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Each year as Valentine's Day comes along, a Hallmark spell seems to cast even the most discerning New Yorkers to drop all logic and focus on that one four-letter word: love. Whether it be a new love or a lack-there-of, it becomes all we can think about. Don't get us wrong, we're not anti-love, we're simply advocating for a new perspective on the matter, loving yourself. So while you scroll through more engagement announcements and couples celebrating on Instagram, although these suggestions are primed for those people too, we had something different in mind.
We tapped into our favorite New York hotels, and our favorite fine-jewelers AUrate New York, for the most indulgent ways to show love to yourself (or if you must, others), this Valentine's Day.
Oh, and we almost forgot the best part…how dare us! We're offering one lucky lover a chance to win two nights in any city on us, plus a $500 gift card at AUrate when you enter your email right here.
Our favorite: The Carlyle
Show yourself some love from the very moment you wake up. And by love, we mean The Carlyle's classic American breakfast straight to your bed. Indulge in freshly squeezed orange juice, two White Mountain organic eggs any-style, assorted breakfast
Our favorite: The Nomad Hotel
If you're going to ruffle some sheets, we want you to do so only in the finest of sheets imaginable. Personally, we can't get enough of the custom linens and bedding by Bellino found in each and every lush bed at The Nomad hotel.
Our favorite: The Surrey
Nothing says 'I love myself' like making sure you get that good sleep.
Our favorite: The William Vale
Loving yourself takes time, getting over someone takes time. We are firm believers that that time is best spent in front fo sprawling Manhattan views on your room's balcony, freshening up in your glass-enclosed rainfall showers, and topping it off with a cocktail from your fully-stocked minibar.
Our favorite: The Freehand
Take your broken heart to Broken Shaker, because the best way to get over a bad break-up, or just someone who ghosted you, is with many-a-cocktail (we're into the Julis Sleezer) and irresistibly tropical vibes. Plus, the trendy crowd of gorgeous people doesn't hurt, either.
Our favorite: AUrate New York
Trade in your dreams for a diamond ring with the lovable reality that you could win a $500 gift card towards some diamond studs. More specifically, AUrate New York's 14K Pave Diamond Zodiac Stud Earrings cast in the purest gold in the shape of your astrological sign.


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Belated wedding wishes
I feel sorry for missing such an important day of your life, your wedding day. I am sending belated wedding wishes and good luck blessings on your way. May you and your loved one stay happy and blessed always. Happy belated wedding to both you!
We are sorry we could not make your wedding but we hear it was a beautiful affair as were the both of you. We look forward to seeing the pictures and seeing you both at the next family gathering. We wish you a lifetime of happiness.
Even though this message comes to you a little late, the wish it brings for happiness is good on any day date.
Though my wishes might have come bit late, but they are full of all the prayers and hope for your happy married life. Wish you both a journey full of happiness and joy.
I wish that your love grows day after day and year after year. Happy belated wedding!
One thing you'll realize after being married for a while is that 'time flies when you are having fun.' That's why you'll have to excuse us for getting your wedding card to you guys so late. We hope time is flying fast for you guys too.

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This advertising favour or bookmark was produced for the Coventry cycle manufacturer Starley Brothers who proudly displayed "By Special Appointment to Her Majesty The Queen" indicating that he had sold product to the Royal Family.
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Artist's Profile
Robert Houle
Toronto Ontario
[St. Boniface, Manitoba, 1947]
Robert Houle is a member of Sandy Bay First Nation, Manitoba and currently lives and works in Toronto. As a child Robert was taken from his family and placed in the Sandy Bay Indian Residential School. He moved to the Assiniboia Indian Residential School in Winnipeg for High School. He received a B.A. in Art History from the University of Manitoba, and a B.A. in Art Education from McGill University and studied painting and drawing at the International Summer Academy of Fine arts in Salzburg, Austria. Robert taught native studies at the Ontario College of Art and Design University in Toronto for fifteen years.
Robert has exhibited widely in solo and group exhibition across Canada and abroad. He was curator of contemporary aboriginal art at the Canadian Museum of Civilization from 1977 to 1981 and has curated or co-curated groundbreaking exhibitions. He has written extensively on major contemporary First Nations and Native American artists.
