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Fashionably Late

7 May

3 days after his due date, my nephew decided that he really wanted to celebrate Cinco de Mayo.

I present you….

Elijah Johnathan – born May 5th, 2012, 8lbs 6 oz

Watch out little ladies, this one’s a charmer!  I’m BEYOND excited for my sister and brother-in-law!!

I’m such a proud aunt!

Now that the little man has seen his room (or will today), I’ll be photographing it next weekend to share with you!

I hope your weekend was just as good!


This is day 366.

15 Sep

1 year ago today, I started this blog.

I can’t believe how much I’ve grown in that timespan!  Let’s reflect.

Well first of all there’s the major life changes.  In the past year, we’ve bought a house and gotten a second cat, to name a few.  (Yes I include a second fur-baby as a major life change).  But those aren’t why I started this blog.

I started this blog to help me figure out what I want out of my life and guess what!  It’s helping!  I still don’t have the answers to the universe (shockingly), however I’m happier in my career than I have been in a long time (partially because I’m getting to do a lot of work for any corporate designer’s DREAM client *coughgooglecough*).  And although I haven’t figured out long term life plans, I have ideas and more importantly inspiration.

Inspiration.  That was my biggest issue before this blog.  I had lost my inspiration and became jaded with design @26.  Thankfully, through this blog, I opened my eyes to the wonderful world of social media’s connection to design and got INSPIRED.  I am now severely addicted to reading design-related blogs, pinterest, and following design topics on Twitter.  Design excites me again!

So a BIG Thank You to those of you who keep coming back here to read my latest rants or see my latest projects, and Thank You to all the design bloggers and tweeters who have inspired me.

I CANNOT wait to see what the next year brings!

And this little piggy went wheee wheee wheee

18 Feb

all the way to our home.

“Adults” can have piggy banks too, right?

Our story begins with our friends holiday party.  Hubby was given a piggy bank.  A Rock Star piggy bank to be precise.  The other guys in our crew received pigs as well: one super hero, one devil, one ball and chain (to the newly married).  I must say, I was rather surprised at Hubby’s instant affinity for Rock Pig (as he has named him- and it must be said in a sing-songy ‘metal’ tone).  Once we brought Rock Pig home, he went directly into a moving box surrounded by other ‘decor’ items and was not unburied until yesterday’s basement archeology.

A few weeks ago I made a pig purchase of my own.  Before Christmas, at Marshalls, I had made friends with a beautifully patterned and colored piggy bank:  I would see this pig every time in the store, pick her up and contemplate wrapping her up as a gift, but sadly every time decided I had no one to buy it for.  My last time in Marshalls, however my mindset had changed.  If Hubby was going to insist that Rock Pig was on display, didn’t he deserve a pretty counterpart?  I thought so.

I give you:  Hubby and I in pig form.  Aren’t we a charming couple?

I see DIY in my future

18 Nov

I profusely apologize for not posting in over a week.  This post-break, however, is going to lead to much more posts, and more exciting posts (if I do say so myself).  Why, you ask?

We’re buying a house!  And I don’t mean we’re looking at houses, or we’re planning to buy a house- I mean, we have the inspection Saturday and if all goes well we’re closing a MONTH from Saturday!!  HOLY CRAP, how did this happen?  Not quite sure, but I guess the planets aligned for us to find the right house now.

I have so many ideas swirling in my head and my list of desired power tools grows by the minute.  I was more excited for the drill I received as a wedding gift than I was for any kitchen gadgets (ok, so maybe the drill ties with my KitchenAid mixer)…  I have longed for a house so I had a reason to play with power tools.  I’m my father’s daughter I guess ;-).  First tool I want?  A router.  Looking back through past DIY projects on Design*Sponge I was inspired.  One particular caught my eye.  Hubby has stated that he likes having coat hooks by the door.  Functional? yes; aesthetically appealing? not usually.  Which is why I found these so intriguing: create mock drawer fronts with vintage knobs to use as coat hooks.  Functional and easy on the eyes!  I could totally see this by the back door in our new house (made of course with my own personal twist).

