Alas, when left to my own summertime leisure devices (or any -time, for that matter), my tastes are admittedly a bit more, shall we say, pedestrian. Less "New York Times", more "US Weekly", if you will. That is to say, completely sketchy.
Having spent last summer engaged in the business of keeping a newborn and myself alive (which often seemed like mutually exclusive tasks), my leisure time was exclusively engaged in honing the art of napping. Oh, what a promiscuous napper - napper, I said; remove your minds from the gutter, pleaseandthankyou - I was, wantonly sleeping wherever & whenever I could.
Happily, this summer I find myself with a bit more sleep and time in which to get back to the business of the season. Though geography and mom duty prevent me from my beloved tradition of burning myself to a crisp by the ocean, other habits, such as my beachy reading, live on.
Here's what's on my summer 2011 bad habits list:
On the Pretty
Let me preface this by clarifying that, at this very moment, I'm engaged in my annual "Pride & Prejudice" re-read. No, really. Pinky swear.
But - after I finish with that actual capital "L" Literature, I'm moving on - or down - to these:
|Yes, young adult fiction (albeit by the Fug Girls) - because apparently I'm an adolescent both in maturity level & reading preference. (Photo Credit: Amazon)|
|I know, I know. But - pretty royal wedding pictures! Tabloid sludge! What's not to enjoy here? Photo credit: Amazon|
Because Pretty HQ is equipped with a wine fridge as befits a couple of card-carrying yuppies - who also belong to a wine club. Because that isn't First World privileged person behavior if I've ever heard of it.
Anywhoodle, as I learned over on the Waspy Redhead's lovely blog yesterday, I should probably be posting this sort of thing on "Wine Wednesdays"instead. Being timely isn't on my list of guilty pleasures, however, so I'm bringing you my summer favorite here:
Pacific Rim Columbia Valley Riesling, which I first learned of from reader, BFF & wine connoisseur, the International Woman of Mystery.
Here's what I know about wine, despite my yuppie credentials: (1) what I like and (2) what I don't like. So I won't bore you with "it has a note of this" blah blah & will leave it at this - it tastes expensive but isn't. Should run you $12-14 a bottle. Pairs well with trashy books. Speaking of...
In the Pretty Closet:
I finally did it. I Pippa'd:
at least one trashy book. Plus, it's a purchase largely inspired by (trashy, needless to say) celeb magazine reading, so this otherwise high class closet entry is getting a hall pass to guilty summer pleasureland in my checkbook.
Am I missing anything in this trashy book/wine/fashion trifecta?