This week is so crammed full of T-accounts and Adobe Illustrator I’ve barely had a second to make my avocado toast. So in real W Magazine style, let’s chat about some things we love and some things we could definitely do without.
If you’re like me, the last book you read for fun was either Mindy Kahling’s memoir or something by Judy Bloom. Lately, I’ve been putting more emphasis on putting my well-developed literacy to good use. This month I’m reading Little Fires Everywhere. And to make it even better, research book clubs in your area. Girls Night In Club is where I find most of my book suggestions, but start your own reading revival with your friends. Books are cool, guys! (and let me know if you have any suggestions for my next good read…)
2. Traditional Christmas Party, meet Vodka and Latkes
The holidays are oversaturated with mistletoe this and candy cane that. This season my friends and I put a little Torah twist on December and threw a Vodka and Latkes party, sans the vodka. Aka, we sat around, ate potato pancakes, and listened to Israeli pop music on repeat. For a lot of my friends this was their first *Jewish experience,* and while it wasn’t Shabbat services or a bat mitzvah, it’s all about connecting over different cultures and teaching others what you know.
3. Moon Taxi
From study to workout to chillin’, I’m obsessed. I first found their song Morocco while lurking around on Spotify, and I haven’t turned back. Can you say “indie pop soundtrack to my life?” Check out my favorites: Change, Two High, and Running Wild. All from their 2013 album, but don’t worry I’m working my way to present day. Happy listening.
To be honest, I’m already over it. That’s all I have to say about that.
Yes, I’m talking chicken and turkey. If I see one more white meat meal, I’m going to lose it. This winter I challenge you to add a new protein to your diet. Think quinoa, tofu, mushrooms, lentils. There’s nothing fundamentally wrong with poultry, just the overdose that comes from Thanksgiving. New year, new meat. Let’s do it.
6. My Concussion
I’m officially cleared for exercise and I’ve never been happier… and sorer. The way I feel when I think of hitting the weight room or pushing pedals in spin is how I imagine Christmas morning. To be honest, I’ve been doing two-a-days when my schedule lets me. Catch me in the gym all of break. Literally.
Stuck in my head: Jameson // Zella Day
Snap it: my budding book collections, please send additions to my apartment