Haven’t updated in so long now, ooops. Sometimes life just happens, right? I have lots of exciting news, but first I wanted to share an exciting new thing happening every Saturday in Williamsburg. Smorgasburg is a big food fair (a Brooklyn Flea for foodies!) featuring what seems like a hundred different food vendors.

We got lobster rolls from the Red Hook Lobster Pound. I’ll stray from my mostly vegan diet any day for one of these heavenly buttery rolls.

We brought them down to the park right there, on the Williamsburg Waterfront, which has a killer-view of Manhattan.

I wore this new romper by Society for Rational Dress that I bought (second hand) at Beacon’s Closet the other day. It’s going to be one of my total summer faves, I just know it. So comfy and easy to wear.

Having always been a Brooklyn-girl, I always forget how nice it is on the West side on Manhattan, down by Battery Park.

After a matinee movie screening the other day, we walked over toward the water and discovered this lovely oasis — the Irish Hunger Memorial Garden.

I wore my new pair of pink pants, scored at (second hand store) Beacon’s Closet for $24.95. They’re so hot pink the camera doesn’t know what to do with them. This is sort of the true color, even though they look salmon-colored in the other shots.

What I love most about New York is that you can still discover new things, even after living here for so long. I’d never seen this part of Battery Park before. Beauteous…

/// tee, old H&M / pink jeans, vintage Diesel, Beacon’s Closet / wedges, DSW / tote, Pia Anjou / necklace, Efva Attling ///

Before I moved to a different neighborhood (and, with that, different gym) in NYC I used to go to the Anti-gravity Yoga class at Crunch every weekend. It’s such a great way to relax and stay centered (nothing like the threat of falling and smashing your face on the floor to keep that focus!). When I saw that they had it at my old gym in Miami, I just had to go (and dragged a brave, unsuspecting friend with me).

Here’s a demonstration of a kick-up-back-flip kind of thing. It’s fun to just let go! I’m not sure if I would call this yoga, though, it’s more like a combination of aerial acrobatics and a great core strength workout.

The downsides, the hammock really puts a lot of pressure on your body, which can be very uncomfortable, and if you’re not used to all the hanging upside down (or haven’t done it in a while, like me) you can get a bit of a nauseating headache.

Check out this Deco Drive (oh, how I miss your fluffy entertainment “news”) segment, filmed at Crunch Miami, where these photos were taken.

Located in a revamped old motel called the Lido Spa on Belle Island between Miami Beach and the Design District, The Standard is one of my favorite places in Miami. It’s far enough from South Beach that you don’t get annoying crowds, but close enough that you can walk or bike there.

Walk through the mod/scandi lobby through lush gorgeous gardens until you reach the pool area.

On a sunny day, the grill is such a great place to have lunch. It’s rarely crowded and…

…there is even a raw dish on the menu — “living” lasagna — hooray!

In the distance, you can see the building where I used to live.

If I still lived here, I would definitely join the club. Sunrise Yoga, Bayside — ummm, yes, please.

For dessert I just had to try the Vegan Ding Dong, which was a bit heavy for my taste, but still very good.

After that and a glass of cold rosé, I was definitely ready for a nap in the sun…

Despite a few glasses of beer, sangria and wine last night, I woke up early. My lovely hostess and I went to one of my favorite brunch places in Miami, A La Folie on Española Way, for a nice sunny sidewalk breakfast.

I broke my no coffee and dairy diet with my favorite bowl of latte.

And since I was cheating anyways, why not have a crepe with smoked salmon, brie and mushrooms? I am on vacation after all…

But, there was fresh-squeezed OJ, and fruit.

And a basket of tartine and croissants, ooops.

I dressed to match my breakfast, just something I like to do. And, I am realizing that I may need a haircut, since my hair seems to have begun defying gravity.

It’s nice to be on Española Way in the morning, when it’s quiet and peaceful. Quite the opposite of what it looks like at night.

A La Folie is on 516 Española Way (at Drexel). Get the savory crepes or the Royal breakfast.

Yesterday we went to the Sakura Matsuri festival, Brooklyn Botanical Garden’s annual celebration of Japanese culture.

The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. Such beauty. Expect a flower photo bomb to hit this blog very soon.

/// old tank, H&M / tencel blazer, H&M’s Garden Collection / jeans, Blue Cult / hat, Dockers / necklace, Brooklyn Charm / wicker bag, Beacon’s Closet ///

While in Baltimore a few weeks ago, I went to check out the American Visionary Art Museum.

Anything can be art, it’s all in the eye of the beholder, right?

“Visionary art as defined for the purposes of the American Visionary Art Museum refers to art produced by self-taught individuals, usually without formal training, whose works arise from an innate personal vision that revels foremost in the creative act itself.”

In other words, things created by visionaries, geniuses, amateurs and random crazies, in most cases never intended to be art.

Which makes it all the more interesting. Plus points for a great restaurant on the top floor.

The Visionary Art Museum is located at the base of historic Federal Hill, adjacent to downtown Baltimore’s Inner Harbor, and is open 10:00am – 6:00pm, Tuesday – Sunday.

I love bracelets and tend to pile them on without abandon. Two of my current favorites aren’t just pretty to look at, they also carry a powerful message. The Peace Cord bracelet is hand woven in Afghanistan, using authentic military materials, and the peaceBOMB bracelet is made in Laos, using melted fragments of scrap metal from bombs. By wearing these, we can protest war while helping people in war-torn areas of the world earn a living wage.

Get the full story here.

The restaurant/bar was opened by a musician-couple in 1972, when the neighborhood was very different—decrepit and filled with starving artists.

The interior is a funky mix of vintage treasures and repurposed junk, like this beer bottle “chandelier.”

Bertha’s cult following only increased when they, some years later, introduced an iconic green bumper sticker (which has been spotted on all continents) that says “Eat Bertha’s Mussels.”

I simply had to oblige.

After falling asleep by the fire at our little grass shack in Malaekahana, it was nice to wake up and be right there on the beach. Who needs beach chairs when you have awesome trees like this to lay on?

We took a morning walk and quickly realized we were the only ones on the beach—that’s what I call luxury.

We were surrounded by amazing nature…

…every which way we turned.

I sat down on a huge piece of driftwood to just admire it, while digging my toes into the soft sand. Paradise.