Showing posts with label Erin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erin. Show all posts
Thursday, November 21, 2013
The End Of An Era -- Erin C. Leaves New York City
Long time readers of this blog know that if there's been an adventure to be had over the last seven years, chances are Erin C. (on the far left) has come along. Whether it was The Dirty 30 Weekend, Mexican themed birthday parties or hanging out at the batting cage, Erin C. has been my comrade-in-arms, taking note where the bodies buried.
She's heading back to Illinois, leaving Jen as my last writer friend in Manhattan. (Everyone else has defected to Brooklyn.) We sent her off on Tuesday night in a style that would have made Dorothy Parker proud.
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Thursday, January 10, 2013
Erin C. On TV! Talkin' Oscars...
When she's not lurking around Gotham with me, Erin C. is an entertainment journalist. And she knows The Oscars.
So much video today.
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Oscars,
The Hollywood Reporter.
Friday, February 06, 2009
It's Erin's 28th Birthday!

It's time get back to basics on this blog -- party photos! Tonight Erin feted her 28th year of birth, and even me, the pregnant lady, felt compelled to go down to The Dove on Thompson Street and hand over a birthday offering: A Dunkin Donuts gift card! Little known fact: Erin is one of only a handful of my friends who openly appreciates a good bout of junk food. It's perfectly acceptable to suggest a snack at McDonald's with her. She also hearts Dunkin Donuts as much as I do. Lately I've been on a hot chocolate kick. What's your D&D poison?
Super cute Ilana and Erin

And Caroline!

While uploading these shots I realized I had a whole set from Erin's birthday two years ago at Happy Ending. You'll notice three things in these shots: 1) I'm pale. February is not my favorite month for birthdays or for being photographed. 2) I'm wearing the same Baccarat necklace at both gatherings. I need more Baccarat in my life. Can a gal ever have too much? 3) We don't age. We moisturize!
Erin liked the card I got her.

See? Pale! February, I shake my fist at you!

Oh yes. Someone gave Erin Jenga for her birthday.

...and we proceeded to pose oddly with it.

Life is full of tough decisions

Sometimes I worry about the photos my kid will one day find of me.
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