The Sickest Gifts

So I will begin today's post with an apology for not writing for the last couple of days. I am sure I have disappointed my staggering amount of followers (insert sarcasm here). Instead of blogging I have taken my turn as Nurse Betty. My dear friend Em had some very intensive surgery so my girls and I are channeling our inner mom genes. And I don't mean wearing light wash high waisted pants with pleats!  In case you are experiencing Lee envy check out the great get well gifts straight from her St. Luke's bedside. Oh, and I will preface by saying that I have never met anyone like Em...in a good way.

Now don't get me wrong we still believe in the time honored traditions of sweet sympathy, blooming bouquets, and embarrassing balloon displays. But all of Emily's "thinking of you's"seemed to have a highly appropriate "sick" twist. So in the spirit of surgery that requires something being removed check out the awesome and slightly dark humored sayonara card I found from my favorite SoHo haunt McNally Jackson. Do you think this is just a coincidence that it was blurred? 

These not so traditional tulips from Adore Floral (on Lafayette b/w  Bleecker and Houston) were given with a Euphoria cactus.

The Noho florist is famous for its unique pairing of color and arrangements in flower and plant life alike. For an added touch take a little impromptu advice and forgo the vase for this plastic water pitcher in Pepto pink! 

Don't forget the trashy magazines! Perkiset and Us Weekly are the perfect combination for an afternoon of lazing about in your drafty gown and sterile surroundings. Between the perscription cocktail and pictures of Brad Pitt you will be sure to sleep to dream!

*As an added bonus remember no matter how bad you feel at least your not Rhianna!