Showing posts with label adventures in allison's weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label adventures in allison's weekend. Show all posts

how you celebrate july 4th

Cleveland has finally welcomed the real summer season to town.

No more playing around with 65 degree days followed by inches of rain. Nope. See ya later spring!

We kicked things into high gear for America's 238th birthday with 78 degrees, sun and with a slight breeze and celebrated on one of the best islands I can think of that's driving distance from Cleveland -  Put-in--freaking-Bay.

The rules of how you do Put-In-Bay.

Start off with some very colorful and inappropriate friends and family then pile 21 of them into a house. (Also, allow your friends to crash the weekend (that's me!))


The more props the better - penis aprons, temporary tattoos and lobster rafts are great additions.

Wear touristy outfits complete with bedazzled visors and island branded gear.


That visor though.....
Add in some island fun and bar hop in preparation of July 4th festivities and drink plenty of water. (Let's be real here - we can't drink like we are 25 even though some of us still think we can. We can't. That ship has sailed so throw in more H20 and you'll be good to go all day long.)


these strawberry margaritas are serious business

Do get a fabulous spot to watch the fireworks.

Hey 'Merica!

Snap photos galore. After all, we are making memories here people! And, every group needs a motto for the weekend because that's what you JUST do. Ours was a very popular tune by the one and only Rihanna  and it was "Bitch better have my money." Fitting, am I right?

Party time. 


And as our group repeated over and over, "if you can't have fun, get off the island!"


Sunday funday at the museum

I'm down to read and watch anything about fashion any time of the day. Mention a book? I'll grab it. Tell me about a new blog? I'll read it.

I absolutely treasure my time with my fashion magazines each month. I've narrowed mine down to two each month with Harper's Bazaar and Lucky and supplement any more inspiration with Refinery29, the Glitter Guide and all the serious fashionistas on Instagram. I can't get enough of your street style with booties, sneakers, ripped/leather jeans and oversized faux fur jackets. You are SPEAKING my language.

Enter Sunday. A quiet afternoon spent with my mom while we watched "Advanced Style" based on the amazing blog from Ari where he photographs fabulous women from 62 to 95. In the beginning of the movie, Ari shares that he was closest with his late grandmother and always been captivated by older women's style from a young age. So, this blog is a living journal of women all around the world  who have exquisite style.

Look how awesome she is!
rings, necklaces and glamour all at the ripe age of 70 and 90!

These women rock.

They are fierce and fearless in the way they approach everything from life to fashion.

My favorite story was that of Ilona Smithkin who is the petite redhead pictured above who is an artist and a lover of making her OWN eyelashes out of her own HAIR! Yes, she does that! She cuts some of her and makes them her eyelashes that are so long and feathery. How can you NOT fall in love with that little lady!


Mother and daughter day out



the city was on fire and then it snowed

Two big things happened in Cleveland last week.

1) Lebron came back. Downtown Cleveland prepared a homecoming fit for a king with celebrities galore but Canada - you can seriously keep the Bieber and his Pharrell like hat he decided to wear to the game.

Downtown was electric all Thursday as ESPN set up the stage right outside my apartment early that morning. My friend compared the amount of people to that of St. Patrick's Day only flip the colors to wine and gold because that's how many people were piled into the 3 block radius of the Q.


The city, the star's new banner and us sending a picture to a very jealous friend


Those Loudville seats aren't that bad.


2) There were snowflakes. Now maybe they weren't quite full fledged snowflakes but it was so flipping cold Saturday morning as my friend and I ran the Bernie Shuffle. Two years ago, we ran the Reindeer Race which was cold but completely expected as it was in DECEMBER. On Friday, there was a very serious text exchange between us where I was trying to get her to bail but she convinced me to just run it with her. As we walked the whole mile to the race start, I'm pretty sure we were laughing the whole entire way as we were soaked by the misting rain and almost blown away by the wind. Did it stop the race from happening? No way. Don't even think about. Everyone came out in their best Browns gear but my fingers were too cold to snap that many photos of the brown and orange tutus, suits and other awesome outfits.

We ran the whole 5K as we dodged puddles through the streets of Cleveland made it to the end where the finish line never looked so good for that short of a race.

The best part? The medal! It is the most amazing sparkly brown and orange "B" that I plan to wear to every Browns game moving forward. And the second best thing - a photo bomb with of my friend on Bernie Kosar.


