Do you LOVE August Morgan Tennis Cocktail Napkins?

Oh my goodness.  Enough with this Labor Day nonsense, the children need to back in school ASAP.  They are driving me nuts and are one of the main reasons why I drink.

Just kidding, of course.  But I am not one of those mothers who post on Facebook "Can't believe summer is over!  Went by too fast!  Not ready to send my babies back to school!!!!"

What?  My children need the structure of school and sports, or else they tend to trash the house, claw each others eyes out or whine about how bored they are.  This Labor Day weekend my husband and I drove kids around to movies, to the pool, to the mall.  We labored on labor day, sure enough.

I also have work to do, thank you very much.  My week at NYNOW was the best ever.  I sold many, many cocktail napkins to new and old stores!  I must ship ship ship!

The biggest hit of the August Morgan booth was the Overserved cocktail napkin.

A set of for for $32 may be purchased  here.  And, as per usual, they come in our darling August Morgan gift box.

I guess there are a lot of fun tennis players out there! There is actually a tennis class at my club this morning that I was considering taking.  But then I remembered all of the cocktail napkins I need to ship.  Plus my office has a big TV with unlimited Law and Order....

Over and Out!

Kate

Tinkerbell, We're Not In The Hamptons Anymore

Dear Readers,

For the last few weeks I have been at the beach on Long Island.  It has been a fabulous break from the wretched Texas heat.

From swimming to tennis, we are an active family and often mistaken for the Kennedy clan

This is the first year I don't feel like I have to be in the ocean lest an errant wave swoops over my kids.  They are great swimmers.  Plus the water is very cold.

But, alas, I miss my Dawgs!

Since I do not have a private jet (yet), Lucy and Tinkerbell are stuck in Texas.  But fear not as they are at a darling doggie hotel and share a "condo," where they can go in and out doors all day.  Also, my husband's assistant said she signed Tinky up for swim lessons and Lucy for massages!  Well okay then, the pups are set.

But today I am in Atlanta!  I am here to sell my products!  Come see me at the Diana White Showroom; Building 1, 10th Floor, Showroom C1.  Come on, you know you want to!

DON'T BE COY!!

After that, I shall be back en Los Hamptons................

Eating and drinking!

xoxo,

Kate

Are You a Boar or a Rhino?

Good Monday to ya!

When I was first dating my husband we would go out all the time in New York and eat and drink.  And drink and drink. Soon after we were married I noticed he didn't have a cocktail upon coming home from work.  I found this odd on many levels, one being that when my father came home from work I would fix a "gin and tonky" for him.  Sweet memories.

I asked my husband why he wasn't drinking.   He said he wasn't a big drinker.  WHAT???  I pointed out that he drank all the time when we were dating.  He replied that he just drank to woo me.  I was shocked.  A friend said she would testify in a court of law if we ever divorced that I was wooed under false pretenses.

My husband was the inspiration for this napkin.

We just returned from Las Vegas last night and I was pleasantly surprised.  He brought his A game.  I was impressed.  Cocktails, wine with dinner, cocktails.  He even stayed up until four AM gambling, long after I had returned to bed.

I woke up to a sunny day and a thick wad of cash on the bedside table.  El Rey said he "and a toothless woman" played mega slots.  I had already spent the money in my mind at Hermes.

We flew home on a fancy jet with fellow fun Texans.  Before lift off we toasted one on other with beer and wine.  After thirty minutes, El Rey was fast asleep.  The party boy was turning back into a boar.

Which is fine by me, really.  Because I am not a boar.  I am a Rhino.

these may be purchased here.

And there's only room for one Rhino in a family.

xoxo,

Kate

Lest We Forget The Hipsters

Dear Readers :

Last I left you I swore off those online quizzes.  I slipped up.  I took one that measures how much of a hipster you are.  Answer : I am not a hipster.  Shocking but true.

I don't like crafted beer, beards, DIY projects, terrariums and the like but I don't hate them either.  And I respect people's rights to like those things.

One night in NYC many moons ago, my boyfriend at the time and I were walking from a dinner in Little Italy.  His friends were in town for the Hair Show.  They produced the black frocks you wear when at the salon.  In fact, earlier in the day I had been a last minute hair model on a revolving stage whilst getting my hair did.  But I digress.

