I’m easy to please.
A good cup of coffee and a fresh manicure always take the edge off for me.
I prefer my coffee dark
and my manicure light,
in that order.
I know that many people live for ice cream sundaes in a cup– a la venti soy white raspberry with whip mocha. Just give me a cup of bold roast and all is right with the world.
As for my manicure, short, squoval, with pastels or neutrals- simple, pretty, conservative.
Adam Sternbergh advocated in his New York Times Magazine article All of the Pleasure, None of the Guilt that we toss out the self-imposed boundaries that dictate respectable, approved ways of spending our time. Instead, we must embrace the cultural indulgences bring us pleasure.
I don’t know when I became obsessed with well-manicured nails, but my love of coffee began when I was a child spending summers with my grandmother. She would give me coffee in a small glass jar with a few blocks of ice when I joined her in the kitchen on summer mornings. Maybe those sips of bold, black take me back to sunny summer mornings. I don’t know. What I know for sure is that I consider very few days complete without a good strong cup of coffee.
So, what’s your pleasure?