Erin getting her photo with "Bernie"


Before the race; we need the ghostbusters, and the most amazing medals you have ever seen

the time I didn't spill anything on my all white outfit

Summer has quickly rushed in for me and most of my 12 weeks has been planned out pretty well from here on out.

It's funny how that works out. Between Cleveland outdoor events, weekly volleyball games and planned vacations and out of town weekends,  I have quite the amazing summer planned with friends over the next two months.


Friday: the first MIX of the summer
In the last two years, I have been exposed to more interesting movies, people and events at the Cleveland Museum of Art than I would have ever thought possible. I've been to the museum four times in the past six months for a movie viewing, MIX event, Mother's day and now MIX this past weekend.

Only this time, my friends and I seemed to miss the actual MIX event because we were too busy enjoying our meals within Provenance and the amazing cocktail list to join the rest of the party. I suppose we can make up for it at Solstice in just two weeks.....

On the upside, my all white outfit won against all food, dessert and alcohol consumed for the night, which was partly because I sipped only white or clear cocktails to increase my odds of winning against impossible odds.


moscow mule and lavender french cocktails and strawberry shortcake


Finally, I stand out from the decorations.


Saturday: a preview of The Shoreway Lofts and Yellowcake Shop designs
If you commute east on the shoreway, you have seen the huge sign that says "Shoreway Lofts" hanging up for the past 6 months. While most of the units are already rented (only 6 left), guests were given a tour of a model unit as well as an up close and personal seat to Valerie Mayen's latest work and great taste in music as models and mini models strutted down the runway with fun and fresh dresses in colorful and some even with giraffes on them. Who doesn't love a fun print?!?


Carnaval runway set and ready to start.


Obviously I was a fan of the candy table


Added my new favorite J'adore necklace to my jewelry collection from Oceanne


Sunday: a 57th birthday celebration
My mom invented the birthday week for us as kids so it's only fitting she take one herself. I don't know if she actually called it a "birthday week" when we were kids but there was always a tremendous celebration around our birthdays that typically consisted of two parties, which meant we had the option of choosing two cake designs.

This year, my mom wanted a Sunday Funday with her family on what was supposed to be a sunny day but the weather gods had different plans for the forecast on Sunday. Lots of rain to sprinkling rain to simply overcast for my mom's Sunday Funday but it's about the people you are with, right????? My mom also realized that this year was her ACTUAL 57th birthday. Last year, she thought she was celebrating her 57th birthday but after two glasses of wine of her calculations not quite adding up to the age she said she was turning, we did the math for her and corrected her birthday celebration seeing as she was actually ONLY 56 in 2013.

My mom, you have to love her and her crazy ways!



"Allison, isn't this a nice bow? Look how nice Matt wrapped the gift!"


Disclosure: I was provided a discounted dinner to dine at Provenance and free tickets to the Shoreway Lofts events. I was planning on attending both events without the discount. 

the start of summer

Ahhh, Memorial Day.

The unofficial start of summer.

As Clevelanders, our Memorial Day weekends can be a mix of several weather elements - rain, cloudy, 50 degrees or 80+ degrees, as we all got to experience this weekend. After the insanely  long winter filled with polar vortex after polar vortex, I was ridiculously happy to soak in all the sun rays and be outside from afternoon to night without a jacket on.

Even though I was happy, I still complained I was sweating on Press's patio with friends on Saturday and we cursed our local weather anchors because they lied! Sixty-five degrees, no way! I have the sunburnt shoulders and chest to prove it.


Memorial Day weekend Tremont bar crawl

There's always one who loves a duck face.

The weather continued to work in our favor with a breezy 80+ degrees through the holiday. Even though, we were still complaining that we were sweating while laying at Whiskey Island, I came up with a list of summer activities to check off my list.

Friends, my brother stretching and not a cloud in the sky

Well, maybe not a long list of activities but still, I already have 6 weeks planned so squeezing these in  should be no problem. I hope......
  • Put-in-Bay trip
  • Rent a boat and jet skis for the afternoon
  • Spend the afternoon at East Harbor Beach reading amazingly awful beach reads
  • Friday night Indians game
  • Scheduling a date for my Real Housewives Book Club with friends

Better hydrate - it's going to be a busy summer!


celebrating because that's what the weekend is for

This weekend felt like summer - well a little bit of summer - has finally arrived after a long and cold winter that kept me inside more than I like to admit.

Saturday - a birthday celebration fit for a fellow Polish friend as she turned the ripe young age of 30.