Anyhoo, my boyfriend's friends treated us to a huge feast at an Italian restaurant complete with cannolis.  We couldn't eat another thing when they arrived, so they were wrapped up and forced on us in a to go box.

As we strolled down Mulberry Street we passed a scraggly young man.   We offered him our cannolis, which he accepted.  Seconds later he turned and said, "Hey, did you thing I was homeless?"  In fact we did.  Turns out he was not homeless he was a hipster.  Lesson learned, but cannolis shared.

I have created a napkin for those who think my napkins are too preppy for them :

Who doesn't love a mid century modern house cocktail napkin?

The set of four hand embroidered cocktail napkins come in the cute August Morgan box and retail for $32 and may be bought here.

"And just what are you, Missy" you may be thinking?  Answer : no clue.  Sometimes I feel preppy, sometimes I dress like a house bound invalid in a ratty Mexican dress (not in public).  If only there was a quiz to take online to tell me who I really am and what group I belong to!

xoxo,

Kate

*Although I am dressed like a Stepford Wife here I am rather liberal!

What Kind of August Morgan Cocktail Napkin Are You?

Lately on Facebook people have been posting their results on various quizzes.  They range from "What Kind of Bird Are You?" to "What Color are You?".  I rarely take these quizzes but I did take the "What Character on Downton Abbey Are You?" and the results were infuriating.

Anna.  Anna?  The dowdy maid?  What?  Hell no!  I want to be one of the sisters, except for the dead one because she dies.  And she married the chauffeur which I'm not really into.  I would rather be Isis the family dog than Anna.

Anyhoo, I thought it would be fun to have a quiz that would decipher what kind of cocktail napkin you are but I have no clue how to even begin to do that.  I will instead read into what kind of person you are by the type of August Morgan cocktail napkin you most identify with.  FYI,  I am making this up as I go..........

The Classic Beauty

You are always well coiffed and are a sought after guest at parties.  You have a way with words   Drink of choice : Vodka Soda with a splash of lemon.

The Party Girl

The party doesn't officially start until you get there.  You may be from the South.  You have a wicked sense of humor and are a friend to all.  Drink of choice : Maker's Mark and whatever.

The Aesthete

 

You have the chicest house out of all your friends.  You have an encyclopedic knowledge of art history and architecture and design.  You are an expert at entertaining.  Drink of choice : white wine (doesn't stain).

I could go on and perhaps I will sometime.  My glass is empty and must be refilled.  What kind of August Morgan Napkin are you?  Do tell.

Oh and I have stopped taking those quizzes on Facebook.  The last one I took, "Which Mad Men Character are You," said I was Ken Cosgrove.  What?  Ken F%$#*ing Cosgrove??  I'm going to keep taking that quiz.  Until I get Betty.

xoxo,

Kate

A Vision of Cleanliness

Good Afternoon!

I just returned from my yoga class and am pretty darn proud of myself.  During Shavasana, the relaxing part at the end, I had some deep thoughts.

1.  Either I need a shower in the worst way or this yoga blanket needs to be burned.

2.  Saturday is my son's birthday.  Note to self :  get stuff.

3. Perhaps more people don't but August Morgan linens because they are afraid to wash them.

Kiddos, it's so darn easy to take care of these napkins :

1. Wash on cold

2. Air dry

3. Have your housekeeper iron them, with starch!

Not only did I strengthen my body during yoga, I solved a problem for others.

Namaste, y'all!

xoxo.

Kate

Atlanta Bound

*Cue Willie Nelson

Well it's a Bloody Mary Morning....  Well, not for me but for the gentleman in back of me.  I am on a Delta Jet to Atlanta for #39x43.  This is a shopping event curated by Jess Graves of the fabulous Love List.

I must stay sober until I set up my shop.   So I drink my coffee and exhale and relax for a bit.

This morning at six am :

Me : Darling, the car is here. I'm off to the airport
El Rey (startled and still asleep) : What?!!!  But who's going to take care of everything??
Me : You.  Ciao for now!

At the airport I saw some curious outfits.  Note to the American public : it's not okay to wear flip flops of any sort to travel.  It's wrong on so many levels.  And that especially goes to the gentleman at the airport bookstore buying Bowhunting Monthly.

So come see me if you are in Atlanta!  I must go now.  I've got a Vanity Fair to read.

xoxo,

Kate