The Edition: No. 145
Jan 21, 2020
Trees fall with spectacular crashes, but planting is silent and growth is invisible. — Richard Powers
Asked. What happens when prospective employers can’t ask about salary history. And stories from real women about how they share their salary with others.
Found. It’s easy to see why this Vince Camuto work dress sold out at Nordstrom in two days.
Cheeky. Inside the Millenial Church of Glossier.
Released. New stock at Ann Taylor. I’m loving this ruffle-neck blouse.
Addressed. How to deal with an employee who has an attitude problem.
Cinched. Need suits? This menswear-inspired pinstripe from Tahari and this black and white Le Suit dress suit caught my eye.
Buzzed. A look at Bumble; is the dating app is changing the world or just marketing?
Smoothed. These microneedle patches treat fine lines from within.
Downed. On Coping with Seasonal Affective Disorder at Work.
Whitened. Someone posted these WHBM white trousers in the comments last week, and the endorsements came pouring in.
Wiped. How to clean your earbuds because you need to clean your earbuds.
I try to spend 20-minutes every day adding things to my Pinterest boards. It’s a nice break from my work day. Typically, I grab a can of Feisty Cherry Diet Coke with a lime wedge and spend a few minutes pinning interiors, recipes, and fashions. It’s a nice reset before I reassess my to-do list. But the other day, I fell down a rabbit hole called mini-sheet cakes.
Not since Julia Child has a woman loved cake as much as I do. And this Mini Chocolate Sheet Cake with raspberry filling from A Cozy Kitchen has haunted my dreams ever since. (photo is hers)
You see, Kyle does not eat cake. Chocolate cake is particularly hated, despised only slightly less than brownies. How I ended up with a husband who not only won’t eat soup, but also doesn’t eat cake, feels like a real fail on my part.
This cake would be perfect for Valentine’s or Galentine’s or because “a party without cake is just a meeting.” I’m going to have to figure out which of my friends isn’t currently doing keto or Whole30 and get a girls’ night together so I have a reason to bake.
I already sourced the perfect heart-confetti sprinkles. You’re welcome.
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From someone that made brownies (and frosted ones at that) last night for an afternoon meeting, I think you scored a win for Abra. Because More. Cake. For. You.
It’s the one thing that makes me still wish that I had coworkers. I miss baking, but I don’t need to eat a whole sheet cake and willpower around sweets is not my skill.
FWIW – my local homeless aid society is JAZZED when I drop off baked goods. I know my mother used to drop off baked goods at a halfway house with similar success. I also like to make cookies or cakes but don’t want the whole thing around the house…
(Add a package of tube socks and they’re literally dancing with joy.)
That cake looks like perfection.
I love this idea!
This is great to know. I’m surprised because I know a lot of places are concerned about homemade goods.
Thanks for sharing the article on Seasonal Affective Disorder and for your comments in the article.
The hatred of brownies is particularly concerning. I really like that fact that my boyfriend is a garbage disposal because I can make brownies if I want and be free of the duty to eat them all. Godspeed.
I also don’t like cake. But I do love to bake, and recently made this: https://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/the_best_chocol/
I have NEVER gone back for a second dessert in my life and on more than one occasion, I hid from my kids in the pantry while sneaking seconds and thirds of this cake. So good. SO worth it.