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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Wed, 30 May 2012 05:16:03 GMT--><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><title>Indie Dates in NYC</title><subtitle>Indie Dates in NYC</subtitle><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/</id><link rel="alternate" type="application/xhtml+xml" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/"/><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/atom.xml"/><updated>2012-05-10T05:48:48Z</updated><generator uri="http://www.squarespace.com/" version="Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)">Squarespace</generator><entry><title>Grass Fed Up!</title><category term="BRGR"/><category term="Bareburger"/><category term="Chelsea"/><category term="Flatiron District"/><category term="Food Fetish"/><category term="burgers"/><category term="fast food"/><category term="grass-fed"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/5/8/grass-fed-up.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/5/8/grass-fed-up.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-05-08T20:14:26Z</published><updated>2012-05-08T20:14:26Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Not only did my first date in four years cancel on me (emotional buzz kill) but, add to that, it was grey, dreary and rainy outside (amplifying said buzz kill).  Ah, the perfect day for a depressive afternoon of self-pitying and over-indulgent eating.  I made it my goal to sedate myself into a fast food-induced coma and revive myself later with a dose of love in the form of chocolate.  BRGR was in the neighborhood so I gave it a shot.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>A-Lister For A Day At Ted Gibson Salon</title><category term="Flatiron District"/><category term="NYC"/><category term="Nurtured Body"/><category term="Ted Gibson"/><category term="celebrity stylist"/><category term="hair cut"/><category term="hair stylist"/><category term="natural hair"/><category term="salon"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/21/a-lister-for-a-day-at-ted-gibson-salon.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/21/a-lister-for-a-day-at-ted-gibson-salon.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-04-22T02:45:46Z</published><updated>2012-04-22T02:45:46Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Who doesn't wanna walk into a room and be treated like an A-lister?  Well, I recently indulged in such super-star treatment at the Ted Gibson Salon. Even I, a mere commoner, didn't have to endure long waits in the reception area reading gossip magazines.  Nor did I have to endure extensive deep conditioning treatments with my head arched awkwardly over the sink while my stylist catered to her over booked schedule of more important clients. Nope.  For once, it was all about me!]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Planking On The LES (Pilates Style)</title><category term="Babycakes Bakery"/><category term="Cake Shop"/><category term="LES"/><category term="Nurtured Body"/><category term="Plank Pilates"/><category term="September Wines"/><category term="Tower Class"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/21/planking-on-the-les-pilates-style.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/21/planking-on-the-les-pilates-style.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-04-21T16:13:47Z</published><updated>2012-04-21T16:13:47Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Pilates class was the perfect excuse to schlep downtown and wander around my post break-up 'hood of the Lower East Side.  I discovered that it's evolved as much as I have over the past four years.  The young, hipster vibe was still there along with the Cake Shop across from my old bedroom window and my emergency spots for uncontrollable cases of single-itis: September Wine & Spirits and Babycakes Bakery.  But one of the new spots that's emerged is Plank Pilates; an intimate, well-designed Pilates studio housed in a building constructed in 1869, with antique wood floors and original stone walls.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Wrapped Up In Redcord</title><category term="Bryant Park"/><category term="Neurac Institute"/><category term="Nurtured Body"/><category term="Pilates on Fifth"/><category term="Redcord"/><category term="Times Square"/><category term="functional training"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/19/wrapped-up-in-redcord.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/4/19/wrapped-up-in-redcord.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-04-19T19:39:58Z</published><updated>2012-04-19T19:39:58Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[I've got a confession.  I've been wrapped up in a torrid new affair with Redcord.  No, it hasn't diminished my deep affection for or loyalty to Pilates. But it definitely scores a close second; just as Idris Elba does to The Rock.

