Oh hey everyone. How’s it going? We can do the obvious thing and write about how much we’ve meeeesed you or we can just move on like no time has passed. We’re not really much for sentimentalities around here (ask Reader Melby), so let’s just get on with the show.
Back in the glory days of elaney, days that Reader (to be) RWL (Reader “to be” – get it?) will never fully understand (much to our chagrin), our loyal and loving readers used to write to us with questions. We liked to think of ourselves as sort of a modern day Dear Abby. We won’t pull a Lena Dunham and call ourselves “the voice of our generation” in a public forum, but if someone else wants to say that – okay, sure!
And now we have a question for you! For the past four months, the interns have been trying to help elaney find a rehearsal dinner dress for her wedding weekend! <3 Yay, wahoo! Yes, you heard right! And, once again, our low rent interns have come up empty handed. We have THE Dress…but we still need the other dress! So we’re opening the floor up to you…help us! Come one, come all…what should we wear to our own RD?!
PS. To give some context, below is the one option that was given a thumbs down by Readers Mo and shawtygetlow. And emum also echoed that, “We’re just not there yet.”
Even if the stage is at a hotel convention center. We hung out with our buddy Rob yesterday (you may know him as Vanilla Ice). Because seriously, what’s a trip to Disney World* without Vanilla Ice (it’s basically the same as a Ninja Turtles movie). He was great! Totally down to earth, able to laugh at himself, and he even did the Running Man on stage. He’s been married for 15 years (which we thought was quite impressive for a man in his line of work), and he was talking to those of us in the TV biz about his show The Vanilla Ice Project. And yes, he still wears a baseball cap everywhere he goes.
*Yes, Disney World indeed. Just where every 29 year-old, single woman wants to go by herself in July.
Those of you that know us well (and particularly our co-workers) know that we love a good sandwich. It’s one of the many things that we got from emum, and we really took this one and ran with it (wish some of the other emum virtues had been so adamantly adopted). We will spare you the details of our love affair with the turkey sandwich (we can’t complain about people talking about their eating habits on facebook and then do the same thing here), but just trust us: we love a sandwich for lunch. That’s why we were delighted to discover this list of 14 best sandwiches in Atlanta (btw, DailyCandy is great again. We just rejoined and love their redesign – much smarter. Even stole the post title). #1 is Victory Sandwich Bar in Inman Park…which we’ve been dying to try. Plus, the list includes one of our other random favorite finds: Papi’s (a hole in the wall cuban restaurant in Midtown). Bun appetit!
We love a well done commercial. Between our ad agency past and a renewed love from Mad Men, we think we can appreciate the art form in this platform for business (we were so inspired by Dove’s epic “True Colors” commercial that we decided to try to work for the creating agency, Ogilvy & Mather). This P&G spot was recently recognized at the Cannes festival for advertising. And we think you’ve probably learned enough about emum to know that it made us tear up.
As is the meal! We’ve been wanting to try STG Trattoria since it opened, despite its opening to mixed reviews. The AJC gave it 2 out of 5 stars, and we’d heard so-so anecdotal responses as well. So why did we want to try it? Few of the obvious reasons: Italian is our favorite, we love trying the new spot in town, it’s in our neighborhood, yada yada. However, we really wanted to try it because it was opened by the owner of Bocado. And while we don’t love Bocado (the menu is just weird), we do like that it’s a fun place to have a midrange night out (it’s not Fourth & Swift but it’s not Zoe’s). And if there is any category of restaurant that Atlanta is missing out on, it’s the nice / midrange spot.
So perhaps it’s because our expectation was low, but we really liked it. We sat outside, but the inside is really charming too (the entryway doubles as a wine cellar). We had two apps: the beet salad and the pork meatballs…both yummy. And then the pork sausage pizza. We don’t have the most discerning palate when it comes to pizza napoletana, as we’ve never really met a slice we didn’t like, but we thought this iteration was satisfying as well.
We’ve been checking out pretty much anything in that new shopping center beside the St. Regis. Dry Bar, Headed to STG Trattoria tonight, even the new B. Braithwaite (this version of the chic baby store actually didn’t make us feel as claustrophobic as the last – it’s a bit more spacious).
And, of course, we’ve been dying to try Flywheel! Not only because we love trendy spots and not only because we love to spin, but also because Flywheel has stolen all of the best spin teachers from LA Fitness (where we slum it typically work out).
So did Flywheel knock us off our feet? Was it out of this world? (Sorry, for the bad pun…and the post title). Honestly, yes. Sigh. When are we going to learn to listen to Say Yes to the Dress and not try on things out of our budget?? The space is what you’d imagine: the really clean, industrial look we often see with boutique work out spots. The bikes are awesome, and the teachers are legit. They even have a big board on the wall where you can race the other members of the class (great for those of us with a healthy competitive spirit). The cost is $25 a ride or $400 a month. So it’s not going to be the everyday work out for this girl, but it’s definitely worth a spin!