Half Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE HAMPTONITE! 

Today marks the six month/half birthday for mah baby. It has been a blast bloggin' and posting for everyone who reads it. Best part is... my life is finally beginning to wind down so I can post for y'all and make the blog supa fun and funky. 

Happy Easter to everyone, as well. I will try to force my sister to take pictures of me later so you can see my "tan" (aka red as hell skin). Cross your fingers that she will. Since, I don't have outfit pictures for you, I thought I would leave you with two pictures of last night's sunset on Sanibel Island. My family and I have been going here every year of my life for as long as I can remember. It's home to literally THE most beautiful sunsets, and that's saying alot coming from a Hamptons local. 

Deuces,

Jack

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SOHO Adventures

 

My all time favorite New Yorker

I am wearing: Hat American Eagle, Sweater Gap ($15.99!), Shirt Brooks Brothers Black Fleece, Bowtie H&M, Denim Gap, Sneakers Converse, Sunglasses Ray Bans, Backpack Herschel

I went to the city yesterday with my cousins, who snatched up faux Chanels like hot cakes (my favorite saying of all time). Canal Street is great for genuine counterfeit things (pun intended), if anyone is in need of some cheap shopping next time they're in New York. As promised, outfit photos were taken. 

College acceptance letters have been coming in the mail recently, and *drumroll* I have decided. I will be attending ___________ in New York next year. I can't tell you because you might come and kill me.... #preach. But actually. I trust most of you; it's the rapists I'm scared of. 

Deuces, 

Jack 

PS wish me luck in the snow... until I scurry off to Florida. 

Belgian Waffles... from Belgium

 

"Please Sir can I have some more?"

There's something to be said for a waffle thats been "ironed" and not simply defrosted and stuck in the toaster. It's so fluffy, light, and delicious... like a pillow pet. I tried my very hardest to make these healthy waffles. I really wanted to make 'em whole wheat, but I couldn't bring myself to ruin a perfectly good batch of waffles. So, I looked for fruit in my fridge only to find a kiwi and celery, neither of which is complementary. So I bailed on the healthy idea, and I made them all natural. Which to me means, bisquick, water, vegetable oil, powdered sugar, and Vermont maple syrup from The Vermont Country Store. Needless to say, they were incredible!

I'm headed into the city tomorrow to meet my cousins for Spring shopping and dinner on the upper west side. I bought a few goodies yesterday, which were all on supa sale. I am headed toward the sun and warm weather on Wednesday. I go to Florida each year, so it isn't anything special, but it's definitely well-deserved and much-needed. Spring break 2013!

Bonsoir, 

Jack  

Jack 

Singin' in the Rain

I am wearing: Umbrella Ebay, Jacket H&M (old), Cardigan H&M (old), Bowtie H&M, Shirt J. Crew (here), Jeans Levis (here), Shoes Johnston & Murphy (here)

10 days after my post about resolutions, in which I vowed to post more often, I am posting for the first time since then. Well, I don't know what to say.... I promise again to try mah very hardest, yo. 

As I push through the wonderful month of March, I begin to mix warmer weather clothes into my wardrobe. I wore shorts outside yesterday! I was only checking the mail, but I think it still counts. I've pushed my coats to the back of my closet and brought out jackets and vests for the beginning of Spring, how exciting. In doing so, however, I have realized that Papa Bear's closet is in desperate need of a good ol' spring cleaning. The list of chores is piling on up. 

Sometime during the transition from renaissance corsets to flapper dresses to bell bottoms, fashion "icons" have created a notorious reputation for the color white. We are told that white is a color specifically reserved for blistering heat waves from Memorial Day to Labor Day, and absolutely no time in between. Well, I'm here to tell you that times are a'changin' (if that's how you spell that). Be your own icon! I mean it really can't be that difficult, right? After all, Anna Wintour has only been the editor of American Vogue since 1988, and she's half way there. White is completely and totally acceptable during the spring and sometimes the winter if you're going for a monochromatic look. I mean I'm not really saying throw on a hot pink button down and electric blue oxfords and strut your stuff down Fifth Avenue in a blizzard. But a gray jacket and brown oxfords, hell yeah! Go for gold! or should I say white? 

Peace out, 

Jack 

PS if you can get your hands on a clear, dome umbrella throw that thing in the cart and slide that plastic

Cold Days & Winter Haze

 

               #nofilter

I am wearing: Dad's Hat, J. Crew vest, J. Crew Hoodie (here), Old Navy Tee, Gap Jeans, Treetorns for  J. Crew sneakers, Herschel Backpack (here)

Before the yelling about not posting begins, let me just say I've been busy. School and skiing and everything else in my life have just wiped out the blog for almost a month. I know it's bad. I was running errands today with my friend Ally and we stopped on Dune Road to take pictures as the sun set, so I was pretty casual. I got a new bow tie a few weeks ago and have been dying to style it for a post... someday soon. Spring break is almost upon us which means blogging on a daily basis! Three weeks and counting. *Paragraph of random information ends*

I'm having trouble believing it's March already. I mean really where the eff did February go? Along with the month of love, chocolates, and the beloved Fat Tuesday, my new year resolutions have disappeared as well. Does anyone really stick with them? Posting more regularly was at the top of my list and God knows that didn't happen, so imagine what happened to the little things I promised I'd do. Looks like that old lady will have to cross the damn street by her damn self.

 Together with everyone else in America and probably the rest of the world's new year resolvers, hitting the gym more often was on our lists... and it still isn't crossed off. My sneakers have moved from the mud room to my closet, and they weren't even on my feet. I wish I could say I've had absolutely no time to go to the gym, but, honestly, who am I kidding? You didn't go either. Turns out there are a lot of excuses as to why you can't raise your heart rate over eighty beats per minute. Believe it or not, there are even more excuses why pizza or chinese food are better options than pureed cauliflower, grilled chicken and roasted vegetables. 

As the spring catalogs come pile up on my counter and I realize the models are not, in fact, laying on the beach in big sweaters and jeans, I get a lump in my stomach, check for a hernia, and decide it's time for my three month resolution--GYM TIME. Summer is almost here, people; don't kid yourselves. Before you know it, you'll be wet and half naked sitting in those ever so shape flattering beach chairs with a good book under the bright sun. So whip out the finger pricks, prick that plump digit of yours, and drop the blood into the gilded chalice of the worker outers' club (because we both know that's what it's called). Hop on this bandwagon, and let's make March a month of real people resolutions! 

Get Sexy, 

Jack 

PS go to the gym, she'll be watching