Link Love, Vol. 17

Hello and happy Friday, guys! Doesn’t it seem like post-holiday work-weeks are painfully longer than every other week imaginable? Like, infinitely so.

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I’m off to San Fran next week (on the coat-tails of a trip to Chicago), so this weekend is all about New World Order in the house of c+c. Meaning, I need to unpack my freakin’ suitcase just so that I can re-pack it.

Back-to-back travel always motivates me to simplify various facets of my life — closet cleansing, kitchen cleaning, make-up tossing… You name it.

I’d cite Feng shui and all that for my behavior, but really, it’s just because I will freak the f-k out coming home to an apartment full o’ clutter. Garbage chutes are fun. Real fun. (Picture Oprah: “YOU get a car! YOU get a car!”)

In the interim — a few links and looks I loved this week:

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Pier 62

You ever have one of those days where you just. do. not. want. to. do. anything?

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Totally, right? That was me last night — despite a slew of after-work events I’d over-ambitiously committed to. Some days (most days), the only thing I want to RSVP to after a long day at work is my ass on the couch with $25 worth of delivery.

But, about last night — obviously, I rallied:

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American Girl

As you read this, I’m on my way back to New York City with a fresh perspective, light sunburn, lingering headache and immediate need to juice cleanse — or, at least, to consume far fewer hamburgers and wheat-based beers than I did over the last few days.

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Caftans are a carbaholic’s BFF, ya’ll.

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