the one where I take off my shoes

I knew these shoes were trouble when I purchased them at the last minute for the Jump Back Ball.

death to those strappy black shoes for a steal of $20
On Friday evening, it became very apparent that no matter how much I begged and pleaded with UPS to release my gold and black sparkly Nicole Miller Rent the Runway dress, they were going to hold it hostage and miss my delivery date for the event. I may or may have not held a small pity party for myself but quickly realized I had a beautiful David Meister back up dress and just needed a pair of heels to pull off my new look.

Little padding and a high heel = shoe-i-cide.

I found out just how truly uncomfortable the shoes were at hour four of wearing them and did the unthinkable inside the beautifully historic State Theater. I carefully peeled my shoes from my aching feet revealing two thick indents over my toes where the straps were and went barefoot for the rest of the night.

Yes, gasp all you want (I still am at myself) but oh how amazing my feet felt when they could breathe and function again. Also, for those ladies who are shaking their heads in disapproval of me, I even reinforced these shoes with gel inserts but without a platform toe, I was doomed from the start.

Still shaking my head at myself for this!


Aside from being THAT girl who was barefoot with friends dancing in front of the speakers to a remix of Baby One More Time, take a look through my iPhone's photos to see what my friends and I were up to for other portions of the 23rd annual Jump Back Ball: Shaken not Stirred.


Donna, Kelly, Lisa and Shibani; Carrie and Donna dancing with the band; vodka galore
Everyone wanted to rock the Pharrell's hat we brought, even the singer from Your Villian My Hero

Tara, Carrie, Donna and me; cocktails all around; Donna with the best prop of the night

Another February, another Jump Back Ball down for the books. If you missed out this year, keep your eyes peeled for the ticket kick off party next November because it may just sell out faster than 10 days for next year's event.


Disclaimer: As part of my partnership with PlayHouse Square for Jump Back Ball, I was contracted to write about the event how I see fit. Hat not included. Hair provided by Laine at Charles Scott Salon and Spa in Westlake - I absolutely loved the curly wrapped wave thing I had going on.

still not a skier

February is the time where most people will have officially given up on new years resolutions. If it's working out, you will likely notice your gym being a lot less full this month, especially after Valentine's Day.

Last year when I returned from my second annual Snowshoe vacation, I vowed that I would get on a pair of skis. 2014 would be the year I declared!

Bree, organizer extraordinaire Gretchen; dance party; a few straggling pudding shots 

Ummmmmmm I can add that a list of my failed resolutions for my third trip to Snowshoe. I was reallllllly close to saying "screw it" and sign up for lessons and literally hope I became instantly more athletic and ski all day with my friends.

Now that I joined reality again, I realized that taking a few lessons at Brandywine may make more sense instead of pretending to be anything representing some sort of junior high version of Picabo Street. And quite honestly, I would more than likely be like the kindergarten version of her instead of the 13-year-old version.

No kids were harmed in my attempts to snow tube. 

Every year brings new friends to the house, which can really mean anything when you spend 36 hours with with complete strangers. But one couple out did themselves (even with my addition of my delicious chocolate fireall and pistachio pudding shots) by bringing out the GoPro and setting up a Real World style confessional in the laundry room. Two nights, 24 people, two kegs, countless pudding shots and late night pizza.... I can't wait to see the edited version.

Make shift Real World confessional = best idea yet




coffee, art and films

Besides the beach, where I'm known to spend a considerable amount of my time in the summer, coffee shops, libraries and museums are a few of my other favorite spots where I love to spend a lazy afternoon any time of the year. Grab a book, a journal,  a coffee and you can literally get lost for a few hours.

As a kid, my grandma would take me to a local coffee shop where she would get an adult caffeinated option and I would choose a flavored hot chocolate, which was either amaretto or my favorite to this day, hazelnut. I vividly remember sitting at a window seat and being told over and over to "stop staring at the barista" who had a bright purple pixie cut. The chick had purple hair and to an eight-year-old, I was fascinated that one could dye their hair that color, seeing as purple was my favorite color at the time.

One of those coffee shops I frequent is Pour Cleveland on Euclid. It's part of the new 5th Street Arcades and located just around the corner from East 4th. My coffee of choice is a 6 oz espresso with almond milk and mocha. This is not Starbucks ladies and gentlemen - it is a flavorful, rich blend of espresso with hints of chocolate then you choose your additions or don't, depending on how you take your cup of coffee. (There is a whole detailed process that I watch barista (and owner) Charlie do when I'm there, but I can't articulate what he is actually doing other than making me a sinfully delicious beverage.)

Brewnuts, coffee, coffee and more coffee

I always intend to visit the Cleveland Museum of Art more often than I do, especially in the winter because there is something about wandering through the galleries while it's snowing that makes me feel artistic. Seriously, yes it sometimes can. With the addition of the Provenance Cafe, you can move your Sunday brunch ritual to the museum and browse a new gallery or get lost playing with Gallery One. It's this amazing exploration at your fingertips that keeps you wanting to stay longer and learn more with with connection wall.


Friends; croque madame, more croissants and coffee and mimosas galore

While at a bloggers brunch with friends, we were treated to brunch as well as one of the 90 films the museum shows throughout the year. Full disclosure - I had no idea the Art Museum showed movies throughout the year and it's one of the oldest museum film programs in the US. Just a little knowledge bomb for you there.

My friends and I saw Mademoiselle C - a film chronicling the French fashionista Carine Roitfeld making her first fashion magazine of her own.

It was a lovely afternoon indeed.


Disclosure: I was invited to attend the bloggers brunch with a movie in exchange for nothing, however, when you like something, you must tell all your friends about the experience.