Tea For Two?

Mother Nature appears to be feeling a bit cheeky lately. She has seemingly grown bored  with the gray skies and piles of snow that have become the norm of late. Yesterday, she left a spoon made of ice laying on the back deck.

Perhaps she's got a plan. Perhaps she needs ice spoons for a big wintry tea party she's planning. And perhaps she'll invite these two along.

Have a cheeky week, lovelies!
xo

Feeling Stripey

Stripey goodness for your feet! Yippee! Have a well-heeled day, my friends.

xo

(ballet flats from Report. Sneakers from Urban Outfitters.)

Almost Cut My Hair

Just when I thought I had decided to chop off my hair (after spending the last couple of years growing it out) I go and stumble upon this. Now I just need to figure out how, exactly, to make my hair do that...


(I wish I could rememebr where I found this...)



Let It Snow...

Spending a snowy evening inside with warm blankets, home made kettle corn, and a Netflix queue full of Louis Garrel movies. Stay cozy, my friends.
xo

All This Useless Beauty

I have been thinking a lot, on these cold, dark January days. Thinking about things like well-appointed rooms and tattered velvet couches. Time-tarnished chandeliers and chipped crystals. About old plaster walls; and water stained wallpaper peeling along the cracks. About dusty daylight diffused by once heavy, now threadbare curtains. Drawers locked and forgotten long ago and the secrets held within. About sequins and glitter and fraying bits of lace. And about Paris trains.

And while I've been thinking these thoughts of loveliness and decay, I've been listening to this:

{and this.}

and this (which I bought in Paris and listened to on a train):

And I've been making this:

and this:

So that's what I've been up to. How about you?

xo

Making Messes...

I'm not a resolution maker. Sure, I may make little suggestions to myself, like, "I'm going to try, really hard, to do at least 30 minutes of yoga every single day." Or, "I think I shall wear dresses with more frequency in 2011." But really, they aren't true resolutions. And while I may not be a resolution maker, I am a list maker. And a maker of stuff. So, in the newness of the year, and in my quest to be a bit more creative (another suggestion to myself for the year), I got out my pencils and made a colorful list of things I'd like to make in the next twelve months. I'm hanging it in my studio. Here's to a creative 2011!
xo

All That Glitters

Welcome, dear friends, to a bright and shiny new year! The crazy busyness that was the holiday season is fading into the past, and all that lies ahead is a clean slate waiting to be filled with frills and baubles. My little workspace (and my busy brain!) are filled to bursting with half-started projects and jots and notes and scratchy little sketches on things to make.

I am challenging myself to be more creative this year, and to try out some new and different avenues. I am excited to dive right on in, and hope you'll all enjoy the journey with me. I can't wait to show you what unfolds! I am looking so forward to all that glitters in 2011!
xo

Wishing you all a simply fabulous 2011!

xoxo

Bonus Post! This was my absolute most favorite song of the whole year!!! Be prepared to get your dance on:

A Sock-Rockin Year

The end of a year brings on the making of many a list: lists of things to try in the new year; lists of things to do or not to do, to be or not to be; lists of books from the ending year that you should have read, or movies that you should have seen. But my favorite are the lists of the music that you should have rocked your socks to in the last twelve months.

Now, I am a huge music fan. HUGE. And I'm not immune to putting on an air of music snobbery and becoming enamoured of the best band you've never heard. But, I also love ABBA. So, without further ado, and in a somewhat haphazard order, these are the albums that rocked my socks in 2010:


                                          

I was loving Gorillaz and Spoon. I was all over Ray LaMontagne and Mumford and Sons. I shook my booty

with Vampire Weekend, and I blissed out to Beach House.

And while those listens may have been enjoyed with no particular order, there was a definite and very clear top two, and a most definite number one:

The bulk of the year's listening, from road trips, beach days, city days, and days around the house, were soundtracked by Charlotte Gainsbourg and She & Him. But hands down, my socks were rocked the hardest by Arcade Fire.

Wishing you good songs and happy ears in 2011, dear readers!

xoxo