Les Tours Eiffel
February 20th, 2008 @ 11:10 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
Update:
A few questions have popped up about Petite Paris, so here’s a mini FAQ:
Q: All the prices are yen, how do you know how much everything costs?
A: This is a sort of confusing thing about the site — Petite Paris has a lot of customers from Japan, so the prices are shown in Yen. But the site is based in Paris, so you can choose a view that shows you the prices in Euros. As an American customer, you will be charged in Euros. The current exchange rate is about 1 euro to USD$1.47.
Q: How long does shipping take?
A: I ordered 8 towers, and they arrived about 7 days after I ordered them. You can get shipping on an expedited basis as well, if you request it.
You Need These For Your Next Dinner Party
February 19th, 2008 @ 10:27 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
How genius are these?! “Pick Your Nose” party cups. I am totally in love with them. Who needs St. Louis crystal?
Spoon Sisters has them for $9.95 for a pack of 24.
PS: Spoon Sisters is run by some pretty awesome ladies. I had some trouble with shipping when I ordered at Christmastime, and was afraid I wouldn’t get my package on time. I shouldn’t have worried. When the Spoons heard about my problem, they put the package together that very day and hand-delivered it to my office!
Friday Shiny
February 15th, 2008 @ 3:34 pm by Mrs. Caterpillar
Living in NYC you see a lot of shiny things — the Empire State Building at night, the subway trains, the man in Times Square who paints himself silver and pretends to be a robot. And within two subway stops of my office, I have Tiffany & Co, De Beers, Harry Winston, Cartier, Bulgari, Van Cleef & Arpels and Graff. It’s kind of like living in the Pirates of the Carribean ride at Disneyland. Sometimes you’re almost blinded by all the shiny. But, you want to know something funny? For all the shiny NYC has, I swear New Orleans has about 100 times more! See, e.g. the selection of rings at M.S. Rau Antiques on Royal Street.
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Finally, The Feather Dress
February 14th, 2008 @ 3:06 pm by Mrs. Caterpillar
I’m sorry I’ve been such a tease with the feather dress! I just haven’t managed to find a photo of it that shows it full length. I must have spent the entirety of Eugenie’s wedding hiding behing pillars or something.
Back On The Crafting Horse
February 12th, 2008 @ 6:02 pm by Mrs. Caterpillar
Post-wedding, I experienced a level of craft burn-out never previously seen by humans. Maybe on another planet, there are aliens who have crafted enough flower petal cones and water bottle labels that the very sight of a glue stick gave them acid reflux, but I have not met them. Mr. Caterpillar would hide my issues of Domino and Martha Stewart, knowing that if I saw them I would start howling about my paper cut scars and how double-sided tape was created by the devil. It was not such a cheerful time.
I <3 Stacy Cross
February 12th, 2008 @ 11:40 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
Stacy Cross shot these gorgeous pictures at our cousin Eugenie’s wedding in Austin. I’m not going to lie, I LOVE them.
Austin — you are so lucky!
Camp Caterpillar Or Why Sterling Is Not So Scary
January 22nd, 2008 @ 11:35 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
During Mr. Caterpillar’s bachelor days, he lived like a . . . I would say bear, but bears don’t have closets filled with unplayable mixtapes from 1996 or drink out of jam jars, so I’m going to go with “hobo bear with a giant collection of unplayable mixtapes.” When we began to spend more time together, he went to Ikea and purchased two 98-cent glasses. One of those was for me. (If you know the horror of the Elizabeth, NJ Ikea on a weekend, you will know this was a sign of a great deep love.) I wasn’t complaining. I lived on Qdoba burritos, so most of my plates were made out of foil. We refer to those days as Camp Caterpillar.
Austin! Texas!
January 16th, 2008 @ 10:28 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
So, remember when I told you that Mr. Caterpillar and I were off to Texas for a wedding? I probably forgot to mention that we drove. To Texas! With the feather dress in the back and a roadfood guide up front. We survived! And actually had such a good time, we continued on to California. More on that later.
How gorgeous is this room?
Darling Cousin Eugenie is from Louisiana — can you tell from the moonlight southern garden centerpiece? Wrought iron fences topped with fleur de lys and those gorgeous ferns. Total genius.
We’re Going To Austin!
December 30th, 2007 @ 12:38 pm by Mrs. Caterpillar
Mr. Caterpillar and I are off to Austin for the wedding of Mr. Caterpillar’s darling cousin, the fabulous Eugenie. Fabulous Eugenie is marrying a Texan named Starr(!) in a nighttime, fancy dress, 500 guest extravaganza.What does one wear to a nighttime, fancy dress, 500 guest extravaganza in Texas? Feathers.
The Weight Of The World…
November 9th, 2007 @ 10:37 am by Mrs. Caterpillar
. . . is on your left ring finger.
Or at least that’s what it feels like sometimes. NYC can be a very competitive city, and it often seems like people have lost their minds when it comes to engagement rings. A friend of mine told me that her co-worker has taken out a personal loan to finance his fiancee’s ring because she wouldn’t take anything smaller than 2 carats. Someone else told me that she immediately and automatically scans the left ring finger of each woman she meets and compares her ring against theirs. And another woman told me that she’s totally ashamed of her ring because it’s a single carat, and everyone in the city seems to have a larger one.
And yet, it’s difficult not to get caught up in the madness. Even though a ring is clearly not a reflection of the relationship you have with your intended, outsiders use it as a proxy for all sorts of unrelated things. If you don’t have a diamond; if you don’t have a big diamond; if your diamond is too big; if your ring is from Harry Winston or the Diamond Hut, all of that is supposed to mean something. And it really . . . just doesn’t.
Maybe I’ll just wear a big sign on my forehead that says “Married” on it, and step outside of this entire thing.
Mrs. Caterpillar, New York/CA
Age and Occupation in 06: 28, Corporate Attorney to be
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 29, Musician
Engagement Date: March 9, 2006
Wedding Date: September, 2006
Venue: Rooster Point
About Me: I don't like Jeff Koons, mushy corn, or the unnecessary diacritical marks the New Yorker adds to words like cooperative. Also, I'm an obsessive compulsive when it comes to crafts. And not just the ordinary kind of obsessive compulsive who needs to have everything even and aligned. No. I've gilded the heads of pins to make sure they looked properly antique. Gilded them. Then coated them in german glass glitter. I am that crazy.
