Oh, it has been TOO long since these North Carolina boys put out their last album. In the three years that have passed since the release of "I and Love and You," my love for them has only grown (and seeing them in concert a few years back? So awesome...) With their release this month of The Carpenter, they've solidified their place as one of my favorite bands. It's filled with their trademark sound that can swing upbeat and jangly just as well as it can turn soulful and reflective. The perfect combo that justifies why this band is a favorite with fans and critics alike.
Knowing maternity leave would mean a few months of walking the house with a newborn in yoga pants and slippers, I decided it was time to trade up on the beat-up, fuzzy blue pair my mother-in-law gifted me a few years ago (that would now make even a similarly fuzzy Sesame Street character cringe). I'm head over heels for these Minnetonka moccasin slippers, which more than once I've nearly worn out of the house!
So I'm probably going to be the last person to rock the whole Southwestern wear vibe, but after hunting for quite some time for a Navajo sweater or jacket, I hit the jackpot with this version from American Rag. I ordered it online at Macy's (and got it for a steal thanks to the ever-constant collection of Macy's coupons I always seem to have on me) and I couldn't love it more. It is super soft and cozy, incredibly well made and has become a new favorite item in my wardrobe.
What, you mean you DIDN'T hear that Mumford & Sons released a new album this week? Clearly you haven't been on Twitter and Facebook then ;) So, OK, these boys have gotten SUPER popular since their debut album, but with good reason. They stick to their trademark melancholy sound on "Babel," and Marcus Mumford's voice is just so gosh darn beautiful. I think my favorite track on the album is "Not with Haste." Maybe that's because I can picture Marcus singing it to his new wife, the beautiful actress Carey Mulligan. And you said yes as I said please .... Oh those lyrics .....
Jonathan Trooper is one of my favorite authors of contemporary fiction. He plants the focus of his books around flawed male characters, but he builds the kind of dialogue around them that feels both funny (even as it may be ever so awkward) and TRUE. This latest novel of his may not be my favorite in his collection of works (that still belongs to "This is Where I Leave You") but it's still so great that I tore through it in no time flat. My only complaint? An ending that left me wanting more.