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OOTD: Green, Pink, Manolo & not very work appropriate

Yesterday it poured rain. Poured. But it was relatively warm. This meant I couldn’t resist wearing an outfit that made me think of Spring and not having to wear a coat was nice too.

I got this dress in early Fall of last year at Anthropologie. I deeply regret not buying it in the other colors it was offered in. I like the draping. I like the color. The green is lovely and almost grass like. It’s not an obnoxious, neon green that many companies think is appropriate to sell. Neon green isn’t appropriate in my world.

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The issue with the dress is that it’s figure hugging. Not in a ridiculous, hooker kind of way. But I wouldn’t normally wear this making calls. I ended up only making one call yesterday and doing more computer work before I met Amy at Seasons 52 for lunch. Lunch was enjoyable but I think I talked her head off.

Ponytail of shame due to the rain. But I love the neckline.

Ponytail of shame due to the rain. But I love the neckline.

The jean jacket I got a the J.Crew outlet in Destin a few years a go. The nude shoes are Manolo Blahnik via eBay. See a pattern here regarding designer and eBay? And the scarf is old J.Crew. It’s the perfect shade of bubble gum pink.

green w: scarf

In other not work appropriate photos outfits. Is it to much to ask to be almost 35 and want to bit swimsuit model fit? I don’t really think so. I love Gwyneth but I have this thing that if I’ve got a wannabe goal model type person she has to have dark, brown hair.

Hence, Julia who is Mohammed’s girlfriend on Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. Lord, just airbrush me like her.

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The Weekend – I can still be shocked

This weekend was a busy one. I had class on Saturday morning at 8 AM. Ran through my cleaning list yesterday morning so that I would be able to watch the Falcons game. Meh, to the Falcons. Yay, the smell of bleach and Pine Sol.

Two events happened between Friday and Saturday that I found incredibly shocking even though in the grand scheme of life they are small. The first I posted a picture of on Instagram and honestly, I feel like I have to tell the story so you won’t think that’s a normal Friday night for me anymore.

On Friday, I had been making calls and then came home because I had two chapters to read for Saturday’s class. B called and was going over a list of things with me and I mentioned I wanted to go out for A DRINK. TWO MAX. Famous last words, right? When he finally got home we went over to the local dive bar. The only reason we frequent this place is because its the only place to go near the neighborhood that is close. We met up with some other attorney friends of B’s who also made the unfortunate decision to live in this area of town.

I was sitting there going why is place so incredibly packed. There was one waitress for a large bar of people. Even the cook was running food and drinks. It was ridiculous. Turns out there was going to be a large, birthday party for three women taking place that night. One of the women works part time at the bar as a bartender to help pay for extras for her kids.

The place was getting more and more rowdy. This makes me nervous when places start to get a bit to crazy. The bar was running a karaoke night as well. So you can only imagine what this was like. At one point I looked up from my conversation to see this starting.

Stripper

I thought maybe it was a drunk patron trying to be funny. But no. It was the real thing. A male stripper. I just about died. I couldn’t stop covering my eyes then looking up then covering my eyes again. Everyone at our table kept asking me why I had never seen a male stripper before. Hadn’t I ever been to bachelorette party? No, my friends and I did not have male strippers at our bachelorette parties. No, I’ve never been to the Coronet Club. No, I don’t find this attractive.

THE GUY TOOK IT ALL THE WAY DOWN. It was just like that Channing Tatum movie. Except not. He had tribal tattoos. Nasty.

There I was standing in my Elie Tahari dress and sweater surrounded by women in suburban club attire, dying. Truly, dying. I took a shower as soon as I got home.

Here’s what I learned from all this. Anything can happen in your local dive and yes, even I can still be shocked every once in awhile. My mind goes down many wrong places and this event made me wonder if the bar needed to have the food inspector called anonymously.

