New years is a time for reflecting- here is an A-Z review of my life in 2011
A- America– moving to New York has been one of the most incredible experiences of my life. Never have I been so happy, sad, rich, poor, lonely, inspired, exhausted, ecstatic, hungry or full!
B- Bike riding. Buying a bike was the best thing I could have done in New York. The most amazing way to get to know the city and so much fun for exploring and adventuring.
C- CHANEL– never ever would I have imaged working for the most prestigious luxury brand in the world
D- Dining out. So so so so many restaurants. It never ceases to amaze me just HOW MANY places there are to eat.
E- Eating. 2011 was a great year in my eating experiences- one highlight was the dessert selection at Brooklyn Japanese Restaurant 1or8.
F- Food, and discovering that its more than an obsession with the necessity, it’s a way of life.
G- Georgie; rediscovering just how special being a twin is and how hard it is to live on the opposite sides of the world.
H- Happy. I always try to be happy and positive. It makes every day a lot more manageable and positive vibes bring good luck.
I- Independent. Living without family across the other side of the world.
J- Jessie. The best and most beautiful older sister anyone could hope for.
K- Karina. I don’t think I would have survived in New York without her. She is my constant source of entertainment, therapy, cuddles, cycling, cooking and outfit collaborating.
L- Love, breaking hearts and being heart broken and learning again that time and space is the only thing that heals.
M- Men. So many men in New York! I’ve never been on some many dates in my life.
N- New friends. I’ve met a lot of people in New York, some who will be friends for life and others who are good for a laugh.
O- Outkast. I’ve listened to Aquemini a lot this year.
P- Published. Getting The Bookery Cook signed to a publisher was one of the most rewarding and satisfying achievements, and I am so thankful for having written it with my two favourite ladies in the world, my sisters.
Q- Quick. I can’t believe how quickly the year went by.
R- Running. I still love running. Running beside the Hudson river and looking at the Statue of Liberty is a memory I will look back on forever.
S- Summer. I was lucky enough this year to have 2 summers. Stock piling sun before the wintertime hits!
T- Travel. I am so thankful for my parents to being so open-minded about letting me travel and move overseas.
U- Unique. I spent more time in my own company in 2011 and I’ve seen, heard and experience some of the most incredible things, and have driven myself slightly insane.
V- Visitors. I have been very fortunate this year to have some of my closest friends and family visit.
W- Woombye. Still the best place on earth.
X- Hmmm. X marks the spot? The spot where I am in life now, a crossroad of trying to decide where I want to live and what I want to be when I grow up.
Y- Yes. Trying to say ‘yes’ to everything that came my way and seeing where it could take me.
Z- Zebra print, buying possibly the best zebra print jacket in the world.
With March approaching quickly and the looming prospect of my visa not being extended, my next best option is marriage.
New York is full of men, so I am doing my best to narrow potential husbands into categories.
1. Professional athlete- I like beer and sports, so why not combine the two?
2. Chef/Cook/Food critic. I love food and living with someone who cooks for a living/gets paid to eat for a living would be a dream (I would then also need to have an affair with a personal trainer at some point).
3. A movie star. It’s New York and I work for CHANEL so this would be completing the dream.
4. A total stranger in fancy dress. He’s reading, enjoying the sun and wearing a vintage sailor uniform. Enough said.
5. Someone with the last name ‘Martini’… Maxine Martini. I could live pool side for the rest of my life.
Like any girl I am rubbish at throwing away shoes. Running shoes I particularly struggle with. I think it’s because of the special bond I form with my running shoes, we have gone through so many times together- the good, the bad, the happy, the sad. This particular pair I am very sad to be parting with as they were there for me during my final year of university, through a break up and through my move overseas. I’d love to able to calculate how many km’s we’ve run together… I think it would be somewhere in the 1000’s.
But my shin splints, and sore right hip have been telling me that they can’t handle the worn out soles and flatten gel cushions anymore. They need comfort and support if they are going to allow me to keep running. So today I bought myself a new pair of running shoes.. ASCIS of course.
Thats the only problem with being a (semi) serious runner.. I can’t get the snazzy polka-dot black chic looking NIKE’s my heart desires, instead I have to get ‘proper’ running shoes.
Maybe in my next life I’ll design snazzy ‘proper’ running shoes, for other jazzy girls who have the same problem… ‘Lady Danger for Adidas’ I like it.
At Christmas I was given a present by my twin sister that changed my life. That present was a pair of vintage high waisted jeans… but not your average denim numbers. These ones were special.. they are denim printed with vintage champagne labels. Anyone that knows me knows that I will never say no to a glass of champagne (who would?!) and these trousers are now one of my most prized possessions.
These babies were at the top of my moving to NYC packing list…. I thought that if anyone would appreciate them it would be the stylish New Yorkers. I had been saving their first outing for a special occasion, and then last night, after 6 days of straight work (this means wearing all black every day) I was determined to squeeze as many colours and prints into an outfit as possible… and hence the time was right for my champagne trousers to make their maiden voyage into the New York fashion scene.
