Santé!

My entire life, I've been fortunate enough to live with the knowledge that my mom was, in fact, in labor on Labor Day. 

With a September 5 birthday for me and a September 7 birthday for Courtney, in our house Labor Day is a very literal holiday.

With birthdays to celebrate, the last of the summer sun to enjoy, and the start of my favorite month, there are a number of reasons to indulge this weekend.

I hope you'll join me as I raise my glass.  Here's to a wonderful summer, the start of a fabulous fall, and, of course, to beginning of another year.
Photo via the decorista.

lust list: honey do's

Last week my mom tried to shock us all with recently acquired trivia.  She thought she'd come up with a real stumper when she asked us, "Do you know what food never expires?"

We all answered (in unison) "Honey". To which she was incredibly disappointed.

Regardless, I thought her trivia came at the perfect time, as September is National Honey Month. 

To celebrate, some lust worthy honey-colored do's:

The Matine Toile Duvet Cover from Pottery Barn.  Isn't it lovely?
The Globe-Trotter Centenary suitcase from J.Crew.  Though I must admit that if my honey were this shade, I might be alarmed...
The TokyoMilk Wrapped Soap from Anthropologie. I'm a sucker for anything French, and it's sweetened with honey.

lust list: ballerina style

Last week, Duke got frustrated with me because I told him that if I could master any sport, it would be ballet. 

He said, "What about Quidditch?"
To which I said, "Well, I'd just really like to be better at dancing and to be more graceful."

He looked at me like I was completely insane.  Later, when Harry Potter happened to be on TV and the Quidditch game came on, he looked at me and said, "Whit, how could you not want to play that!?"

After watching it, I decided he might be right, it would be pretty amazing to be able to fly. And I think the amount of balance the broomstick requires would inevitably make me slightly more graceful.

Since I don't attend Hogwarts and I am simply a Muggle, Quidditch will never be an option.  And, since I'm five days shy of 24, I am afraid it might be a little late for ballet as well.

But, who says I can't still dress the part? I adore the Dream Pink Lacy Tiered skirt from Ruche. It's very tutu-chic. I am confident I would feel at least slightly more graceful in it.