Robert Houle's curating, writing and teaching has played a significant role in defining indigenous identity. His considerable influence as an artist, curator, writer, educator and cultural theorist has led to his being awarded the Janet Braide Memorial Award for Excellence in Canadian Art History in 1993; the 2001 Toronto Arts Award for the visual Arts; the Eiteljorg Fellowship in 2003, membership in the royal Canadian academy; distinguished alumnus, University of Manitoba, and the Canada Council Residency Program for the Visual Arts in Paris.
He is represented by Galerie Orenda in Paris; Galerie Nicolas Robert in Montreal; and Kinsman Robinson Galleries in Toronto.
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A chai is sometimes the perfect sweet pick-me up on a really cold day. But going to a fancy coffee shop is sometimes out of reach or just too expensive. Coffee shop chai can be made right on your stove, and you'll end up with something quite delicious that is lower is sugar than a traditional chai latte. You can buy any brand of chai tea that you like for this Almond Milk Chai Tea, if you get one that is already naturally flavored with vanilla, slowly add vanilla to taste so you don't end up with something too sweet. For the recipe Click here !


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Kite Base are preparing for a big summer as their debut album, Latent Whispers, drops in May ahead of their Field Day appearance the following month. And if you caught them play Kamio recently you'll know just why this is exciting news.
The bandmates of Kendra Frost and Ayse Hassan (of Savages fame) operate as a seamless unit who can simultaneously channel the nocturnal voodoo of Sixousie Sioux and the experimental pop daring of Laurie Anderson. That's no mean feat.
But if you didn't catch their Kamio set you have a chance to see what you missed with the video of their first single off the album, Transition. It's a stunning, multi-camera effort that captures the band's trademark visual that seem to react to the music as Kendra handles the heavenly vocals and Ayse powers deep into the groove.
The band is no stranger to making eye-catching videos. They recently released a cover of the Nine Inch Nails tune Something I Can Never Have, which quickly caught the attention of Trent Reznor himself.
We caught up with Kendra ahead of the band's highly-anticipated Field Day set and grilled her on her favourite five albums. And yes, Nine Inch Nails feature once again as she credits The Fragile for blowing her musical mind. Here's what she had to say:
Radiohead – OK Computer
I was brought up pretty exclusively on a diet of The Beatles, Sky and Mike Oldfield. My mum was a bookworm more than anything, so although I grew up surrounded by incredible words and pictures, there wasn't a huge amount else music wise readily available to me at the time – her remaining Hendrix cassette tapes had long been sealed shut with sellotape, and rightly so, after I was caught eating them as a toddler; the downside being they'd been fastened so well we could never open them again so all I could do was daydream at what they may have sounded like from looking at the album artwork. We had a piano, so I'd make sounds on that instead, composing nonsensical little tunes which satisfied something within me. I pretty much hated what I heard outside of my Beatles bubble in 'popular' chart music at the time. I had my beloved Sony Walkman and John, Paul, George and Ringo lived in it and it was a happy place, thank you very much! Then 1997 happened and suddenly this incredible artwork started appearing in magazines and I gazed at it the way I had done those Hendrix tapes, trying to imagine the affiliated sounds they represented. It was too tantalising to bear. I was going on a family package holiday with my mum and grandparents and my dear granddad, ever true to his kind nature, asked me if there was anything at all that I wanted from duty free. I pointed at the cassette form of OK Computer. I don't think I muttered a word that entire fortnight. John, Paul, George and Ringo moved out of Sony Walkman land and in came Thom, Colin, Jonny, Ed and Phil. And they stayed there, exclusively for a very, very long time. The album compelled me to pick up my first guitar.
Aphex Twin – Selected Ambient Works 85-92
After Radiohead opened the floodgates of potential and confirmed there was good noise out there other than The Beatles, I started buying 'NOW!' tapes so to get a general taster as to what else there might potentially be. I used to play them while I did my homework and it was always NOW! 2 that broke my concentration the most. Dance music. I absolutely loved it. The NOW! tapes introduced me to drum and bass, jungle, house… I needed more and went off to do my research. I landed at Selected Ambient Works 85-92 and things were never quite the same again afterwards. That opening synth riff and twinkling hi-hat loop. Every time I hear it I am transported right back to where I was when I first heard it – the whole album has that elegiac power.
