on a mission

I don't like to brag, but I have to admit that I'm really great at this: finding an excuse to buy a new dress.

Whether it be for a party, a cookout, or just for it being April 16, I have a real knack.

My most recent subject is the Rose trellis Taryn gown from J.Crew. Because it's rather pricey and less practical than my typical sundress, I haven't been able to drum up an excuse yet.

I looked up random holidays, but National Wear Your Pajamas to Work Day seems like a backwards reason to buy a flowing new dress. Unless I try to pretend it would serve as a nightgown. But I think that would be insulting to the dress. I'll have to keep brainstorming.

so fun

A friend of mine always jokes that girls misuse the word "fun".

Whenever he hears a girl say something like, "Isn't this dress so fun?" or "I found the most fun shoes!", he is baffled. He always wonders: how is the dress fun? What does it do to make it fun? Tell jokes? Dance?

Last week, when Erin came to work in a fabulous vintage silk dress and Billi immediately said, "Erin, that's such a fun dress!" I couldn't help but laugh.

As a female, I clearly agreed that the dress was exceptionally fun. But since the dress didn't change colors with her mood or repel bad guys, I'm not sure most men would agree.

I also think this Mel en Stel Candy Striper dress is incredibly fun. Not only is it overly ruffled, but striped and cinched at the waist. What could be more flattering? And what could be more fun than flattering?

tweet tweet Jackie O.

I think Twitter's biggest asset, as well as its biggest issue, is that it gives a false sense of friendship. I feel that if I were to run into Jeremy Piven I'd be able to joke with him about something he Tweeted last week. But in reality, he has no idea who I am. And yet, somehow, I still know where he went and what made him laugh today.

And although she's clearly not on Twitter, I often feel the same way about Jackie O. I've read so much about her that sometimes I feel like I really knew her.

My friends often joke that I refer to her as if she is one of my friends: "That's what Jackie did." or "Jackie wore this."

And although admitting that makes me feel a little crazy, I can't help it.

I'm afraid things are only going to get worse now that her 1964 interviews are going to be released. I mean, it's bad enough I know that when people asked her what perfume she wore, she replied that she couldn't tell them because she couldn't "stand the competition". To hear her voice as she talks about intimate details of her life and marriage might really make me think we're old pals. But that's a risk I'm willing to take. I'm just grateful she doesn't Tweet.

growing up

At the end of senior year of high school, my friends and I constantly proclaimed, "I know I'll probably love college, but nothing will ever be as fun as high school."

And we really believed it.

It makes me so happy to think about how content we were in that phase of our lives. Naive, but happy nonetheless.

In retrospect, it's clear that while we were having the time of our lives then, the next phase was even better. And that phase has since been enjoyed and completed, and also felt like the absolute best time we could possibly have.

After spending the weekend with Katie and Sara in Chicago, I'm confident this post-graduate period will be just as amazing. I'm so grateful to have had them by my side in high school, college and again today.

We survived while Sara was in Boston, Katie was in Chicago and I was in Atlanta and being back in the Midwest together couldn't be more fun.

Now, we know ourselves better than ever before, and we know one another equally as well.

We know Sara can't drink sweet wine, so we had to take two bottles to the BYOB restaurant.
We know Katie can talk our way into anything - whether it be a spot on the patio at dinner or onto a free trolley ride - she'll make it happen.
And they certainly know never to trust my dance moves.
I don't know where we'll go next in our lives, but I know that no matter where we are, they'll be by my side. And for that, I couldn't be happier.