so did.

T&A Letters - This is as classic as it gets.

My best friend, A, and I do this thing where we compose pretend letters out loud to people. And places. And things. And yes, a lot of these letters will never be read by their rightful owner, largely in part because the rightful owner probably cannot read. However, while all of these notes don't always go to humans with literacy abilities, this proves to be a great way to get our frustrations out time and time again. Not only is it a fun, different way to blog about our lives, but it's a nice change to actually be able to write these down rather than blurt them out in the middle of Neiman Marcus.


Dear A,

See you in one week! Remember that time we were in Sarasota and Crazy Nana tried to lend you an Ultrasuede jacket? Well, she has a Bob Mackie gown too. You better watch out.

It has feathers,
TAG


Dear Voice,

Come back!

Miss you,
TAG


Dear Person Who Owes me Banana Bread,

I wish I knew who you were. All I know is that several weeks ago, someone told me that they were going to give me chocolate chip banana bread. MY FAVORITE. I forgot about it and was reminded while waiting in line to pay at Associated. My facial expression went from non-existent to horrified when I heard someone at the check-out counter next to me talk about how they just baked banana bread. The only reason I know it wasn't my mom is because she doesn't put chocolate chips in her banana bread.

This letter would be easier to write if I remembered who actually promised me this alleged baked good. No wonder I've been looking like less of a chunkster lately. No, it's not because I've been making healthier choices or going to spin class. It's because I haven't been devouring whole loaves of chocolate chip banana bread!

Ugh.

I will find you,
TAG


Dear NYSC,

Let's be honest. I don't like gyms. I think they are hot-beds for germs. They are dirty and smelly. Changing in the locker room is like being at Loehmann's - basically, a lot of naked people I do NOT want to see - except you can't shop! Being that you are the second gym I have belonged to since living here, I have something to compare you to. You have much room for improvement, my friend. You're missing a snack bar and a towel attendant, for starters. However, props to your spin instructors. If every spin class had DMB as the background music, I'd be a very happy girl. And a size zero.

I miss Crunch,
TAG


Dear Mad River Bar & Grill,

Thank you for entering me in contests that I really never even knew about and probably never meant to enter. I am never quite coherent when I visit you and I have a feeling that tonight will be no different. I also have a feeling I'll be writing you another letter in next week's installment.

'Til then,
TAG


Dear Izabella St. James,

Because of your book, I will never, EVER, be able to watch The Girls Next Door the same way again. Ever.

I still love KDub,
TAG


Dear Chris and Pressler, if those are in fact your names,

Keep up the good work,
TAG


Dear Other Shoe,

When are you going to drop?

Waiting,
TAG


Dear A,

Are you still laughing?

I know I am,
TAG

The NY Advisory Committee at Lilly Pulitzer

Last evening, I was lucky to be a part of the Lilly Pulitzer grand opening party for the New York Advisory Committee. It was a beautiful event and very fun to see a flurry of familiar faces from the pages of Quest, Town & Country, and Lilly's Social Diary. Steven Stolman was there and I told him how much I enjoyed his foreword in A Privileged Life: Celebrating Wasp Style. He was so gracious. I FINALLY met BC, and if you're reading this, I loved chatting with you! Us JGIWCs need to stick together. So glad you're enjoying the blog.

I wish I had photographs, but alas, you can find them on the PMc Website. Props to CJM for the link!

I've planned and attended a large number of Lilly events in my day, and I must say that this was one of the nicest I've had the pleasure of being at. Of course, it wasn't the same without some of my favorite Lilly girls such as ALP and ML, but the ambiance of the store, the bevy of cater waiters in Lilly ties serving savory snacks, and crowd of stunning people in their Lilly, old and new, made for quite the scene.

Hoping to get my hands on some photographs soon.

In the meantime, enjoy some photos from past Lilly events in Winter Park, Florida!



Make-a-Wish charity fashion show at Luma on Park



Sorority Soiree



Trick-or-Treat on Park Avenue


More to come!

Bag Lady: "Girl, you be's so rich you got diamonds on yo' socks." Chick: "They're not diamonds, they're argyle." - Overheard in New York

I was chatting with a PG (Preppy Girl, for future reference) the other day who lives in the East Village. She said that she stuck out like a sore thumb in a sea of its residents, and that it's funny how things have really reversed. It used to be such a standard to be conservative and polished. Now the hipsters far outnumber the preppies.

I was speaking with a good friend and a fellow PG who also happens to be a former boss of mine. She was trying to explain me to her colleagues (who read this) by telling them that I grew up in a high-fashion household and how I went against the family standard with my excess of hair bows and cableknit.

Which got me to thinking...

Am I the accidental rebel?

Lilly Pulitzer opening on Madison Avenue, Part II

As promised...


We have arrived!



Warehouse Sale carts in the foyer. You too can own one for only $40! What a steal...



Sign above the front door.



