The Prado, Bruno, and a weekend back in Atlanta

Photos by Drew

1940s dress: Etsy
John Romain bag: Ebay
Shoes: Pierre Hardy for the Gap
'30s locket: gift from Drew
socks: Target

In midtown Atlanta there's this wonderful little neighborhood called The Prado, and it has a string of hidden parks that you can only get to by walking down steep and treacherous (if you're wearing heels) stone stairways--we've already taken photos there three times but it's so pretty that we keep going back to find new spots.  It's the perfect place to go for photos when there's just not enough time to travel outside the city or it's way too hot for long trips.

That's why we went there yesterday, at least.  Our day was packed full of things to do--first Drew and I went to a bakery to have brunch with some friends (I had a chocolate muffin!) and then we went to spend a few lazy hours at Barnes & Noble just to look at magazines.  They were pretty uninspiring.  Even the ones that I normally like are sort of boring at the moment--this awful same-y edginess in every one of them.  I should have just bypassed the magazines for the Southern history section.  

After that we took blog photos, and then had sushi for dinner and went to see Bruno, which was probably the second movie I'd seen in a theater in three years.  I normally hate going to the movie theaters since I can't sit still and I'm no good at appreciating new movies, but I couldn't pass Bruno up.  It's a good sort of movie for people like me who have an immature sense of humor and maybe a case of A.D.D.  


Today was a lot lazier--we made one trip to a thrift store, and then came home and rested, watching It Happened One Night on TCM.  Now it's half-storming out . . .  Weather.com is giving us a "Significant Weather Alert," and I think it may be hailing out, and suddenly storm watching at the window seems a lot more fun than blog post writing!