Annie Lennox – Medusa
I knew of Annie Lennox long before I did the Eurythmics. Medusa was an album that magically grew into the car tape deck one glorious day in the mid Nineties. I wasn't aware at the time that the tracks were covers as I'd never heard the originals, and when I finally did I remember thinking I much preferred Annie's versions on the whole. I discovered her voice through this album and was completely blown away by its tone and richness. It opened my mind to the possibility that there was scope for lead vocals to sound something other than the vastly nasal, shrill, pop chart offerings of the time. This vocal gripped you and you had to stop and listen. It was a dense, all encompassing, rich tasting vocal tone as opposed to a lolly pop sugar hit. I was hooked.
Bjork – Telegram
Due to my love of dance music, remix albums completely fascinated me. Most of the time, I preferred remixes to originals. Telegram was the first album by Bjork that I owned, bought for me by my super-kind granddad once again. I'd been bought a CD player for Xmas (christened by the White Album, naturally) and couldn't wait to start collecting them instead of tapes. But I was so overwhelmed by the prospect of whether to start by rinsing my pocket money on replacing and 'upgrading' the tapes I already had or to invest it in new noise. This prospect genuinely perturbed me and I remember relaying this to my granddad when he inquired why on earth I was buying the same things over and over again, so I explained the dilemma. There was a sale on at Virgin Megastore in a local mall out in the sticks of London and my granddad took me there as a surprise and said I could pick out anything in the sale that I wanted. Telegram was the first disc I picked up. He bought me 20 CDs that day – a mix of replacements and new sounds to kick start my growing addiction to music. I can remember amongst the others were Marilyn Manson's Antichrist Superstar, the Japanese import of Blur's Bustin + Dronin remix album and a shiny new copy of OK Computer, complete with the hidden message on the inside lip of the CD jewel case that a friend of mine had discovered and I had therefore been even more desperate to own. Bjork's voice and lyrics took me somewhere else and the beats helped to secure me there. The combined sounds painted pictures the way those Sky tapes had when I was a child and I happily lose myself in that place with Bjork to this day.
Nine Inch Nails – The Fragile
I'd started studying photography and was particularly inspired by abstraction. Once again, drawn in initially by the artwork, I saw these beautiful, evocative images crop up in music magazines and wondered, true to form, what the music they represented could possibly sound like. I asked a friend what NIN sounded like and they replied 'metal'. But what kind of metal, though? Was this a Deftones kind of metal? Kiss? Sabbath? The photographs didn't imply the 'Cookie Monster' vocal that was rife at the time… I had to know. If OK Computer made me pick up the guitar, The Fragile encouraged me throw it against the wall and enroll in a music production course the second I was out of sixth form. Those sounds… how?! What made them? Why those ones in particular? The more I listened, the more I realized each sound had been specifically designed and curated to reflect the lyrical mood or the vocal melody. This was a totally different beast of a masterpiece and I realised with dismay that I couldn't teach myself to play it with my guitar alone. The answer had to be in machines. I felt as overwhelmed at that prospect as I did when I embarked upon switching all of my tapes to CDs. Where to start?! I know nothing about these machines, I don't even own a computer aside from a Gameboy and a Mega Drive… I listened intently, over and over again. The beautiful vocal tones calmed me and I suddenly thought – switch your perspective. This isn't an overwhelming prospect, you are lucky to have had a path of endless sonic exploration and discovery revealed to you and it's totally your choice whether to go down it or not. I picked up the bass and joined my first band shortly afterwards and I'm still walking down that sonic path, merrily lost and found, all at once.