Beautiful stair case with Lilly carpeting - this would make for the perfect preppy prom photo.



Logo cupcakes! These sure don't look anything like the ones I used to make for the Winter Park store...



Casa Loca!



Sigh. Preppy boys.



For you, A.


More photos to come...

Lilly Pulitzer opening on Madison Avenue, Part I

The streets of Manhattan were a sea of blacks, browns, and denims this morning. And then there was little TAG, in a navy blue dress, a green jacket, and gold Jack Rogers. I suppose the Vineyard Vines tote I was carrying that happens to be the size of my sister didn't help much. This irony was not lost on me. However, no matter the weather, today's attire calls for Spring.

No gray sky could get in the way of this sunshine day. THE NEW LILLY STORE OPENS TODAY!

Can you believe it took them this long? How has the Upper East Side survived until now?

My history with Lilly is a long and romantic tale. I won't bore you with it. Yet.

A few years ago, my family and I were walking down Park Avenue in Winter Park, Florida. There was a large store front white sign with pink and green letters that read, "Lilly Pulitzer: Coming soon!" My mother stopped in her tracks and said, "You should apply! That would be the perfect job for you." Thanks for this inspiration, Mom. The rest is history.

Photos to follow.

my fickle friend, the summer wind

It's weather like this that makes me appreciate the little things in my life that I often forget to be grateful for on a daily basis, like walking to work, which is really such a treat. It also makes me thankful for Jamba Juice and lightweight cardigans.

According to Susan Miller of Astrology Zone, May is going to "be a really positive, big month for you, one filled with lots of progress - at home, at work, and in relationships". It's only a week in, but, so far, so good.

There is just something about summer. It's sexy and mysterious and enchanting. The possibilities always seem endless. And it's almost here. I can't wait much longer.

Anything could happen.

Dear Mansion...

I have had several revelations after visiting your venue last evening that I now wish to share.

There is a reason that I don't visit places like you often, at last night it was as glaring as the light on the E train: I don't fit in! Polos and pearls don't quite mesh with the scantily clad dancers and dry ice you serve up. I am still trying to figure out the point of the opera singer and the women dangling from the ceiling. If anyone can shine some light on this situation for me, it would be greatly appreciated.

And smoking inside? What was that all about? That may have been the best or worst idea anyone in that place has ever had. Somebody call Bloomberg.

But most of all, it reminded me just how tough it is to be a single twenty something on this island. Because no matter how many people smile at you or ask if you need a refill, none of it means ANYTHING. And dear God, why would you want it to? I watched boys fluctuate between girlfriends and the girls that they wished they could be with, and it dawned on me that even if you're attached, you aren't guaranteed much.

What a frightening thought.

Not that there aren't good guys in this city; I may even know one or two. But there aren't much more than that, and they get scooped up quickly.

So while I had fun, I must say that places like the Dirty D are much more my speed. I can do the Shout and take shots with the bartender. I like that it's personal. And while you are beautiful, my dear friend, you are also quite cold.

I'm glad you allowed me to step out of my little pink and green box for the evening. Dancing on the catwalk sure was fun! I hope to come back. I appreciate the reminder that it's fun to do a little something different every now and then. Oh, and that I want to remain single for as little as possible.

Thanks for the laughs.

