Rushing through Times Square a few weeks ago, a promotional van for Zoolander 2 caught my eye. They were taking photos and printing them onto froth foam, creating headshot-worthy lattes and as if free java with your face on it isn’t enough, they gave me a bonus selfie stick! I have made fun of the ridiculous looking tool ever since they invaded my Wall Street … Continue reading “I Don’t Selfie Stick” Club
I love the idea of love. I love being in love. I love writing and reading about love. Who doesn’t want to float on a cloud of oxytocin? Love is hip, decorated in heart emojis and rainbow flags, especially in light of a tragedy. Love heals, love distracts, love prevails, except for those who bury a piece of their heart 6 feet under with their … Continue reading “I Love Love” Club
I fidget – a lot! My husband doesn’t understand us fidgeters, even though he is his own breed of fidgeter. He gave his condition a clinical diagnosis: Shaking Leg Syndrome. I call it fidgeting. He just can’t keep his leg still any more than I can keep my fingers idle. I’ve been doodling as therapy for as long as I can remember. I have never … Continue reading “I Doodle” Club
I want to have an essay published in the New York Times Modern Love column by the end of this year. They get over 600 submissions and accept 4 a month. (With the addition of the new Modern Love Podcast, I’m betting the submissions have quadrupled.) For the girl behind HeartsEverywhere.com, The Modern Love column is my (first) Pulitzer. Originally I thought I’d try submitting … Continue reading “I Write About How Much I Love My Husband” Club
When we moved to NJ from New York City (NYC) four years ago, we did so kicking and screaming (our rent increase of $1,200 forced us out). We thought this might be a “five-year plan,” which aligned perfectly with my personality as I’ve never lived anywhere for more than four years. We moved to the first building off the George Washington Bridge, which is as … Continue reading “I Used to Live in the City” Club
When I first created HeartsEverywhere.com, I wanted a catchy name for a blog I could use as a writing platform. The name came obviously and easily. Deep in love, I discovered hearts everywhere, which exploded all around me alongside Twitter and Facebook. Throughout the year, I sought out reinforcing signs from the universe yearning for the reasons and explanations. I was so uncertain of myself, … Continue reading “Hearts Still Find Me” Club
When I started this blog, I had the intention of posting photos of hearts I discovered in my path and creating a forum for strangers around the world to share their heart discoveries with me. However, the blog has long ago become a words-dominated forum. I, on the other hand, continue to find hearts – and they find me. Last year, even in the midst … Continue reading I Doodle Hearts
Many of people hate Valentine’s Day – and I’m sure there are plenty of reasons. Here are some you may have heard: “It’s a Hallmark-created holiday to fuel the economy.” “I don’t need a holiday to tell my honey how much I love him. I love him every day.” “It’s a holiday to make us single people feel bad.” “It’s too much pressure and it … Continue reading For all the Valentine’s Day Haters
In August 2008 on our way home from our first trip to Maine, we stopped in Newport, Rhode Island. While stopping at a beach along the Cliff Walk, we ran into a woman looking for heart-shaped rocks along the predominantly-pebbled beach. It seemed like the perfect idea for someone who authors a blog called Hearts Everywhere. Thus the hobby was born. I’ve been collecting them … Continue reading Heart Rocks
The blog is called Hearts Everywhere but it had been a while since I had posted anything heart-related. I was having a crisis of blog identity; I wondered if my blog title no longer fit my blog. As a band-aid for my doubt/guilt, my boyfriend suggested I take one day a week and post something heart-related. (If you want to read why I started my … Continue reading Bringing Back the Hearts
I’m not one of those bloggers that publishes stream of consciousness writing. You know what I mean … more like journal writing or ranting. Not much for sentence structure or even direction. Just trying to type fast enough to keep up with the words my brain is spitting out. In theory, it could go something like this: I woke up this morning and my eyelids … Continue reading Stream of Consciousness Blogging: Can I Do It?
