I’ve been working like crazy but in the meantime I decided to play catch up with my awesome friends Alma and Melanie from Caravan Shoppe and try and post a pattern a day and post it on instagram with the tag #365patterns. Sometimes it’s hard, especially since I am neck deep in a project that [...]
photo by Sara Parsons. It’s taken me awhile to form the words, and really truly believe them. I’ve moved swiftly between shock, anger, a deep guttural cries when I find myself alone and away from my other people. Sometimes it takes everything I have (and some things that I didnt know I had) to hold [...]
This morning as I sat on the edge of my bed, pulling on my socks, I noticed the black dress that I had packed for what I thought might be a funeral had fallen off it’s hanger and lay in a rumpled pile on the floor of the closet. I thought to myself, how grim [...]
This is Rylie’s first time selling cookies! Also, thats her brother whispering in the background! Seriously email me! She will call you this weekend to take your order!
I wrote this note to the designer Helen Ficalora last night. Hi, I have been a long time fan of your charms and felt very personally connected to my necklace. When I first met my husband, on our first Valentine’s day he gave me one of your necklaces with our initials S and T on [...]
Things are a little bananas around here. Ill be posting more soon. In the meantime, here are some sweet pictures I set up with my insanely talented friend Sara Parsons.
The last time I saw my birth father I was nearly four. My dress, it was light pink and itchy, my white tights neatly tucked into some shiny black shoes I didnt remember seeing before. I walked down a long hallway, I remember the clicks of my heels as I approached a room. There in [...]
I love every single thing on Ashley Goldberg’s site.
I want every little piece of folded paper on Lydia Kasumi’s site.
One of the things I love most about Washington is the total optimism towards any potential sunlight. When the sunny spring and summer hits its rare you will find anyone inside on purpose. We met a new friend who just moved to the island. She had us over for crab quesadillas (which her friend caught) [...]