I'm the girl, Gracie. Here at GML you can follow my journey of dreaming, working, eating, loving, and blogging my way through life in NYC.


girl meets tumblr.

After what must have been years of wanting to start a Tumblr, I finally did it.

(As if I need yet another Internet/social media platform, right?)

Although I absolutely love blogging and will continue to do so, I’ve always been drawn to the simplicity and ease of Tumblr. So on weeks where I seem to

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scenes from new york, 12.

{one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven}

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a real hero.

Obsessed…

jersey girl.

While I admit that I’m on my way to becoming a bit of a Hamptons snob, there will never be anything quite like summers at the Jersey Shore.

Growing up my summers were spent in Cape May - playing all day on the beach, riding bikes around town, and evening trips to the

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the montauk beach house.

Over the weekend the girls and I called The Montauk Beach House our home.

MBH – right in the heart of Montauk – is having their official grand opening next week, but we were lucky enough to stay at the new hotel for Jessi’s birthday getaway.

Not only

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my christmas.

…looked a little bit like this.

Family, food, relaxation, and a year’s supply of nail polish. What more could a girl ask for?

Now pardon me while I spend the day doing absolutely n-a-d-a. xoxo G

Next up – New Year’s Eve! Check out my favorite NYE dress styles.

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well this made my day.

I was in PA yesterday for our company holiday party. My boss was short one Christmas card, so I insisted I didn’t need one.

He insisted I did.

…Daddy’s girl, much?

hey new neighbor.

(Speaking of small dogs…)

Your yappy little friend is driving me loco.

(not actual dog)

And the fact that it resembles a large rodent doesn’t help. Yeahisaidit.

Love, your-neighbor-who-is-too-chicken-to-say-anything-so-she-rants-about-it-on-her-blog

better late than never.

A few months ago I said so long to BlackBerry and switched to my dad’s ancient old iPhone3. Even with the least-capable of the iPhones…and one that shattered the moment I dropped it on carpet…I have indeed become the shameless iGeek I swore I’d never be.

…one that just said “indeed.” Ugh.

Needless to say,

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cozy.

Wait…where did this year go?

Can’t complain. Christmas = happy heart.

Fake tree and all