Sometimes you stumble upon friends that you quite simply connect with in a way that would indicate you knew each other for years - Donna is one of those people. Because Cleveland is a rather small city at times, we crossed each other's paths on a Friday night when I landed from my amazing European vacation in the fall and have been friends ever since. Her celebration was sensational with a delicious chocolate and peanut butter cake, moscow mules and she had quite the talented group of karaoking fools to keep everyone entertained all night long.


Closed for partying; the birthday girl; obviously I'm all for the desserts

hands in the air for the birthday girl

Sunday: celebrating a very young at heart Julie Jean

My brother and I always want to out do ourselves from the year before and love to take our parents to new restaurants because they love to explore all of Cleveland's neighborhoods through the food. After experiencing the Provenance brunch with friends in the winter, we knew that this would be the perfect spot to celebrate Mother's day, especially since my parents have been to every other museum but not the art museum. Provenance provided an awesome experience for us and even gave my mom a $40 gift card to dine in the next few months another time.

an afternoon at the art museum

"Hey why is this so short?" because mom it's for the kids...


dazzling and running

Friday night: Dazzling the District

Search the Instagram #dazzleCLE and you will see more photos from passionate and proud Clevelanders (all 17,000 of us) who waited anxiously on Friday night to see the GE chandelier finally light up in all its glory.


Costume envy; chandelier selfie fail

How many polar vortexes can this last?


Saturday night: Lfyting all over

I'm not new to Uber and how I love to use it in other cities when I'm visiting friends and about three weeks ago, all my dreams came true when both services launched in town. Riders unite! Upon signing up, I was granted 15 free rides for the next two weeks.

Three things about these rides:
1) You have to fist bump.
2) They have CANDY in their cars. This.... I can get behind.
3) You will never call a taxi again.


Sabrina was the best!


Sunday: running the bridges

The 1/2 marathon is only two weeks away so I need to get in all the running I can at this point. I'll take anything - a mile or two - to try to speed up my time to accomplish my goal of a 2 hour 1/2, shaving 8 minutes off my time last year. I can do it, I can do it......


60 degree late afternoon calls for a run and impromptu concrete box jumps



one block and a new zipcode

Moving is one of those things that I have managed to do every year for the past three years with the help of very reliable friends and one very amazing brother who still always replies with a "of course I'll move you," when I bring up the topic. I think it really helps my cause that I'm the older sister in this situation.

I was really looking forward to this move. Actually I was all jazzed up about it. I managed to maintain the same city lifestyle by only moving one block and saving a decent chunk of money each month, shrinking my space by 130 square feet and sans patio. What a great adult move I was about to make!


New neighborhood view
I was stoked. I couldn't sign the lease quick enough and started planning my future travel budget and mapping out which cities I wanted to knock off my list with savings.

Then came the moving day. Ask my friends - I was so positive about it and brushing off the notion that moving is stressful, annoying and time consuming. "Oh it will be easy", I'd tell them. "I'm just moving a block" and "I'm basically an expert by now."

Here is how my moving went in hashtags.

9 a.m. - #pickedupthetruck #movingstartsnow #yay

11 a.m. - #firsttruckloadedup #valetislettingusparkthetruck #notthatbad

11:15 a.m. - #mybrotherisgoingtokillmebecausethiselevatorisntverybig #waituntiltheyfindouttherearetwodoors toopenupbeforewegettomyapartment

12 p.m. - #ohmygodmysecuritydepositisshot #rustwaterdrippedoncarpetfrompatiofurniture #sopissed

12:45 p.m. #secondtruckloadallloadedup #crossfitispayingoff #theboysareimpressed

1 p.m. - #theboysarerushingtowatchmarchmadness #theycantbeserious

2:15 p.m. - #boysstopeverythingtosetupTV #theymustlistentogameswhenmoving #aretheyserious?!?

2:30 p.m. - #truckreturned #isthisoveryet? #shitIhavetocleanmyoldapartment

4 p.m. - #stillmadabouttherustwatercarpetstain #stupidpatio

4:45 p.m - #lastcarloaddone #getmedinner #nevermovingagain #worstideaever


Not a bad new view

Here's to staying in my new place for at least one year. Maybe two this time in the same apartment even. Novel idea, maybe I'll even try it out for once. 

luck of the irish

How many times can one celebrate St. Patrick's Day?

