V & LB in NYC

Two of my bestest college buddies, Laura and Vanessa (Vanessa of Wear Flats to Dinner!), came into town yesterday for the weekend. Unsurprisingly, we really hit the ground running upon their arrival. Within the first five minutes, we'd established who was who in the inevitable episode of 'Girls' the weekend was sure to become (me: Shoshanna. sigh.) and discussed at length Kristin's odd habit of storing nail polish in the refrigerator. Didn't you read this fun fact in a fashion magazine at age five too?! 

After much oh-my-gosh-we-are-reunited freak outs, it was off to dinner at Italian hot spot Forcella. Their claim-to-fame is a pizza with deep-fried dough. I know what you're thinking. Off-putting. But accept the sheer popularity of everything being turned into a fried version of itself these days, and you will realize the utter genius and deliciousness that is fried pizza dough.

After devouring every last crumb Forcella had to offer, it was of course time for dessert. Or two desserts, but who's counting? We stopped first at Butter Lane for cupcakes and then right next door for ice cream. But I only documented the Butter Lane excursion, so the second dessert doesn't actually count due to lack of incriminating evidence to prove we were even there. Who said anything about two desserts again? 

 

With sugar highs firmly in place, our only recourse was to dance it out so to Grey Lady we went.

Honestly, I am still just so gosh-darn excited to be reunited together in the N.Y.C., that there are really no words to accurately explain said excitement (shout out to key missing members Lisa and Alix!)... so instead I'll just let the photos speak for themselves. Or in some cases *ahem Laura* sign for themselves...

I'll leave you with a nice little sequence demonstrating Laura signing for us the song that's playing over the speakers.

We all took it very seriously. Especially Kristin.

Here's to more adventures today!
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A Ball Of A Time

The Blue Hill Troupe Ball. The one night a year where it's socially acceptable to act like a high-schooler and relive your Prom. Without all the awkward photo poses and untimely zits! Yes, we're talking a full-on black tie affair; tuxes, cumberbunds, cuff links, floor-length gowns, and sparkly jewels dripping from every ear, neck and wrist. Ok, so maybe more Oscars than Prom. But a good time either way!

For those unfamiliar with The Blue Hill Troupe, it's a fantastic theater organization here in New York City that produces two Broadway musicals annually with all proceeds benefiting charity. The group is made up entirely of volunteer members--regular folks with 9-5 jobs who donate their time (mostly on weekends) to build, sew, drill, stitch, hammer, sing, and dance each show to life every Fall and Spring. A truly great group of people! As a member since 2008, I've met some wonderful friends in the Troupe and while I'm not as active in it as I once was, when February rolls around any Trouper worth their salt does not miss the Ball.

So last Saturday, Kevin and I squeezed into our very best duds and headed out to the fancy-shmancy Yale Club to dance the night away... 

We look like we went to Yale, right?

 

By the end, the heels were long gone, but that didn't stop my stocking'd feet. The sign of a good night!

 

We definitely did not take enough photos throughout the night--of the Yale Club, or the dessert bar, or the fancy outfits, or anything really (too busy dancing!), but there's always next year. Note to self for 2014: bring a real camera!

P.S. If you're in New York and want to check out the Troupe's spring show, Gilbert & Sullivan's The Mikado, buy tickets here!
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