Yello Jess,

The once fleshy pink beds of my nails are now beet red from excessive contact with grenadine and borderline frostbite. Workcoldworkcoldworkcoldbrainnumb.... remember when we went sledding and I thought that maybe my fingers would break off into frozen ice crystals?

My roommates/NY family just moved around our kitchen and it's starting to look like a real kitchen and not a dumping ground in a freegan squatter hut.  The only thing that really needs help is the lighting, so I've been dreaming up a way to make everyone look like they have slept for a solid 8 hours after having an avocado honey facial in Bali.

Crystal Magic:

(Tom Dixon)

Simple and clear:

(ClassiCon)

Post-lottery investment:

(droog)

The "speak-easy" lighting is a bit overdone, but I'd still drink a bartender's choice muddled egg white and gin based $15 cocktail under this thing:

(Anthropologie)

And for my winter cabin:

(Meyda Tiffany)

and I will sell all of my worldly possessions and stocks and bonds and rubies and hang this from a snow cloud outdoors because I will be homeless and not care because my dream of owning a crystal chandelier will finally be fulfilled:

(Schonbek)

Let's hang before I jump on a plane to Hawaii and never want to come back? 

Love you, lil warner.

xo,

Yas