Archive for August 2014

Boozy Tuesday, Vol. 5

August has finally arrived, signally the slow + ever so sad decline of summer.  So as the first Tuesday of this new month rolls around, let’s celebrate rather than sulk, with a custom cocktail and the appropriate accoutrements.

Thirty-one dreamy days of this summer month lie ahead (or did, at the start).  Originally, the month was intended to have only thirty days.  It all traces back to the creation of the calendar by the ancient Romans, which is where today’s drink finds its inspiration.  Julius Caesar’s grandnephew, Augustus, who defeated Marc Antony + Cleopatra to reign as Roman Emperor, is where the month finds its name.  The reason for adding a thirty-first day (and no, not for one last beachside bender)?  So that the ruler’s greatness was not consider lesser than Caesar’s, for which July finds its name.

And with that, the most new knowledge manageable for our mind, we drink (so that we can aptly forget it all).

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BXEGWT Rome at Night with St. Peter's Cathedral and Ponte Sant'Angelo

When in Rome.

Images via katieandthekitchendoor, freepeople, hotelrome.  Recipe from katieandthekitchendoor.

 

Blank White Canvas

 

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“Your mind is the canvas upon which you are the artist. What will you paint on your canvas today? Will you draw a stick figure or create a masterpiece…?” 

James A. Murphy

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A classic white tee is like an artist’s blank canvas; unaltered, unassuming, unlimited.  It’s possibilities are endless, and in such simplicity, so much can be said.

Images via deviantart, pinterest, tumblr, airows.

Hang Ten

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Nothing beats an afternoon snooze.  I don’t care how old you are, naps are a non-negotiable, a treasure of the most tantalizing type, pure heaven on earth.  Unfortunately, they’re a rare treat for most.  Time rarely permits a delectable midday doze and even if, by chance it does, something always seems to appear more pressing.  But on that occasion when you can squeeze in a catnap, wouldn’t it be absolutely amazing to do it in one of these?

 A lack of space might confine any hammock hankerings to the imagination, it doesn’t hurt to dream…

Images via planetblue, casavogue, bucca651, want2lol.