My next small thing involves my car. I drive a Toyota Prius. It has consistently had a left tail light issue since I’ve owned it. The light always goes out. I’ve had several discussions with the Toyota dealership about this issue. Diagnostics have been run, nothing has been found to be wrong. My favorite part of this issue through the years is being told that the replacement lights are anywhere from $75-$200 depending on who I talked too. I was also told that it wasn’t a light that could be easily changed by myself or a husband/boyfriend/fiance. I was told multiple times that a service person needed to change it. I was able to talk these people into not charging me a few times but this minor issues has always turned into a “smile big/wearing something low cut” issue.

I guess, my own personal bad habit of throwing money at the problem in the past I took these people at these people at their word. I would not do something stupid like this now. My attitude now is I will find a solution and fix it myself. Cars can be tricky though. I don’t know much about them and just didn’t think. Instead, I had kept the old, useless mindset.

I had mentioned this issue to B who said he thought I was being lied too and he would do some research. Turns out changing that tail light is similar to changing a light bulb in a lamp. The tail light also cost $4.95 at an auto parts store.

It really annoyed me that I had gotten taken in the past. I had gotten taken that bad but I had spent a lot of time and effort trying not to get taken and talk my way out of a car dealerships BS. When all I needed to do is Google. Just like I do everything else. Research and find a solution to the problem.

Lessons learned.

Cocktail Culture – Strawberry Lemonade Martinis

The other night I skipped JLA after work and decided it would be a good idea to go to the restaurant downstairs and drink strawberry lemon drop martinis instead. I love these girly drinks. They taste very fresh and fun. Not cheesy and fake like they sound. The drinks are very potent and not for the faint of heart.

I was looking around online to see if I could find any similar recipes for cocktail recipe box. This one looks to be somewhat similar. It has the fresh fruit in it like the one in the restaurant.

Strawberry Lemonade…Plus Vodka…Plus Basil

Ingredients
1 heaping cup strawberries, chopped
1 cup water
¾ cup sugar
2 packets Stevia (This is my way of reducing the sugar a bit. If you prefer, use a whole cup of sugar and omit the Stevia.)
1 cup fresh squeezed lemon juice, about 6 lemons
3 more cups water
Instructions
Combine strawberries, water, sugar, and (if using) Stevia in a medium saucepan.
Bring mixture to a boil.
Reduce heat and simmer for about 5 minutes. Stir occasionally and use a wooden spoon to mash up the strawberries and release their juice. Set aside.
Combine lemon juice and 3 cups of water in a pitcher.
Strain the strawberry syrup mixture through a fine mesh strainer.
Add strawberry syrup to the lemonade and chill for at least 30 minutes. Serve over ice.

Credit here.

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Definitely give this a try if you are looking for something fruity and refreshing.

Play Date with my Sister

Last Friday I had scheduled to go to lunch and Pure Barre with my sister. But I had an emergency with work and ended up only being able to go to lunch and Hobby Lobby. Neither of us had ever been exposed to the joys of Hobby Lobby till the past couple of weeks and now we are OBSESSED. Like want to roll around in glitter and tie giant bows around ourselves love it.

We are both in suburbs more often than not now, so the restaurant options are limited. But there is a really good Greek dive near the house that I enjoy and she loved too.

Spanakopita FTW

Then it was off to Hobby Lobby and contemplating wrapping paper and glue guns.

I found this ridiculous mirror. It would be so fun in a certain tween’s bedroom don’t you think?

Slightly over the top and tacky but the Dolly Parton in me loves it.

I’m wearing a J.Crew skirt that I had taken in to fit. I’m sure you’ve seen it everywhere and I wear it all the time. If you wanted your own here is a Factory option available on eBay.

The Hobby Lobby purchases were wrapping paper and bows to wrap presents for B’s twin nieces and his brother.

So cute. Nothing better than a Tiffany bow to finish off a gift.

I think the birthday tags are to cute.

I still worked sparkle into the bow for this guy’s gift.

It was so fun giving the gifts. Honestly, I think they liked the wrapping better than what was inside the boxes.

We had so much fun during those couple of hours. We are going to Pure Barre together on Friday and then lunch at our Mom’s so definitely looking forward to another adult playdate.