A little love,

TAG

100 Things

1. I am my own worst critic.
2. Whenever my dreams take place in a house, it's always our old house in Miami that we moved out of ten years ago. It is a bizarre merging of my present and past.
3. My most prized possession is the Cartier Love bracelet my dad gave me two years ago.
4. I twist it around my wrist when I'm nervous.
5. The best thing my mom has ever given me is her monogrammed Louis Vuitton Speedy bag from the seventies.
6. The best thing my parents ever gave me is my sister.
7. I own numerous Snoopy DVDs and I watch them when I need a good pick-me-up.
8. I really think that it should have been 'Her hair is HOLLOW gold' in Bette Davis Eyes, and thought that it was until very recently.
9. I've always hoped a boy would compliment my hair by referring to it as 'hollow gold', and now I'm disappointed.
10. I use Burt's Bees Baby Bee products because I'm convinced that my skin never left the infant stage.
11. I bruise like a peach.
12. I hope to get my etiquette license some day.
13. I have A Privileged Life: Celebrating WASP Style on my coffee table.
14. I sob every time I watch Father of the Bride.
15. I don't believe that any show has ever been or could ever be as poignant or as eloquent as The Wonder Years.
16. I bounce up and down when I'm eating something that tastes good.
17. I never take the first magazine in the stack or the first dress on the rack.
18. I want to get married in white satin ballet flats.
19. I adore high heels but have no desire to wear them on my wedding day.
20. It's always been a dream of mine to see my name in mast head.
21. Because of my current job, I can cross that off the bucket list. The bucket list also includes but is not limited to: see Israel, swim with dolphins, write a book and get it published.
22. I honestly believe that my sorority has helped me to become the person I am today.
23. I'm a hopeless romantic.
24. Over-analyzation is my worst habit.
25. I touch my hair incessantly.
26. I've always wondered what it would be like to be blonde...
27. ...but I love the way my hair looks when it catches the light just right and will never, ever change it.
28. I can't decide if I'm in love with Ari Gold or Jeremy Piven, but I think it's the former.
29. I can never have too much stationary or too many pairs of Jack Rogers.
30. I've had the same bed since I was eleven.
31. I wash and/or sanitize my hands at least 30 times a day.
32. People say the beach is romantic, but I think swimming pools are underrated.
33. I still love stickers.
34. I will impulse purchase anything and everything that reminds me of my childhood.
35. Kraft mac and cheese is my comfort food.
36. Jeff Koons' art makes my anxiety skyrocket. I think about it or I get near one and I start to shake. I would never sleep if I had one in my house. I'd be too worried that someone was going to touch it.
37. My parents have a life-size Prada robot in their house. Nothing bad happens if you touch it.
38. My parents changed my middle name from Allison to my mother's maiden name when I was three. I was so angry that they were taking away the only the only girly name I had.
39. My monogram stayed the same, and my mom and I still have the same initials.
40. Few people call me by my actual name. Most use a shortened version or a nickname.
41. I love fortune cookies. I just got a virtual one that says: "A career is great, but you can't run your fingers through its hair." I LOVE that.
42. I think fortune cookies taste awful; I just get them for the fortune!
43. I love and use semicolons often, even though Kurt Vonnegut says not to.
44. I think everything is cause for celebrations - even half birthdays. (Mine is July 25.)
45. I think picking out the perfect present and giving it is even better than getting gifts.
46. Surprises are my favorite thing in the whole wide world.
47. I've been in the Vogue closet.
48. I cry every time I hear Moon River.
49. My favorite poem of all time is "Reluctance" by Robert Frost.
50. "The Idea of Order in Key West" by Wallace Stevens is my second favorite.
51. I love it when people play with my hair.
52. I live for bows. On anything and everything.
53. I have Mitral Valve Prolapse and cannot drink caffeine.
54. I always have bronzer with me. Always.
55. I think hand-written correspondence cards are a lost art.
56. Actually, I think everything hand-written, especially love letters, is a lost art.
57. The last love letter I received was typed.
58. I am determined to learn the entire Thriller dance. One day.
59. I want to walk down the aisle to Canon in D Major.
60. As a result of living in Texas, I sometimes put the word 'at' at the end of sentences.
61. I miss Dallas so, so much.
62. Not as much as I miss Miami.
63. I use the word 'baby' excessively after one too many.
64. My favorite colors are navy and yellow. Pink and green go without saying!
65. I really DO think laughter is the best medicine.
66. The two people in my life that make me laugh the most are my dad and my best friend.
67. I love doing nice things for people. It's a hobby of mine.
68. I believe in karma.
69. This number makes me laugh.
70. I'm fascinated by Playboy. Not the magazine, the empire.
71. I think that because I was an only child for eight years, I love to be babied just as much as I love being the caretaker.
72. I have handwriting OCD. I throw away a post-it if it's not perfect.
73. When I was little I collected teddy bears, bells, and pez dispensers. I stopped having collections because I wasn't passionate enough about any of it.
74. I subconsciously collect elephant paraphernalia. Only if the trunk is up.
75. I love to bake Funfetti.
76. I'm a big fan of abbreviating.
77. I love taking photos but I hate the way I look in them.
78. I adore Woody Allen. He's the perfect neurotic Jew.
79. I will never date a non-Jew again as long as I live.
80. I'm a little shy but I love meeting new people. You just never know.
81. I have an extra bone in each foot. I have no arches. I run like a duck.
82. I have far too many tote bags and underpinnings but I can't seem to stop buying either.
83. Lilly Pulitzer and Bob Dylan are among my heroes.
84. My dad will always be my number one hero.
85. I read between 12 and 15 magazines every month.
86. I think text messaging is sexy.
87. Summer is my favorite season. It's the best time to fall in love.
88. I love getting all dressed up. I live for formalwear.
89. I usually can't sleep for more than a few hours in a row. It's unusual for me to sleep through an entire night without waking up at least once.
90. I use a dictionary and a thesaurus almost daily.
91. I live for great quotes. One of my all-time favorites is: "Go the extra mile - it's never crowded."
92. I get lost in the moment very, very easily.
93. Sunshine is my high.
94. It doesn't take much to make me happy.
95. I do believe in magic - just not the conventional kind.
96. I will always be a little girl at heart.
97. Life is so much more fun when you know how to laugh at yourself.
98. I make at least one wish every day.
99. I like to tie everything in my life up with a bow, metaphorically speaking.
100. I'm working on number 1.