Recently, a friend of mine (who runs a blog here on WordPress about her adventures in coding and faith) reminded me that I had never recounted, on my blog, the tales of my adventure in Europe last Spring. Why is that? Well, part of the reason is because I experienced a great deal of heartbreak during that trip. I was in a foggy haze after I got back home and the last thing I felt like doing was reliving my ordeal. One year later and I just may be ready talk about it. I hope my memory doesn’t fail me.
Hello, beautiful people. It’s JasmineSkyy here bringing you my Favorite Things of the Week (#FOTW) 5/30/16-6/5/16. At the end of a week I’ll share my favorites of the previous week.
First things first… Favorite song.
I’m the kind of millennial that loves to try trendy events around the city. I’ve signed up for MeetUp, pulsd.com, Groupon and Free NYC Events all to be in the loop of the next cool thing to do in this colorful city. There’s this awesome bar called Videology in Williamsburg that hosts movie trivia and sing-alongs. I was lucky enough to get tickets to their Spice World sing-along. And being me I just had to get into character…
“You’re officially addicted to thrift shopping.” The words of my concerned aunt who has been privy to my frequent thrifter miles. The sentiment is both true figuratively and literally speaking. I haven’t signed up for an AA-style group yet. Thrifters Anonymous anyone?
Earlier today I was chatting up my grandmother (this isn’t something I typically do but is something I typically feel guilty about. I am no better than you when it comes to calling my grandmother) having one of our catch-ups. She told me what was going on in her life and I filled her in on what I’ve been doing lately. For example: running two blogs, editing videos for my new YouTube channel and securing a new contributing writer opportunity here at Collective Lifestyle. While I was jabbering away about how excited I was to finally be engaged in activities that brought me pure and total joy, I noticed that the phone got very quiet. Dead almost.
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At the end of 2014, Sony was hit with an anonymous hack bomb. Many great things came out of the email hack including detailed accounts of gender inequality. Hackers exposed the dirty laundry of Hollywood movie execs and just how well or not so well they treat talent. We learned that Hollywood is just as screwed up as, if not more than, the rest of us. A tale as old as time men get paid more than women even when those women are doing just as much work as the men.
This past weekend my brothers and I were craving ice cream hardbody (do people still say that in 2016?).
After a quick Yelp search, Eddie’s Sweet Shop was just one of the many spots that came up in my search: There seems to be no shortage of quaint ice cream parlors in this eclectic city and I was happy to take advantage of this fact. Authentic handmade ice cream is pretty commonplace in NYC and that is exactly what drew me to Eddie’s on Metropolitan Avenue in Queens. Erected in 1909, Eddie’s offers a dozen flavors of ice cream such tried and true favorites chocolate and vanilla as well as rum raisin and vanilla fudge. You won’t find any of those experimental flavors such as sriracha vanilla or birthday cake batter. This cold treat spot prides itself on tradition. And clearly that model has worked for them as they are a neighborhood favorite featured on many iconic New York lists.
Our banana sundae royale featured three scoops: vanilla, vanilla fudge and chocolate towered high with whipped cream sprinkled in rainbow, chocolate syrup and topped off with cherries. It was enough to satisfy our tastebuds to the tenth power.