Be it ever so humble...

Life in Chicago has been rather exciting. So far I've successfully navigated an Irish couple to the Sears Tower, caught up on the latest issues of CS, visited a green river and had Guinness poured in my eye on Saint Patrick's Day, not to mention I've eaten WAY too many Fox and Obel cupcakes. All and all it's been a delightful move, if a little harried.

I might still be living out of a suitcase, but that hasn’t stopped me from fantasizing about my yet to be found new apartment. After flipping through the latest issue of Domino, I can’t wait to decorate! I’m curious about grey painted walls (are they everywhere now?) and am ready to embrace pattern and reupholster vintage furniture. So before I go all Kelly Wearstler on you, are there any great Chicago home stores that I need to check out?

I know normally I come here with recommendations, but today I figure I'll shake things up a bit. If you know of anything fabulous and preferably fabu-less (remember I'm a writer) please let me know.

If I were your significant other, there would have been fights, wine induced phone calls and screaming matches by now. I bypassed them all and went straight to silence. I am sorry. I've been absent. I've been neglectful. But in my defense, I do have exciting news. In my long time away from biscottiandblahniks, I've been out of the country, accepted a new job, officially moved across state lines, and have been dealing with an extremely temperamental internet connection. Ok, so that last one isn't exactly exciting, but it seemed a key factor in my lack of posting. With that, I'm sorry. Let's get back on track.