Eileen Wilson

Hi, how are ya? My name is Eileen and I’m a bespoke bridal designer/catsitter/bartender/psychopath. I say yes to everything because every morning after my first coffee I really really believe I can basically do anything. Here’s a snap shot of what it consists of to be me. It’s p fun.

Breaking Down With Eileen Wilson

Pollie time. I make myself a cold brew concentrate oatmilk latte I made myself. 1:2 ratio. I like this recipe because I can never get enough oatmilk. I went on a date this past weekend where he exclaimed, “All you taste is oatmilk!” I will not be seeing him again.
— "7 AM"
Pollie’s pooped/peed sufficiently and now is food coma from brekkie, time to start scooting around Brooklyn checking in on peoples cats while away. A pandemic hustle I picked up that I refuse to give up.

Of course it was raining, should of worn my face shield.
— 9 AM-ish
This is Sparky. He bullies his brother so he can get all of the affection.
Entering the studio for some work before work. Today we ordered some Swarovski crystal options for a client who wants ~ * S P A R K L E *~
— 11:30 AM (🤷🏼‍♀️)
Spent the remainder of my time staring at this monster of a dress that has a creeping deadline coming up. Haunting/consuming me. And yes, I did change in to a hospital gown because it felt fitting…..well really its just so hot 🥵
En route on my hourish commute to The Modern. I like commuting. I usually spend the time there refreshing myself on menu info, or reading about new menu items…..and then I consume myself in a Two Dots puzzle on my phone. I’m at level 1075….its a really long commute.
— 2:23 PM (probably)
After I’ve dressed and checked out setup, garnish, ice, glassware, all good to go, we meet for our daily bar pow wow! Today we discussed juice waste and what to do to prevent it.
— 3:45 PM
I don’t typically eat family meal because I’m pretty sure I have some undiagnosed allergy to SOMETHING, that causes me stomach pain going right in to service. So what’s my solution? Gas station sushi and a Remedy protein shake that I consume on a bench outside the MoMa. This is a very sacred time for me. I finish it off with a Justins peanut butter and dark chocolate cup and save the other for a mid-service treat. 😋
— 4:06 PM EXACTLY
The after work crowd…..rush? Today is not a good example of that but that is the norm. We are all on the bar and ready to go for service!
— 5 PM
And old colleague/buddy dropped in to sit in front of me. I did my favorite thing to do at this job which is take their taste buds on a journey through time a space. They asked me to choose their adventure which is my absolute pleasure and might I say an excellent choice of theirs. Highlights : Daiquiri’s with El Dorado 15 year and a touch of Wray and Nephew (don’t freak, literally a touch) as an aperitif, Oysters with a Chardonnay of Auxey Duresses, Braulio for dessert which I helped myself to.

This photo is terrible I apologize. Blurred from the joy.
— 6:14 PM (yea that feels about right)
After I stuff the second peanut butter cup down my throat and hydrate a bit, I am deep cleaning a station. The joys of all my life choices 🤩
— 8:52 PM most definitely.
Headed home. Longer commute because it’s late. Ended the night by making a Chicago Style hot dog and walkin the the most perfect dog in the world. I didn’t get a picture because at this stage I am a resentful lil ambition gremlin that wants to consumer her processed meat in peace.
— 10 PM at the very latest