The Internet allows us to find people we would never otherwise would have met. After I blogged about the heart potato lady (Mary Apple) from Letterman, her daughter, Claire emailed me to share her love of hearts with me. I found someone whose love of hearts may trump mine. She was lovely enough to share personal photos of her home with me. Claire is an … Continue reading Hearts Beyond the Potato
For those that didn’t catch our President on the David Letterman show last night, I was pleased to see that the 44th President of the United States appreciates the value of a heart. Mary Apple was the woman (who will find my Website one day) who found the heart spud. She had apparently visited the Letterman show two years ago and brought her prize possession. … Continue reading Obama Hearts a Heart Potato
On the way to bring my son to the bus this morning, this rain-washed pinwheel caught my eye. Zoom in on the center: my hearts in a whirl! Continue reading Hearts-a-Whirl
Friday afternoon work had an “off-site.” This means about 3 hours of meetings and then a ‘team-building’ exercise. This time we went to Liberty State Science Center. Located in a really pretty state park in NJ, this particular morning was very wet and the 5 trains I took to get there – was well … cumbersome. Otherwise, it was a welcome day out of the … Continue reading Heartzels
Rockin’ Love! Continue reading Heart Guitar
> This is Flambeaux performing at the Slipper Room. 3.12.09 My version of Film Noir starring me. Continue reading Heart on Fire … and on Me
Nothing melts snow like love … or … coffee? Continue reading Heart in the Snow
Thanks Adrian! Thanks Ree! Thanks Ree! Thanks Matt! Thanks Lorna! Continue reading Hearts from Friends
Once upon a time … Female O+ met …Male O-> There were some standard relationship courting …Wink ; )Smile : ) He got … Tongue-tied :& But finally figured out the right thing to say: You’re Hot! ~~:-) She started … Blushing *^_^* He gave her a … Big Kiss :-(|) that left her … Dazed %-) He set the mood … Lit Candle ~= … Continue reading A Simple Love Story-icon
My son, my artist boyfriend and me – the girl with a doodling compulsion made some art on Monday would be Sunday. Continue reading We Painted
I used to think I was special because I made waffles rather than defrost them. Then my boyfriend got me a waffle maker that even made my waffles feel special (see proof below). This morning, I made waffle batter from scratch. Presto deliciousness. The waffles were so pretty, they served as perfect models for an impromptu photo shoot. Then the Lego crew decided that they … Continue reading Monday Like a Sunday … A Day in Photos
Happy Valentine’s Day! Here are some recent NYC hearts celebrating the seasons. Times Square gets a Heart. Me … Hiding in the Times Square Heart. This heart, made entirely out of red condoms hangs in the window of Armani Exchange. Apparently when the display hit the malls of Texas, it made a bit of a stir. This heart, and the one below it is from … Continue reading Hearts of New York City
‘Tis the season for seeing lots of hearts in the neighborhood. Happy almost Valentine’s Day. Bloomies loves hearts. Oh L’amour at Ricky’s. FOXY! in the ‘hood. Vynl on 9th Avenue Foxy on 9th Avenue Continue reading Photojournalistic Lunchtime Sprawls
Last night I saw Revolutionary Road. It has been almost 24 hours and I can’t shake the movie from my system. Sam Mendes was brilliant. Kate Winslet was phenomenal. Even Leo was amazing. The poingnancy of the film, the rawness, the honesty. The realistic portrayal that played into so many fears. I’m still formulating my thoughts – but it has buried itself into an abyss … Continue reading Revolutionary Road and Love
Dear HeartsEverywhere Blog Readers, So I am attempting to post every day for a month as part of my participation in NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month … which actually happens every month). What this means is that there may be posts this month that sound a bit different from my ordinary posts. Perhaps less thought out, less thought-inspiring, and overall maybe a little bit more … Continue reading I Heart Radio City Music Hall
Go here and make your own “Obamicon” — your image in a style inspired by Shepard Fairey’s iconic poster. Take your picture with a webcam or upload a photo, choose your own message, and submit to the gallery. Continue reading HeartsEverywhere: Obama-ized
Mary was mixing paint for her students and while squeezing some magenta into yellow – created a HEART. Thanks Mary Mary! Continue reading Art Heart
Mountain Creek, NJ Week 1, Day 5 of new job: the office went tubing. But first we had a very long meeting. My coffee dripped and I looked down to see the shape. Life reminded me that it was listening, watching … and maybe even on my side. Continue reading Coffee Drip Heart
Even Mother Nature herself has created hearts out of nature. But apparently sometimes you have to look at something from a very specific angle (mostly from very high above) to realize it’s a heart. Pretty symbolic of love; you see its truest form when you look at it from a bigger perspective rather than minutely analyze every detail. You cannot see the flaws from so … Continue reading Hearts Naturally.