Kite Base support Thor & Friends on May 2nd at the Lexington and play Field Day on June 3rd


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Dear Tamar Roi and Yishai,
We have never met but I write to you with tears in my eyes, and a sad and heavy heart that is shared by our people, Am Yisroel. Like your parents, I too long to settle in the land of our ancestors to which we as a nation have returned. Like your father, Udi, Zecher Tzadik Lvracha , I am 36. My wife Toby is just short of 35 like your mother Ruth, Zecher Tzadeket Lvrocha. We have six children, which your precious family numbered just a few days ago, before your parents and siblings; Yoav, Elad and Hadas, were so cruelly and monstrously stolen from this world.
I recently attended a dinner for one of the largest Jewish Day Schools in the United States at which there was a moment of silence for your family. Families attended from all over Florida and were united in their tears and painful grieving. There was no distance being measured that evening between American Jews who have never met your family and those of you holy ones who dwell in Itamar, Israel. Tears and moaning however, are not enough for you and not enough for this world which must always be repaired.
There is hope in this unspeakable tragedy of Jews being killed once again for being Jewish. I was taught by the Lubavitcher Rebbe of blessed memory, Rabbi Menachem Mendel Schneerson, that we must outweigh every evil act with goodness. We must strengthen the Jewish people with every assault against us. He always reminded us of the great Jewish idea that a little bit of light dispels much darkness. I know there is nothing we can do to console you but here in the Diaspora people are calling, emailing and texting each other about doing something, just something to ensure that barbaric acts such as this one, never happen again. And so I will start with just one small act of good that will perhaps inspire others to do the same. The members of Eliezer; the Jewish Society at Yale will start an annual lecture on campus in memory of your parents and siblings. It will be titled "The Fogel Family Annual Lecture on Israeli Security and Sovereignty." As we have done for 14 years we will on an annual basis bring a leader of the Israeli Political and religious leadership to Yale to speak about the importance of Israel never compromising holy Jewish land for a so called peace with an enemy that seeks our annihilation.
I humbly invite my colleagues, leaders of Jewish Communities around the globe to join me this week in committing and publicizing some enduring community act in the name of your family. I hope that the light of their memory will shine eternally on our people and guide our path to safety through every peril. We will remind the world that the Jews of Itamar, are well armed and yet not a shot of
retaliation has been fired.The Jewish way is to love our own children, even protect those of our enemies, and to spread the world with acts of goodness and kindness. We at Yale will in our very small way eternalize the memory of your loving family.
With a terribly broken heart, yet steadfast and strong conviction I say to you my beloved Tamar, Roi and Yishai; and to all of Am Yisroel who mourn this week, Hamakom Yanachem Eschem bsoch Shar Avelei Zion Veyerushalaim
May the Creator console us among the mourners of Zion and Jerusalem.
Shmully Hecht is Rabbinical Advisor to Eliezer ; the Jewish Society at Yale University.


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It's been awhile since we've had the opportunity to have an outside contributor—not since last season—but it seems as good a time as any to start now! Marc Kleinhenz—who's writing you've probably seen on gaming sites such as Gamasutra or IGN, or at fellow ASoIaF fan site Tower of the Hand—has shared with us a piece asking various fans and individuals familiar with the cities about what senses they associate with the series. Touching on the novels as much as on the TV show, his piece, "The Seven Senses of Westeros", has some good quotes. Particularly glad he had a chance to ask artist Ted Nasmith about it, and of course Amin from the great Podcast of Ice and Fire, as well as Johnny from TotH.
Oh, and me! It's a brief read, but I'm curious what you'd say to the question—what senses do you think about when you read or watch the series?
If you'd like to read about the essay I reference in my own answer, it can be found at George's site here... Or, better yet, listen to him read it himself:


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Wine Country Cruising
Come harvest time, the California sea breeze blows toward Napa Valley
Some things are worth doing because they're a big deal, others because they are not. Take my trip up the Napa River, nosing into the richest wine-growing region in California. No big deal, but I'd never explored the Napa Valley by boat. 'Nuff said.