To be specific, three days is the perfect amount of time to celebrate a holiday that is known with anything and everything to do with leprechauns, green beer and corned beef sandwiches.

Day 1: Celebrate with a 5 mile race, family and your favorite running partner followed by a carb-fueled brunch, lots of laughing, consistent ordering of bloody marys and mimosas and summer vacation planning.


Running partner Melissa; best costumes I saw; runners at the 2 mile mark

Family of a few first timers for the St. Malachi race

Day 2: Celebrate with a Sunday Funday with friends and a box of Lucky Charms because it props make anything better.
Bar snacks; the double selfie goes viral; mustache straws


Day 3: Celebrate with a single Guinness, tater tots with corn beef and cabbage for a low-key celebration in 20 degree weather

no green beer for this girl

One of these years, I'll finally make it to the parade that is only a few streets away my house and check that off my Cleveland bucket list.






the one where I take off my shoes

I knew these shoes were trouble when I purchased them at the last minute for the Jump Back Ball.

death to those strappy black shoes for a steal of $20
On Friday evening, it became very apparent that no matter how much I begged and pleaded with UPS to release my gold and black sparkly Nicole Miller Rent the Runway dress, they were going to hold it hostage and miss my delivery date for the event. I may or may have not held a small pity party for myself but quickly realized I had a beautiful David Meister back up dress and just needed a pair of heels to pull off my new look.

Little padding and a high heel = shoe-i-cide.

I found out just how truly uncomfortable the shoes were at hour four of wearing them and did the unthinkable inside the beautifully historic State Theater. I carefully peeled my shoes from my aching feet revealing two thick indents over my toes where the straps were and went barefoot for the rest of the night.

Yes, gasp all you want (I still am at myself) but oh how amazing my feet felt when they could breathe and function again. Also, for those ladies who are shaking their heads in disapproval of me, I even reinforced these shoes with gel inserts but without a platform toe, I was doomed from the start.

Still shaking my head at myself for this!


Aside from being THAT girl who was barefoot with friends dancing in front of the speakers to a remix of Baby One More Time, take a look through my iPhone's photos to see what my friends and I were up to for other portions of the 23rd annual Jump Back Ball: Shaken not Stirred.


Donna, Kelly, Lisa and Shibani; Carrie and Donna dancing with the band; vodka galore
Everyone wanted to rock the Pharrell's hat we brought, even the singer from Your Villian My Hero

Tara, Carrie, Donna and me; cocktails all around; Donna with the best prop of the night

Another February, another Jump Back Ball down for the books. If you missed out this year, keep your eyes peeled for the ticket kick off party next November because it may just sell out faster than 10 days for next year's event.


Disclaimer: As part of my partnership with PlayHouse Square for Jump Back Ball, I was contracted to write about the event how I see fit. Hat not included. Hair provided by Laine at Charles Scott Salon and Spa in Westlake - I absolutely loved the curly wrapped wave thing I had going on.

still not a skier

February is the time where most people will have officially given up on new years resolutions. If it's working out, you will likely notice your gym being a lot less full this month, especially after Valentine's Day.

Last year when I returned from my second annual Snowshoe vacation, I vowed that I would get on a pair of skis. 2014 would be the year I declared!

Bree, organizer extraordinaire Gretchen; dance party; a few straggling pudding shots 

Ummmmmmm I can add that a list of my failed resolutions for my third trip to Snowshoe. I was reallllllly close to saying "screw it" and sign up for lessons and literally hope I became instantly more athletic and ski all day with my friends.

Now that I joined reality again, I realized that taking a few lessons at Brandywine may make more sense instead of pretending to be anything representing some sort of junior high version of Picabo Street. And quite honestly, I would more than likely be like the kindergarten version of her instead of the 13-year-old version.

No kids were harmed in my attempts to snow tube. 

Every year brings new friends to the house, which can really mean anything when you spend 36 hours with with complete strangers. But one couple out did themselves (even with my addition of my delicious chocolate fireall and pistachio pudding shots) by bringing out the GoPro and setting up a Real World style confessional in the laundry room. Two nights, 24 people, two kegs, countless pudding shots and late night pizza.... I can't wait to see the edited version.

Make shift Real World confessional = best idea yet




coffee, art and films

Besides the beach, where I'm known to spend a considerable amount of my time in the summer, coffee shops, libraries and museums are a few of my other favorite spots where I love to spend a lazy afternoon any time of the year. Grab a book, a journal,  a coffee and you can literally get lost for a few hours.