Daytrippin’ – Cash and Carry at the America’s Mart

My future MIL called me the other day and asked if I wanted to go spend the day at the cash and carry show at the America’s Mart downtown. I was first like, um that would be fiscally irresponsible. And then I changed my mind to it would fiscally irresponsible re: Christmas presents not to go. So I took the day off and headed downtown at yesterday morning.

I was rather excited about going because it had been approximately ten years since I had been in the Mart. I’ve never got to make any purchases in the past. My experiences were working in a showroom during an off-time doing visuals or attending regional meetings for a former employer. Or when I used to travel for work a lot I would get stuck on MARTA with show attendees crushing my ribs on the way to their respective hotels. But I digress.

It was rather crazy. I looked at a lot of the name tags to see where people were coming from. Lots of Middle Georgia or just over the line in Alabama or South Carolina. My future MIL has been going to these events for thirty years because of her different side businesses and originally a large store she used to own in Buford.

I was able to get some Christmas gifts for family members and for B’s daughters. I was looking for bang for my buck type items. I spent just under $150 on some really great deals that I’m quite pleased about and can’t wait to go to Hobby Lobby and pick out my gift wrap color scheme for the year.

But I wanted to show you some of the madness through grainy, wobbly iPhone pics. There was plenty of junk that I didn’t partake in. No need to buy crap.

Loads and loads of what I would think of as disposable watches. Large faces with lots sparkle.

Some of the larger options looked rather good. And uber cheap.

Smocked Holiday clothes for all the little girls in the South

There were some really nice options in this sea of silver.

These entertaining items were going like hot cakes.

We shopped for other people till we just about dropped. There were quite a few food vendors with dip mixes, jellies, bbq sauces, etc. to buy. I think I tasted everything there was to taste. I thought this was reasonable since I hadn’t eaten any breakfast.

We did walk up a couple of blocks to Rays in the City to meet B for lunch. Then this happened.

Iceberg lettuce and bleu cheese. I’m the picture of health.

After lunch we went back to the Mart, got of our things out of holding and into my car. Then we went to some other floors that had a few showrooms open. The highlight was going in the vendor who sells Elizabeth McKay. It was all I could do to not buy ALL THE SAMPLES. Truly, heart breaking to leaving with nothing. But I got to see the summer things and died over all of it.

MIL goes to all the shows so its now on my calendar to spend a couple of days downtown with her during the January show. I was spinning my wheels yesterday going is there anything I can sell in this economy because OMG, THIS IS SO FREAKING FUN!!!!

But you know what I won’t be selling? These.

Bubble necklaces for everyone!

I ordered this while looking for that.

It has been a real, freakin’ week from hell if I do say so myself. Remaining positive though. Mercury is coming out of retrograde and things should be getting better. And I think I actually came out on top this week despite everything.

Like I said I ordered this while looking for that. Now me and Rachel Zoe can be friends. Sort of. I think I need the black nail polish too.

My plans got cancelled for tonight so I made new plans. King Britt is in town and I have a table reservation. Yay! And seriously, I might regret saying this, but I am so in the mood to RAGE this weekend. Despite everything I have to do.

That is the kind of week it has been.

I did pick up a new skort from Mint Julep with my 30% off coupon for the anniversary sale. I don’t think Lilly goes with black nails though.

Have a lovely Super Bowl weekend. Let me know if you have one of these at your party.

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Ingredients:

The Field:
1 Pound of Guacamole
15 Oz. Queso Dip For The Steelers End Zone
15 Oz. Salsa For The Cardinals End Zone
2 Oz. Sour Cream for the Field Lines

The Players:
15 Vienna Sausages
Helmets – 3 Oz. Sharp Cheddar Cheese

The Goal Posts:
1 Slim Jim for Each Goal Post
1 Oz. Monterey Jack Cheddar To Anchor (each)

The Stands:
58 Twinkies
1 Pound of Bacon
1 Bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos
1 Bag of Cheetos
1 Bag of Corn Tortilla Chips
1 Bag of Chex Mix

The Blimp:
20 Oz. Football-Shaped Summer Sausage (optional) (on second thought, no, this isn’t optional. Go buy one.)