It started off as just a brief flirtation: a Living Social deal including three group classes at Pilates on Fifth.  Being a person picky about my Pilates, though, I decided to take advantage of Pilates on Fifth for that little special something they offer that most Pilates studios don't.  REDCORD!]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Raw Food Deal</title><category term="Alphabet City"/><category term="East Village"/><category term="Food Fetish"/><category term="organic"/><category term="raw food"/><category term="vegan"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/19/raw-food-deal.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/19/raw-food-deal.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-19T17:55:04Z</published><updated>2012-03-19T17:55:04Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Quintessence is a hidden gem in the eclectic East Village of 5-story walk-ups and passers-by that seem to carry complex life stories and eccentricities.  I sat at a table by the window which became an entertaining picture book of characters; some of whom seemed stuck in an 80s time warp, swathed in vintage clothing and signs of bygone-era excess lingering on their wandering souls.  It was an interesting mix of those types, plus rent-stabilized hanger-on-ers surprised to see their hood become hip and the young hipsters that help make it so.  If it weren't for NY, these characters would never co-exist.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Meditation Challenge FAIL!</title><category term="Chopra Center"/><category term="Deepak Chopra"/><category term="Spiritual High"/><category term="breath"/><category term="davidji"/><category term="meditation"/><category term="mind-body"/><category term="well-being"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/15/meditation-challenge-fail.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/15/meditation-challenge-fail.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-15T16:35:45Z</published><updated>2012-03-15T16:35:45Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[It was the 21st day of the Chopra Center 21-day Meditation Challenge and I was still on meditation #15.  To cram or not to cram? That was the question.  I could've meditated all night to make up for my lack of commitment over the last week. But that seemed counter-intuitive to the whole process and purpose of creating a consistent daily practice.  My other option?]]></summary></entry><entry><title>My Buddhist BFF</title><category term="Buddha"/><category term="Enlightened Mind"/><category term="Gabriel Cohen"/><category term="buddhist teaching"/><category term="divorce"/><category term="enlightenment"/><category term="healing"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/11/my-buddhist-bff.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/11/my-buddhist-bff.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-11T18:15:01Z</published><updated>2012-03-11T18:15:01Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[For the first time since my separation and divorce, I've finally connected with someone who gets me.  I feel like I've just had an intimate, 257-page conversation with Gabriel Cohen, author of "Storms Can't Hurt the Sky: A Buddhist Path Through Divorce".  We commiserated over the pain we've felt from being abandoned by our EXes without forewarning.  We discussed our haunting need for answers; not just in response to being dumped but; what it was about us that possibly contributed to the failure of our marriage.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Discovering My Inner-Snob at the Spa</title><category term="Alphabet City"/><category term="East Village"/><category term="Nurtured Body"/><category term="platza oak leaf treatment"/><category term="russian &amp; turkish baths"/><category term="sauna"/><category term="spa"/><category term="steam room"/><category term="water lounge"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/10/discovering-my-inner-snob-at-the-spa.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/10/discovering-my-inner-snob-at-the-spa.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-10T19:31:51Z</published><updated>2012-03-10T19:31:51Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[The historic Russian & Turkish Baths on E10th St were a major disappointment for this Indie Girl seeking refuge from the rapid-paced concrete jungle of NYC.  It was like a bachelor pad version of a spa that felt purely functional and devoid of any atmosphere or amenities conducive to relaxation and pampering.  Nor was there any sense of hospitality; just a stern faced dude in a Kangol who assumed I knew the services, policies and procedures of this old-school facility, chock-full of regulars who already knew the drill.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>The Best Kind of MELTdown</title><category term="MELT® Method"/><category term="Nurtured Body"/><category term="connective tissue"/><category term="foot massage"/><category term="hand massage"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/9/the-best-kind-of-meltdown.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/9/the-best-kind-of-meltdown.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-09T20:00:26Z</published><updated>2012-03-09T20:00:26Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[I rememeber when the reality of separation and divorce from my EX was still a fresh wound that cut so deeply my body went into protective shock.  As much as my spirit felt lost and ungrounded, my physical body went numb -- especially my feet.  Years later, and after much emotional healing, I finally have the pleasure of inhabiting my body fully again.  But with that comes the awareness of the physical pain of being a pavement stomping New Yorker, professional dancer and aerial artist.]]></summary></entry><entry><title>Grey Dog Cures Loneliness</title><category term="Food Fetish"/><category term="The Grey Dog"/><category term="Union Square"/><category term="cafe"/><category term="coffee"/><category term="neighborhood hang"/><id>http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/3/grey-dog-cures-loneliness.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://indiegirlloveadventures.com/keex-does-nyc/2012/3/3/grey-dog-cures-loneliness.html"/><author><name>Indie Girl Keex</name></author><published>2012-03-03T19:17:44Z</published><updated>2012-03-03T19:17:44Z</updated><summary type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[Sometimes, the best Indie Date for a lonely Indie Girl is a place where, like Cheers, "everybody knows your name".  I have yet to discover my home away from home where I become a familiar face that bellies up to the bar.  But I think I've reached a certain comfort level at The Grey Dog, which is a cozy neighborhood hang in Union Square.]]></summary></entry></feed>
