A few of you have asked to see the photo of the wedding dress I designed from Elsita's blog. Here it is:
Isn't that photo fantastic?! I'm honored to have my dress in it. And, if you aren't already reading The Hidden Seed, go there right now! Elsita has incredible style. I promise, you will be charmed by her.
Thank you Elsita, and thank you Maiz!!
Looking at Zappos today, a rule that has been jangling around in my head became crystalized. Here it is:
If ever you find yourself describing a pair of shoes in the following way: "they are like ______, but they ______," don't buy them!
As in, they are like maryjanes, but they are sneakers:
Or, they are like sneakers, but they are flip-flops:
Or, they are like flip-flops, but they are boots:
Or, they are like loafers, but they are sort of like clogs (in fact, I think the whole category of slides violates the rule!):
Or, the virtually inexplicable, they are like flip-flops, but they have tube socks attached:
Do you guys already know about Hasbeens?! Our beloved babysitter, who has fantastic style, introduced me to this Swedish company today. What is it about Swedish design that gets me every time?! Now, if someday had told me I'd want high-heeled clogs, I never would have believed it, but check out these clogs:
Okay, truth be told, I probably won't actually get them. I'd be 100 feet tall and I'd break my ankle, but you should get them! Get them in red and send me pictures. And, look at this purse! What could be cuter?
But, the thing I want the most is this wrist bag/clutch:
Isn't it the most perfect thing you've ever seen?
* all these pictures are taken from the Hasbeen website.
I'm not Asian. I don't have Asian hair. I do not look remotely Asian. In fact, if you wanted to find someone who looks really not Asian, I would probably be at the top of your list. Over six feet tall. Blonde. You get the picture.
And yet, I am a little bit obsessed with this haircut, from the new J. Crew catalogue, and want to get it.
It's been a while, but here is a little project I thought I'd share with you.
Thanks for the nudge, Maiz!
This is the kind of thing I used to do when I just had one kid! Hand-made birthday invitations -- that involved using an exacto-knife and glue!! I thought that would be more fun than showing the kinds of projects I'm up to lately.
Does folding laundry count as a project?
We were meeting our friends at 4. At 2:45 I decided I had to make a costume for Eli. As in sew a costume for Eli. I knew he was going to be a clown. I had a little hat. I had a stripey shirt. I was going to put him in some old denim overalls. But, at the last minute, I remembered the fabric. Oh, the fabric. So, I had to.
They never got hemmed. One of the straps is unfinished (that pesky bobbin!). I had to pin the straps on (I tried staples first, but that didn't work). But, I love them. And, we made it to the park at 4!
I'd like to post a picture with this post. Really, I would. I'd like to show you a new project or painting or something. Even a doodle. But, this morning I decided to release myself from guilt! I've been trying for months to get some artwork done. I set up babysitting hours. I cleaned up my studio. I got new supplies. But, have I made anything? Nope. So, now not only am I not doing artwork, I'm also not hanging out with my kids (I mean, aside from the 1000 hours a week that I don't have a sitter). Finally, this morning, it dawned on me. I'm not ready. I'm just not ready. I'm a stay-at-home mom. For that, I am ready. But, that PLUS artwork/projects/etc? Nope. Not ready. And, that is okay.
I think that somehow I needed to think I could do other stuff in order to feel okay about being at home. But, really, I am happy to be at home with my kids. And, there will be lots of time for me to do artwork, or other work, later. When they are older. Right now, with Theo at 3 and Eli at 15 months, I am happy and lucky to be able to stay home. So, instead of feeling guilty everyday for not doing more, I am going to try to feel like a day full of meals and snacks and naps and parks and walks and diapers and laundry and cleaning and music and books is enough. And, when I do have a sitter, I am going to feel okay about exercising or paying bills or getting a cup of hot chocolate or going to the movies by myself.
Yes I will.
And, if I want to paint or draw or even doodle, that's just a bonus.