scenes from my hood

this is my cloche’s first ((but certainly not last)) appearance this winter.

this is what i found when i returned from my damp, cloche-wearing sojourn to get the birthday boy coffee, and lunch for both of us.

what i love about this: everything. the conked out doctor, cuddled up with the warm, sleepy roo, and our pet monkey max hurling himself into the scene on the corner.

it was just the day the doctor wanted for his 30th birthday.  we slept late, we stayed in bed watching football until hunger got the best of us, and as he lay cozy in the bed on a rather chilly and damp sunday morning, this amazing, beautiful girlfriend of his went out for morning provisions. she even bought him a brioche shaped as a lobster! she is a keeper. after lunch, we napped.  in the afternoon we drove down to los gatos to spend some time with his parents, who took us out to the best greek dinner i’ve ever had, along with the doctor’s brother and sister-in-law.

as we drove home, we listened to soundcheck (the best radio program on the air) and talked about health care and about the plot twists on ‘breaking bad’ and, inevitably, about things roo does that are cute, and about our future, hypothetical home, with heated bathroom floors.

we ended the night all pretzled together, me, the doctor, the roo, and sport center football highlights.  i believe i heard a contented sigh before sleep took him.

this is my ensemble for our dinner with parag and ria, and the gathering of friends at elbo room.

pyramid studded tunic: bailey 44

skinny jeans: american eagle

shoes: bcbg,via overstock.com

ring: edition, by banana republic

a very simple, and very comfortable, outfit for a night out.  the doctor overdid it, so we’re home much earlier than i expected.  the boy is 30 at midnight, and it is my plan to hold him close to morning.  and then also every night after that, until forever.

these are my kicks for the celebration of el doctor.

this is my love, on the eve of his 30th birthday.

this is a scene from my dressing room. my bubble lamp, which was my bedside light in law school, and my vanity table.  it’s one big vanity room, so having a vanity table in it seems so, so right.  oh, and butterflies.  when megahn was last over she said “you know you can make this room even girlier!” and i embraced the challenge.

this is a scene from my dressing room, which pleases me so.  a shadow box of vintage k figures. the doctor thinks it’s kind of creepy.  i think it’s kind of awesome.

this is a scene from my hood.  someone scrawled “bacon cocaine” on the base of a no parking sign on bush street.