The Ideal Spring Dinner Party

So I'm on the twitter. But I can't figure out how to add it to my blog. Everytime I try, I hit a wall. Which is why I think I need to marry a big nerd. So he can just swoop in and fix my life (all aspects would be nice but just internet-wise is more than sufficient). ANYWAY, I was browsing through my friends and I saw this from my old pal, Martha Stewart:

A direct link to photos of the dinner party at my house http://bit.ly/1NosPy

How could I resist? And the first photo was stunning. (See above)




Suffice it to say: My table has NEVER looked like that. And my next party is late-20's themed, so it still won't. But my GOD, what I could do with a staff of 150.

Loving Martha

So in my nasal haze, I have been perusing the internets for happy diversions for my brain. Tonight, I have been obsessed with Martha Stewart's goodbye to Turkey Hill.
I used to watch Martha's show when it first premiered in the early 90's with my grandmother. We just adored the way she hearkened back to another era, namely my grandmother's youth. Whatever people said about Martha, I always thought, "But the things she makes and shows you how to do: so brilliant." Whether or not she was a bitch to people behind-the-scenes ,we could never know, but to show people how to do something authentically, like make a terrarium? I appreciate that. I might never make that terrarium, but I appreciate that Martha is instructing me in case I ever do. (Hey- it might happen).

I think my feelings about Martha are much like Amy Sedaris'feelings about Martha: genuine admiration and affection, but i realize she's waaaaay different from me. And I love her for it.