TOTAL CALORIES: 24,375
TOTAL GRAMS OF FAT: 1,285
TOTAL COST: $86.47
TOTAL DELICIOUSNESS: 1 Billion trillion dude. One billion trillion.

VIA: Holy Taco

Benefit – John Henderson

As many of you in Atlanta know, John Henderson was shot and killed execution style on January 7. He was killed by thieves who broke into The Standard where John was a bartender and closing up for the night.

On Wednesday, January 28, 2009 there will be a Dine Out to Increase the Crime Stoppers Reward for the arrest of the assailants.

If you would like to make a private donation visit Crimestoppers.

Click here for a list of participating restaurants.

What’s Up? Bullet Points

* I am obsessed with the Greek salad from Panera. Except I bring my own diced tomatoes instead of their tomato wedges. It’s a quirk. I hate wedges.

* So Team Lynne and Team Gretchen on RHOC. Vicky has just turned mean.

* I double booked myself. So I am going to the mountains next Friday but I have to come back on Saturday because I have a benefit to go too.

* Someone needs to teach me how to do my hair like Olivia’s on The City. (Don’t hate. I like it and want it.)

* I have dropped almost another minute of my mile time.

* My new (kind of old) favorite thing is to go to nice restaurants but sit at the bar and have cocktails and an appetizer. I have been doing this a lot lately. I get to go out, but it is much more budget friendly.

* New favorite place: Il Mulino. So amazing.

* If I am shopping anywhere it is only at local stores. Sandpiper, Tulipano and Luna.

* Picked up the 7-1/4 quart Le Creuset pot in red. FINALLY. After all these years. Making short ribs this weekend.

* At 30 years old I have had to go on Fiber supplements. Despite eating fruit and salad every day. That pesky lack of gallbladder strikes again.

* Spending all day on Sunday helping with next weeks benefit. At least, I don’t have to work the benefit.

* Totally and completely obsessed with spin class. Spin class is my new crack.

* So over people who disrespect past President’s and National Events.

Going Out In The Atl- True Story

I have been roaming around Atlanta at different bars and a party. All night. Sober.

Party hopping sober really puts things in a different perspective.

One example. My friend is a DJ and works at a bar in the Highlands on Friday and Saturday nights on top of his Mon-Fri job working IT. This bar has gotten somewhat of a following. Drinks are priced well, relatively good music and dancing in the Highlands. And if you know the Highlands, there is no dancing in the Highlands. This is the only place. It is like the old Buckhead tried to revive itself in this bar. (GAG). Anyhoo, I had to park the car and run thru the rain to get into this place tonight. Not worth it. When I got inside it was packed. So packed that it was uncomfortable. I think if I had been drinking it would have been fine, but I wasn’t so I was hot and miserable.

As I watched the crowd my gaze focused on the girls that were dancing slutty, only hot thru beer goggles girls. This of course made for great entertainment in my mind. Remember I am only there because of my friend. So I am watching, watching, watching. And laughing, laughing, laughing. Then the best part happened.

The Beyonce song “Put A Ring On It” begins to play. And this little bar goes nuts. (Gag x2) These girls are jumping up and down, trying to dance, be hot, etc. Not so much. One girl in particular took it to a new level. She knew the words and the dance from the video. And she was recreating this in the bar. Hips shaking, arms waving. You get the picture.

My concern of that day is that young ladies know this is not hot. Not appropriate. It is ridiculous. Don’t recreate videos on the dance floor. Shake your ass all night long, but Beyonce you are not.

Thoughts on Emails for Events

Everytime I get an email for an event and it says somewhere in it “attracting the Elite of Atlanta” I always delete the email.

1) Because that phrase is stupid and pretentious.

and

2) Because every time I hear that phrase all I can think about is the Real Housewives of Atlanta.

And I am neither 1 or 2. Nor am I a trainwreck.

Happy Tuesday!