As a kid, my grandma would take me to a local coffee shop where she would get an adult caffeinated option and I would choose a flavored hot chocolate, which was either amaretto or my favorite to this day, hazelnut. I vividly remember sitting at a window seat and being told over and over to "stop staring at the barista" who had a bright purple pixie cut. The chick had purple hair and to an eight-year-old, I was fascinated that one could dye their hair that color, seeing as purple was my favorite color at the time.

One of those coffee shops I frequent is Pour Cleveland on Euclid. It's part of the new 5th Street Arcades and located just around the corner from East 4th. My coffee of choice is a 6 oz espresso with almond milk and mocha. This is not Starbucks ladies and gentlemen - it is a flavorful, rich blend of espresso with hints of chocolate then you choose your additions or don't, depending on how you take your cup of coffee. (There is a whole detailed process that I watch barista (and owner) Charlie do when I'm there, but I can't articulate what he is actually doing other than making me a sinfully delicious beverage.)

Brewnuts, coffee, coffee and more coffee

I always intend to visit the Cleveland Museum of Art more often than I do, especially in the winter because there is something about wandering through the galleries while it's snowing that makes me feel artistic. Seriously, yes it sometimes can. With the addition of the Provenance Cafe, you can move your Sunday brunch ritual to the museum and browse a new gallery or get lost playing with Gallery One. It's this amazing exploration at your fingertips that keeps you wanting to stay longer and learn more with with connection wall.


Friends; croque madame, more croissants and coffee and mimosas galore

While at a bloggers brunch with friends, we were treated to brunch as well as one of the 90 films the museum shows throughout the year. Full disclosure - I had no idea the Art Museum showed movies throughout the year and it's one of the oldest museum film programs in the US. Just a little knowledge bomb for you there.

My friends and I saw Mademoiselle C - a film chronicling the French fashionista Carine Roitfeld making her first fashion magazine of her own.

It was a lovely afternoon indeed.


Disclosure: I was invited to attend the bloggers brunch with a movie in exchange for nothing, however, when you like something, you must tell all your friends about the experience.




like eddie murphy said in his 80s hit

Parties are something my friends and I have perfected over the years. It started with throwing unique birthday parties from when we were 21 all the way through 31 to themed bachelorette parties to my Browns breakfast of champions party. We LOVE an excuse to party. But as we grow up, a new certain kind of party has emerged - the gender reveal party.

24th birthday celebration

80s bachelorette party in Folly Beach
When I shared I was going to my first gender reveal party, people either had a look of complete disgust or excitement and asked how the couple would reveal the gender.

With balloons?

A cake?

A singing telegram?

Have you look on Pinterest lately? People go a l-i-t-t-l-e crazy with their reveal ideas. Where do they COME up with these ideas? Or just peruse Buzzfeed for some awesomely bad ideas too.


Truth to be told, I’m pretty sure I convinced my friend to have this one – as if the girl needed another person recommending her have one – but it made for a great excuse for everyone to gather to see the future baby’s sex and watch the OSU game for an interesting Saturday night.

it's a boy, it's a boy!

cake and chocolate covered everything for the reveal


coloring outside the lines

I am not artistic.

I'm the farthest thing from it actually. I was always envious of my colder cousin because he could draw fairly well when we were kids and I had a hard time simply shading properly in my Barbie coloring books.

I appreciate art - I appreciate the thought, inspiration, love, sweat and endless hours behind people who can create works of art from paintings to murals to furniture to metal sculptures so that I can purchase it for my living space. It's truly an incredible talent to have.

Friends introduced me to the artists at the BUCKBUCK studio in Ohio City for "Your Show," where guests could literally express their own creativity in the gallery area. There was play dough, markers, crayons, self portraits and yarn set up throughout the space for people to get creative. Or, in my case, at least try to sketch a self portrait.
Your Show at the Buck Buck Gallery; Lindsay leaning in; our artwork

Lindsay in deep thought coloring with friends

I met some new faces and also introduced to Joe Kastelic, owner of Play-haus Design, right next door to the studio who I may have commissioned to build me a custom wine rack for my place. His style is incredible and mixes different reclaimed woods and metals for his custom look - my next place needs to have the dinner table with the trough in the middle. You want to talk about the ultimate dinner party table...

more designs at playhausdesign on Instagram

But for now, I'll start with a wine rack and dream about the table for future dinner parties and flip cup games.