I later learned via Google that Resurrection is a Prabal Gurung polish. It's a beautiful, moody sort of slate blue. Application and formula were flawless, and this is two coats plus NYC GCS. My fancy camera's battery died in the middle of taking pictures of this one, so I had to make due with my iPhone camera because I just wanted to get it done. Regardless, the photos are decently color accurate. As you can see, it does dry on the nail a bit darker than it appears in the bottle. I put this one on my toes, too. I'm really glad I bought it. It reminds me of those it's-about-to-rain April skies, so it really is perfect for springtime.
This past week I had some bright spots. The biggest one came on Tuesday when my boss took me out for a night on the lower east side. I have been talking to her a little about how unhappy I've been, how I miss Ben, how I'm poor, etc etc, and she planned a night to cheer me up, which was incredibly thoughtful. We went for drinks at a sake bar after work (I had [almost] THE BEST Bloody Mary there--my dad, of course, makes the best ones). Also that day it got up to like 80 degrees in the city, so walking around without my coat and with bare legs was awesome. She also took me to Economy Candy, where I got a bulk bag of Sour Patch Kids (that is something that always brightens my day--favorite ever candy). She got us reservations at Mission Chinese, which was named one of the 10 hottest restaurants IN THE WORLD by Zagat, so it was kind of a big deal that I got to go.
The food was phenomenal. The company was great. The conversation was lovely. I laughed and drank and ate and ate and ate. And also, NBD, but we ate dinner next to Anne Burrell. Mission Chinese has less than twenty tables in it and there she was, chilling with who I assume was her partner. Cue awkward picture:
Although it was dark in there and sort of blurry, it was definitely her. Trust. And she raved about the food to the waiter, so I guess, aside from my own taste buds, that's how we REALLY KNOW that Mission Chinese is the awesome.
The next morning I was returning something to the New York Public Library and had a really nice stroll down 5th. It was 70 degrees and sunny. It was a small joy.
flowers on 5th with the perpetual backdrop of cabs, cabs, cabs
And last night I saw a little girl and her dad with a huge bunch of balloons on the subway. Which was just cute.
So, this week had its moments for sure. It also had its stressful moments. I'm going to be bummed out all day today because it's my anniversary with Ben. It's our anniversary and we can't see each other. And we probably won't really be able to talk to each other. He's still working out of town and can't really talk during the day, so our communication is staggered at best and non-existent at worst. Missing him is so much worse when I can't even say hey how's your day and expect a response within an hour. Of course that isn't his fault. It's just a shitty reality right now. At least we'll have many more anniversaries to come. The date will change, I suppose. We're planning on getting married in September (of 2014). But maybe we'll always celebrate April 12 as the day he and I became us.
This is probably my favorite picture of us even though it's grainy and Facetime-y (hey look, there's my forehead; long time no see). It's from the beginning of last July when we went to a wedding together. The memory of this moment is vivid for me. Right after we took this picture they started playing Kiss From A Rose and he sang it to me. And I laughed and kissed him. And I was so happy in a way that I had never been before.
Anyway, today will definitely be a struggle. But all I can do is get through it.