I met a boy, a man, a friend; I knew his face but not his name.I recognized his eyes;the man behind the clown. The clown gave me a heart balloon.The man gave me his name. He gave me his love. His life. His happy. I gave him my heart, my soul, my days. He didn’t guarantee the balloon wouldn’t popor that it wouldn’t deflate.But it … Continue reading Love Fragile. Love Floating.
In 2006, I started seeing hearts everywhere. Not just on the necklace I wore with three little silver hearts and not just dangling from my keychain. Hearts exploded around the world: glass hearts in Venice; hearts on telephone poles in Amsterdam; chocolate hearts in Brussels. Little girls had hearts on their shirts and on the barrettes in their hair; their grandmothers had antique heart brooches … Continue reading So – What’s With the Hearts?
Tweeting Hearts. Love shows its true colors. Always searching for the signs. Continue reading Hearts in Nature
Thanks Oleg for the Screwed Heart. Continue reading Screwed Heart
Hearts are everywhere. Just like the title implies. Love the henna on this. This reminds me of my tattoo. Hearts in the fire. NYC Feels hearts. Shattered heart. On purpose. Continue reading Hearts on Saturday
I put off writing the ABOUT ME section of my blog for a long time. Partly because the Me changes so often. Partly because I don’t know how to stop once I start writing (especially about Moi). I tried to write a bio-type blurb and 5 pages of narcissistic crap came out. So I started a memoir. In the meantime I feel like I owe … Continue reading ABOUT ME
Thank you Reena – for finding the hearts. Continue reading Hearts by Reena
After Sunday’s rained out attempt, we ventured down Muesum Mile once again and finally made it to see the art installation of sculptures by Jeff Koons. Set on the Iris and B. Gerald Cantor Roof Garden of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the creations were dramatic and awesome against a Central Park and Manhattan skyline. Jeff KoonsSacred Heart (Red/Gold), 1994–2007High chromium stainless steel with transparent … Continue reading On the roof
This morning I ran out to do a few errands leaving my sleeping boyfriend in bed. When I returned two hours later, I sat down on my computer and found this. My boyfriend loves me. Ain’t love grand? Continue reading Love letters version 2008
Sunday we went to The Met to see the Jeff Koons sculptures on the roof. We got rained out so we took in the Art of Ancient Egypt and the Arms and Armor exhibits. The boys liked the swords and Egyptian tombs. I found hearts from 500 years ago. Tomorrow we conquer the roof! Continue reading Hearts in Armor
Q & S tattoo their love on the concrete of East 64th Street and Park Avenue. Also featured are my neon nails and is that the first sign of fall I see in the yellow leaf? Continue reading Q hearts S
SoHo and NoLita hearts were everywhere – especially graffiti and stickers. When we had our favorite huevos rancheros (with poached eggs LIGHT) at our favorite Mexican restaurant, Mexican Radio, hearts surrounded us. See:lit up at the bar logo for Corazon Tequla on the column above our table we faced a heartStickers around Soho: Graffiti in a secret alley And then we passed my future apt … Continue reading Hearting the weekend
5 minutes and a pair of scissors. From conservative to Daisy Duke. Then I Andy Warholed my pictures through photobucket. Here’s what happened when an adverturous pair of Banana Republic jeans met a bored pair of scissors. The PS: my 6-year-old saw the cut off portions of the jean legs and surprised me by putting them on – like leg warmers. Excellent. …before …and after. Continue reading The scissors made me do it
My good friend Rachel and her husband Bob are part of the “A game” in my book. Transparently basking in the glow of newlywed love after celebrating their three-year wedding anniversary, these Upper West Side residents are competitive athletes, driven career folks, lovers of the arts and as I like to say – good people. As always Rachel’s invitation for drinks before dinner wasn’t your … Continue reading Upper West Side Hearts
Agatha Ruiz de la Prada is a woman after my own heart. Her storefront made me smile. Continue reading She hearts hearts too
My son loves to find the hearts — in everything. He started with mine. Continue reading pirate’s booty heart
The Public Garden. Graffiti Dress. Lulu’s Bake Shop. Continue reading hearts of boston
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