Dressed in white gladiator sandals, champagne trousers, a blue and white striped bodysuit and bright orange lipstick, I was dressed and ready for dinner at a friends house, excited for my day of and feeling like a million dollars. Post dinner, on the way home at 1am, I had my arm twisted to stop for a nightcap in a newly opened bar. Seemed nice inside with a good bunch of people until I began talking to one gentlemen.. after about 5 minutes of talking he looked me up and down and ask me if “my outfit was the result of loosing a bet”. I was speechless!
Instantly I thought of using Romy’s call (of Romy and Michelle) “Would you excuse me, I cut my foot before and my shoe is filling up with blood” Or saying no you twat. Take your button up shirt, black chinos, pointy shoes back to urban outfitters, drink a vodka soda and go talk to a girl in a tight dress. Instead I decided to not waste anymore time, oxygen or energy talking to a person that clearly was from a very different planet from me, I smiled and excused myself back to my friend at the bar.
And here I was thinking that you could wear anything out in New York and no one would look twice. Last weekend I wore a black sequin bra out instead of a top (38 degrees definitely warrants a bra as an top option) and no one said anything. Perhaps New York is just not man enough for my champagne trousers!
I say… man up New York!!!
I’ve been terrible at blogging at the moment. I’m trying to get back into the swing of working full time and balancing fun, life, running, eating and occasionally sleeping!
Working at CHANEL is brilliant… and after 3 weeks I’ve finally stopped feeling completely out of my depth and started to settle right in to my role as ‘Customer Service Ambassador’ (fancy huh!).
Another reason why I LOVE MY JOB is the perks… make up, perfume, invitations to parties, constant supply of champagne and also my amazing bosses- who are total babes, and hilarious. It’s a lovely place to work, we call it the United Nations, as every one who works there is from a different country, so conversations in the lunch room are often in a hum of Spanish, Swedish, Russian, Chinese and then my loud harsh Australian voice!
So everyone who works there says that once you start working for CHANEL you never want to leave and it completely takes over your life.
Walking around my apartment this morning… I can see CHANEL taking over my life already.. who knows what I’ll be like in 2, 5 or 10 years time!
On Thursday night there was a party in-store (for a models birthday)- dressed head-to-toe in CHANEL I’ve never looked more expensive. Black mini dress, black cat eyes, nude lips and these absolutely incredible amazing shoes…..
Ahhhh life! Off to work!
I owe an apology to a certain fruit- figs. How could i ever have forgotten about you! I do apologise! I love you in every form, fresh, dried, baked, poached and caramalised. I don’t even mind that you make me look pregnant when I buy a packet of you dried when I’m really hungry and end up eating the majority of you.
I think I had figs on the brain after reading this lovely article entitled ‘Thirteen Ways with Figs’ on the gastronomista blog last night.
Figs, you are especially delicious in my salad tonight which also contains; poached chicken, fried eggplant, caramlised red onion, burnt figs, roasted sunflower seeds, rocket and cucumber. Delicious on a not-so-balmy New York spring time evening, and you go surprisingly well with whiskey (the only booze I have in the house and I can’t really be bothered leaving) so, for tonight, whiskey will do, and I’m not complaining.
I’ve been feeling a bit rubbish today. Very rubbish. I had a terrible sleep last night, the one where you wake up every hour and never feel that you properly get to sleep and just generally feeling pretty average.. so when I woke up at half 5 this morning I decided to get up and go for a run. I listened to another ‘Food Seen’ podcast from my new favourite friends at Heritage Radio- this time with British Jelly pioneers or ‘Jellymongers’ Bompas & Parr. And I fell in love, yet again. God dam those british accents get me every time! And not to mention their very witty sense of humour… I spent most of my run in a constant giggle. I did record a little caption of it, but cannot for the life of me figure out how to upload an .m4a file to wordpress. So if you want to hear it, go to the Heritage Radio Network podcast’s and download episode 49, and scroll fast-forward the 40 min mark.. or just listen to the whole thing. You won’t regret it. Please excuse my untechsaviness.
Today, feeling a bit fragile and sleepy, after meeting a friend for brunch I came home and did something VERY out of character for me. I watched a film during the day. Yes I did get up a couple of times to make tea, check emails and walk around but I watched a film during the day, and you know what.. . I didn’t even feel bad about it! It was a ‘food’ film I’d been meaning to see for years; Like Water for Chocolate. I adored it and was crying like a big girl by the end of it!
I almost died today. Chloe Sevigny walked into the same little bookstore as me on Bond St and I immediately cursed myself for looking particularly underwhelming today (Lady Danger lipstick excluded). And let me say she is equally if not better looking in person. Dam I want to be you, or a least your best friend so I can borrow your clothes.
Tonight I’m having a night in, going to drink at least 3 glasses of whiskey, watch Mostly Martha and get a goods nights sleep before tomorrow’s potluckslideshow event, The Beautiful Bountiful Brooklyn Tasting Hour. I’m very, very, very excited about this and am teaming up with a new found chef friend to create a tasting plate to contribute to the ‘pot luck’ side of the event. We are still finalising our exact dish, so stay tuned for photos, tasting reviews and hopefully a whole new bunch of food fanatic friends.