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What a bumout when the weekend ends, huh? I had quite a splendid one, which began on Friday night with Amber, two bottles of red wine, and three French films (all great!). On Saturday I had a delicious brunch with Jaime, Andrew, Lucas, and Amber - then, Amber and I swapped some books at Brooklyn's Word shop, went by the Farmer's Market, and ran some necessary shopping errands.

The evening was spent doing laundry and cleaning the apartment; no complaints here as I enjoy solitude every once in a while. (Jesse and Erica were both out of town!) On Sunday Jesse returned, and I made him some delicious pepperjack, chicken, and peach quesadillas. He loved them! Me too! I'm no cook, but they were super easy and I'd recommend it to anyone!

This evening I'll be attending a screening of Scott Pilgrim vs The World, so expect a review!

Oh - by the way - this weekend, I also bought some plane tickets to Chicago this fall...

But the point of this post is that I heard from my Gap contest winner Michele about collecting on her winnings, and the e-mail was so thoughtful and eloquent I decided to post it verbatim here, along with the photo of her new jeans (which are perfectly combined with some hot platform wedges!) -

I got the card in the mail the other day and went shopping for them during my break yesterday. I ended up getting their new legging jean in true black, which is ridiculous.

I specialize in premium denim at a swanky department store that shall remain nameless, so I'm used to pitching jeans that are twice as much as these to customers, based on the idea that these vendors actually put a lot more thought about cut and fit and fabrication into their final product. I've got hips and a little waist, so it's a rarity to be able to walk into any old chain store and come out with something that fits, flawlessly. That said, I'm totally impressed with these.

These are nice and thin, so the fit is fantastic, but, still, they're not so flimsy that you feel like they're going to dissolve in the wash after two or three wearings. The extra stretch also makes these super resilient, so they'll give just enough while you're wearing them to be comfortable, but'll go right back in the dryer.

The rise is also perfect--just a nip higher than usual and contoured, so it'll sit on your hips without constantly sliding down or gaping in the back, something that's typically a HUGE problem for me. I could really see these working on any number of different body types, which is vaguely miraculous in the denim world.

I'm kind of obsessed with these--honestly couldn't recommend them more highly.

See, aren't Michele's wedges way cuter than those peep-toe clogs on the Gap site?!

Like I mentioned before, I think I'm in need of some more Gap jeans for this fall...Michele looks RAD in these. So, I know one of my readers got a pair of jeans, how was your weekend?!

Waiting for the sun to clear away the haze.

Pee Wee says "Good afternoon to you. I hope you are having a fabulous day."

Where was I? Where am I? Honestly, I'm trying to figure out how to continue using this. There are many people now in my life who remind me - "don't blog about this (nervous laughter)" and at the same time I often tire of writing solely about myself. I started this whole thing because I wanted to continue writing in some regular way; however, I think I've found that with another venture and now I don't know how to incorporate the ol' blogspot in my routine. I'll figure it out. I envision some more thinking and a reshaping for 2010.

My weekend? Let's see -

It began with a viewing of The Fantastic Mr. Fox alongside Jesse, Gaby, Kells, and Mike. It was, indeed, fantastic. The animation was adorable, along with the characters and the voices. George Clooney stars, but I was really captivated by Jason Schwartzman's turn as his son, Ash.

Jesse and I slept in on Saturday - like, REALLY slept in. It felt great after the hectic three weeks of work I've been having. We got up at around 1:30pm. Okay - wait, I got up at around 10am, took a shower, blowdried my hair, and then got back in back at noon until 1:30. It's really hard for me to stay asleep in the mornings these days!

We promptly went to brunch upon waking, only to be met with an hour wait that didn't get food into our stomachs until 3pm. The humanity!

Speaking of...probably my biggest guilty pleasure is huge-budge, special-effects-laden disaster movies. And 2012 came out this weekend and I simply HAD to see it. However, nobody would go to see the "crapfest" with me, so I was determined to see it by myself. I trudged in the rain to Manhattan from Brooklyn and found myself seated in the packed theater between two others seeing the movie solo. I tell you what: it didn't disappoint! It was like a rollercoaster of DOOM and DEATH and then quiet hope. Haha, nobody cares about that hope and the survival of the human race! The earth is crumbling around these characters you like and dislike! People die! It was amazing. But I can't do it justice like The Awl did - read the best review of the film HERE. It's entitled: "'2012' is Awesome and Haters Can Suck It" - the body just amazing as the title.

Afterwards, I headed to SoHo to meet up with some lovely ladyfriends - Kells, Amber, Tiffany, and Anabel - for some exquisite English cuisine and a gabfest. It also included some zoom-in shots of Willem Dafoe's neck-skin, as I had to google image-search the actor after someone divulged in a certain crush. These are the things we talk about...

Anyway, then Amber and Kells and I headed into Brooklyn to meet up with Jesse, Mike, James, and Adam and played UNO and darts. At a bar. Until around 3 in the morning. I am always at my loosest when in the presence of Amber and Kelly - you never know what I'm going to do or say, and sometimes I don't. As you may have already guessed, we slept in on Sunday as well.

But upon waking, I made Jesse what he termed, "the best breakfast sandwich I've ever had." I then congratulated myself on my burgeoning domesticity and we settled in for some football. I also called my father as it was his BIRTHDAY! Happy Birthday, Dad!!!

Erica and I made margaritas for the evening Colts v. Pats games with one of the wedding gifts Jesse and I recieved - a blender. I was very impressed by its power to get me tipsy.

On the football front, my six-week fantasy football winning streak has come to an end, as has Belichick's infallibility and that is all I can say about last night's game, as I am too bitter to linger on it long. Soon after that, I curled up in bed with book #48 (!!!) of the year. Progress report to come soon, along with another (longer) tale of domesticity.

How was your weekend?