I know, I know... (much to my husband's dismay) she's at the heart of Tiger scandal, but I can't get enough of her (or her leather jacket).  Much like Ashley Alexandra Dupree, I find myself fascinated by these women.  I kind of love her, affair or no affair.

If I could choose someone to write the soundtrack to my life, it would be Michael Buble.  I saw him in concert last year and I literally died.  Ok, not literally, but just about.  He is such a total dreamboat.

This video makes me terribly happy:

The Biggest Loser.

I've gone and gotten myself involved in a weight-loss competition.  It's not that I'm "fat," but ever since the honeymoon, I've been a little "softer" than I'd like to be.  As we sat at a bar in Tuscany and I polished off my fourth slice of pizza and sixth glass of wine and complained that my body would be shit by the time we got back to New York, my sweet husband cheered me on claiming "it's not like you've got to squeeze into a wedding dress anymore!"  (Meanwhile, on this trip he managed to lose 4 lbs.... WHO does that?  Someone with the most incredible metabolism I've ever seen, that's who.  His excuse was: "too much activity.")  But last week, after backing Mr. DD into a corner and forcing him to fess up he did indeed admit that he's noticed this weight gain, mostly around the "stomach and ass."  Yikes.

The most dangerous thing about said competition is that one of my competitors is my mother-in-law.  I had to be presumptious, but I'm pretty sure I've got this one in the bag.   Isn't it dangerous to beat your mother-in-law this early into a marriage?  Let's just say she didn't beg me to reconsider entering the contest or insist that if I lost one more pound I'd disappear... which she did say to another wanna-be competitor.  Anyway- I ate to my heart's content this weekend and narrowed down the pairs of jeans that I can comfortably wear from 12 to 2.  I weighed in on Monday and by Tuesday morning I was down a pound and a half!  Maybe it's "water weight," but whatever you call it, I'm gonna win this thing! 

Flannel's not dead.

You can be sure that I'm kicking myself for donating all of those flannel shirts from my mid-90's "grunge phase."  I'm betting there are some savvy thrift store shoppers happily donning the plaid flannels of my youth.  Sigh....

I've had to head out and pick up a bunch of new ones.  This time I'm opting for a more fitted version.  I am loving this look.

Jimmy, you will finally be mine.

Have you heard? The illustrious Jimmy Choo is releasing a line of totally fabulous, completely galmorous, true to the "real thing" shoes (and clothes and accessories and handhadbags) at H&M this week!  I am beside myself with excitement.  The shoes are amazing, but most importantly- affordable!  Most of the heels are just $129 and you can score the flats for under $70.  I think I've died and gone to heaven.

Friday eye candy

Sorry for the sporadic posting.  Things in my personal and professional life have been incredibly hectic these last few weeks.  I'm finally getting my head back above water, but blogging has clearly fallen by the wayside.
To top it all off, I'm helping throw my mother in law's surprise birthday party this weekend.  During a momentary lapse of judgment, I agreed to bake a cake for 25 people.  Never in my life have I undertaken such a task, and especially not for the woman who could Martha Stewart's long-lost twin sister.  Wish me luck.  The bar is high, my friends.
I will be back next week, with lots to talk about!

Until then, here's some to-die-for stuff from LittleWhiteDresser, my new favorite etsy shop.  It's based in Tel Aviv, and there are tons of great deals running right now!

Boo!

As I've mentioned... I love a costume.
I had the most fun on Saturday night all dressed up and traipsing through the city.  There was such an incredible energy.  Everyone was in costume and despite the rain, having the best time.

I was the one and only Rosie the Riveter that I saw all night and though most people didn't "get it" until I showed my guns, I think I may be Rosie every year from now on!  I think I was born in the wrong era...
Fake lashes:

A bright red lip:

 And a super cute outfit.....I loved every minute of it.