The city of Vallejo, a former Navy town that now has a former Navy yard on its hands, was my first stop. The depthsounder's alarm heckled me at the entrance to Vallejo Yacht Club—my borrowed deep-draft J/42, Merry J, draws 6.5 feet—but the sailors of San Francisco Bay have an 83-year tradition of racing to Vallejo as a season opener. It was special to tie up and trade tales with the locals without the animal-house atmosphere I've experienced at the end of those races. And I am grateful. More than one of my new friends on the river warned me about Nasty Number 7. That would be a stake, FL G 4s 15ft "7", where the Napa River takes a lazy bend to port, bound upstream. The consensus: Get too close to number 7 and you're there for the tide.
Duly warned and in no hurry at all, I set off the next morning, called to have the Mare Island Causeway Bridge opened, and right away felt guilty looking at all those stopped cars and bottled-up people waiting for one guy in a boat to pass. Almost guilty? A few calls to potential crew had established that when it comes to sailing around in the middle of the week, most people have it harder than sailing writers. I'd fix that, if I knew how. I wasn't lonely. I always talk to boats.
Thus "we" entered a world of big sky and thin horizons. The Napa River is only 55 miles long, but deceptively wider than the channel. The navigable portion runs less than 20 miles, to the town of Napa, and I wasn't going even that far. Most of the bottom is soft mud, and I was warned that farther upriver there is hard stuff to hit. With massive reconstruction under way on the town's riverfront, this expedition would rally up at the Napa Valley Marina and taxi into town.
In passing I accorded great respect to Nasty Number 7—the stake stood in seductively-open water, away from the riverbank—and along my way I passed exactly three fishermen and no other boats.
To port and ahead lay the southernmost hills of the Carneros Creek region, the first U.S. appellation designated by climate, not politics. Spanning the south of the Sonoma and Napa valleys and exposed to a cooling sea breeze, the Carneros favors the growth of Pinot Noir and Chardonnay. But few places have the likes of Northern California's microclimates. A handful of miles farther north, in mountain-sheltered heat, Cabernet vines are tortured to greatness by celebrated winemakers from Mondavi to Coppola. The Napa Valley Appellation is a gold standard.
And, speaking of gold, some of my East Coast friends have issues with the way our California hills turn "brown" toward autumn harvest time. To my eyes, those hills are golden, thank you very much. And this was a new view, looking beyond a broken levee to the Carneros and back to the coastal range across country once marshland, then diked and farmed, now flooded through broken levees. The Napa River was a commercial artery, but grain scows and fur traders are distant memories now, except for the occasional rotting hulk and the snowy egret that flies at your approach.
In a few more turns Merry J was weaving along with Milton Road, a thin-line levee community one house deep, each house with a dock, backed by flooded fields. There were prim cottages; fashion-forward architectural assertions; a few shacks melting into the tules and matched by some eccentric floating creation melting into the shallows.
Then came the Brazos Railroad Bridge and Napa Valley Marina, with its 200 deep-water slips and capacity to lift catamarans to 70 feet. Picture a mix of very good boats alongside broken dreams. But this is a good stop, with a quality marine shop, and—who would have guessed—the grape vines are greener on the other side of the fence.
I taxied into Napa town and treated myself to a walk-around, then a bite of trout and a taste of Sauvignon Blanc at a restaurant with a view of dredging on the riverfront just a few feet away. Beyond the working barges the open strip of water was less than the beam of a J/42. Merry J would not have done well here, and they tell me the new waterfront that will open sometime next year is not for deep-draft boats. Anchor in the tules and cover the last few miles by dinghy, or stop at the marina. Your long-distance cruiser can get within sniffing distance, but not walking distance, of the valley's celebrated nouvelle cuisine.
Add a day of loafing and yet another morning calm and free and we find me motoring downriver on an outbound tide with a 1-knot current boost. Outbound tide adds motive to avoid going aground, which is why I took Nasty Number 7 extra, extra wide.
Oops, too wide.
Surely, my friends, you know Kenneth Grahame's tale of the Water Rat as he informs the Mole of the eternal truth that there is nothing so much worth doing as messing about in boats. But quick, what happens next? Why, our Wind in the Willows heroes have a boat wreck. That's what. A b-o-a-t-w-r-e-c-k. Immediately then we find Ratty, not the least bit shaken, "picking himself up with a pleasant laugh."
That's my story. I'm sticking to it.