Lasso the moon

George Bailey: What is it you want, Mary? What do you want? You want the moon? Just say the word and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down. Hey. That's a pretty good idea. I'll give you the moon, Mary.
Mary: I'll take it. Then what?
George Bailey: Well, then you can swallow it, and it'll all dissolve, see... and the moonbeams would shoot out of your fingers and your toes and the ends of your hair... am I talking too much?

The Alabama Theatre is showing one of my favorite movies of all time. It's on tomorrow night, too, if you can't catch it tonight:)

Holiday bling

Thank you, Ashlyn (also the deb pictured below), for giving me a heads up about a new addition to the Summit. Charming Charlies is a Private Gallery/Turquoise-esque store all wrapped into one, offered me a cheap solution to my formal jewlery shopping I have needed for Debutante Ball season.

I got this little dazzler for only $15.

Perfection in a size 8

Who cares WHAT your dress looks like when you have these little numbers on your feet.

I like to think there is a little nerd in us all....

So, in my attempt to procrastinate from implementing the 14 pages of edits and suggestions my teacher has given me for my senior thesis, I went Christmas shopping. At Anthropologie.

Do you ever wish you could be incredibly impractical and ask for books as your only gifts for Christmas? Or is that just reserved for us nerdy journalism students?

Well, I nearly hyperventilated when I spotted this little number on the shelf next to the costume jewelry. Tachen's New York offers an insider's guide to New York's best restaurants, hotels, and my favorite--shops. The book even includes a pocket-sized map of Manhattan.

So, if I ever make it to New York, you all know the perfect going away present for me:)

Anthropologie's website also offers beautiful Penguin clothbound versions of classics such as Pride and Prejudice and Jane Eyre. Perfect Christmas gifts for the bookworm.

Ants in my pants

I now truly understand where the phrase "ants in your pants" began.

I am antsy. Un-settled. Excited. Un-focused.

But I can't be any of these things. I have a week to go until I will be finished with:

my senior thesis.

four finals.

my internship at Southern Living

the first semester of my last year of college

I am trying...really trying to stay on top of it, but with my inbox daily flooded with shiny holiday accessories, such as Kate Spade's "Top 20 Ways to Make Merry;" or Madewell's Cascading stone necklace, perfect for a holiday cocktail party; or Anthropologie's perfectly crafted shabby chic ornaments, it gets a bit difficult to concentrate.

Seven more days until I move home curl up in my sweatpants with a cup of steaming coffee with hazelnut creamer and begin to help my Mom finish up the Christmas decorating.

Countdown begins...now.