Style: Holy Chic


I've been a little more than obsessed with white tees lately. Add a cool graphic and the perfect vintage slouch and I'm sold! I snatched this Holy Chic tee up from Blonde Design. Amanda's making a splash in my darling hometown. She's bringing some fun, edgy, and clean designs to the fundamental wardrobe staple in addition to a slew of graphic design services. Get it girl! #hustlebirds



Juley & Julia | The Ultimate Crabcake Sandwich

My dad's been in the fishing industry for over thirty years. Growing up, there wasn't a week that passed without eating the freshest tuna, shrimp, oysters, crab, and crawfish. It's fair to say seafood runs in our blood. I really hate to admit this, but there were some days that my siblings and I griped about having fish for dinner. We'd cry, 'can we please have chicken or some other kind of meat?!' Little did we know how quickly those days of whining would catch up to us. It wasn't until after leaving the nest that we realized how fortunate we were and how expensive it is. Life and its lessons!

Nowadays, it's like winning the lottery when the parents offer their thick stash of seafood.  Most recently, I took home two pounds of fresh gulf jumbo lump crab meat. I don't think there are more beautiful words:  FRESH JUMBO LUMP CRAB MEAT.  So, I decided to whip up crab cake sandwiches for Josh and my sisters. 

I honestly didn't have a recipe when making this, but I wanted to make sure the crab meat took center stage. What I ended up with was a pretty damn good sandwich with texture from the alfalfa sprouts, a little bite from the creole mustard, and soft brioche rolls that complemented the crunchy crab cakes. You can certainly eat this sans-bread but don't forget to have an ice cold beer handy.


Ingredients: (makes four sandwiches)
1 lb. jumbo lump crab meat
1 heaping tbsp. mayonaise
2 tsp. dijon mustard
1 tsp. creole grain mustard (get Cochon's if you can!)
1-2 tsp. chives, chopped
1/4 c. japanse panko breadcrumbs
salt + pepper
Olive oil and butter for pan frying
butter lettuce leaves
alfalfa sprouts
4 soft brioche buns, buttered and toasted
lemon wedges 

1. In a large mixing bowl, combine crab meat with mayonaise, mustards, chives, and panko breadcrumbs. Season with salt and pepper. Gently mix together with a rubber spatula or clean hands until ingredients are thoroughly mixed. Be careful not to break up the crab meat!
2. Portion out four crab cakes with either a quarter cup measuring cup or large ice cream scoop.
3. Heat a heavy-bottom pan on medium heat. Drizzle with about 1-2 tbsp. each olive oil and butter to cover the pan. To test the oil, toss a few panko breadcrumbs in and if it immediately starts to sizzle it's ready.
4. Carefully transfer the crab cakes into the pan and sear on both sides until golden brown, about 4-5 minutes on each side. You might have to add more oil or gently press the cakes down to keep their shape while cooking.  Transfer to a plate, squeeze lemon juice over patties, and set aside until you're to assemble the sandwiches. 
5. To assemble, spread creole mustard on both brioche buns, top with butter lettuce leaves, crab cake, and alfalfa sprouts. Enjoy!

We're in this together.


He taught an era a new way of looking at and laughing with the world. While there's speculation on the cause of his death, I can't help but feel deep sadness for the years he spent battling his demons, namely depression.  And more so that we couldn't do anything to help.

I recently learned that one of my dearest loved ones went through a period of depression during high school. If it wasn't already the shittiest of times, someone decided to take out her issues on her. We'll refer to this person as the ultimate mean girl. Mean girl resorted to the internet and unleashed a string of hate messages and blog posts dedicated to my friend. She took it to the extreme with one message suggesting she should 'go kill herself'. A blatant and public form of torture. I was beyond furious.

At myself for not being there for her during this time.

At that girl who showed up at the same place we were. That place was our Buddhist temple - a place of faith and peace. But, something had to be done. If we don't stand for the ones we love, then what do we stand for?

I couldn't change the fact that I wasn't there to support her when this stuff went down, but I sure as hell wasn't going to let another day go by with those blog posts running rampant on the internet. So, as gracefully as I could I confronted this girl and firmly told her to take that bullshit down.  She should apologize, but cowards don't do that. Besides, we're over it.

Thank God my loved one was strong enough to pull through, to put her pain into her art, and to come out of this situation a better person. If she didn't, I don't know how much sadness I would feel. It would certainly be as deep a sadness as we collectively feel for Robin Williams. 

If any of you are out there going through a similarly hard time, I hope that you know there are people who love you and need you not to give up.

We're all in this together.