I also see some simple reupholstering in my future- for both me and a friend who is soon moving into her new house.  Tool for that? Staple gun!!  🙂  I think my fascination with tools is that with a little elbow grease and just a few simple steps, they help you transform items from ordinary to extraordinary, or from scraps to something cherished.  Stay tuned for some stellar DIY how-to’s in the coming months.  I hope you’re as excited as I am!

*image and inspiration from Design*Sponge

Meandering Dreams

18 Oct

Let me begin today’s post with a back story.  It will end up relevant, I promise!

When it came to finding a wedding dress, I tried on more than I will ever admit.  I began with a clear picture in my head: Old Hollywood Glamour, special details, no ballgown, no strapless, no lace-up.  Everywhere I went I came across strapless ballgowns and very few for me to try on since I was apparently the only girl who didn’t want to look like a fairy tale princess on her wedding.  Along my search I found other dresses that intrigued me- drop-waisted, bubble hem, etc.  They were unique, had special details, and weren’t ballgowns, but they didn’t have the glamour I originally dreamed of.  I became convinced that I wasn’t going to get what I originally was searching for so I decided that Hollywood Glamour was no longer a priority.   I put aside the pictures I had been drooling over for months and I went to the next bridal shop with a new collection of pictures that fit what I’d decided was what I now wanted.  I showed the consultant my pictures and she started bringing out dresses.  Hideous dresses. Dresses with pink tulle or frosting-like details.  Until she came out with a simple sheath with modest beading at an empire waist and lace cap-sleeves that lead to a lace-framed open back.  No Tulle, no ballgown, no lace-up and so glamorous.  I went into this shop looking for the dress I’d convinced myself I wanted, and left with the dress I had wanted all along.  I accessorized the dress with antique jewelry, a birdcage veil for the ceremony and a purple feather in my hair for the reception.  Perfect.

Here’s where this story becomes relevant.

When I was in college, I had subscriptions to all the magazines I found inspiring: Interior Design, Elle Decor, House Beautiful, etc.  I had a clear plan of what I wanted to do with interior design career-wise.  I was to be a high-end residential and restaurant designer for high-end clients and celebrities.  In the years since school, however my vision has faded.  I stopped getting all the design magazines because instead of inspiring me, they now taunted me with the designs I felt I’d never have the opportunity to do.  I convinced myself I no longer wanted to be that designer because I felt it was unattainable.  Much like my wedding dress search, I had assured myself that my desires had changed because it was easier than admitting that the dress, or career that I wanted wasn’t available.  In college, I told myself the path to design greatness was to get a good job at a large Boston design firm and make a name for myself.  Little did I realize then, at large firms, individuals become anonymous.  If I really wanted the dream job, I was going to have to work for it and forge a path, there was no clear-cut approach.  I don’t regret the path I took- thanks to my job as an anonymous design employee, I have gained friendships that will last a lifetime and learned a great deal.  I do, however lament the fact that it took me 4 years to realize just how far I’ve strayed from my original dreams.  I have so much fun creating the ideal living space for myself, I would love to work one-on-one with the client and help them create the space of their dreams.  I am, though, more than just someone to pick out colors….. but that’s a rant for another day.

I am very pleased to say I have subscriptions on their way for House Beautiful and Elle Decor (thanks to credit card points), and plan to get a subscription to Interior Design again soon (just need a few more points!).

Step One to figuring out who I want to be: expose myself to as much good design as possible, be inspired, and let myself DREAM again.


16 Oct

Although I lead a rather pleasant and non-stressful existence, I somehow have found a way to schedule practically every hour of my life for the past few months.  Day to day, this is fine, however after a few months of this I am B.U.R.N.T O.U.T.  I hadn’t realized how burnt out I had become until I began looking at my impending vacation as a chore.  It was another thing on my schedule and all I REALLY wanted was a free weekend at home with the Hubby and the cat.

Now on vacation in Florida with good friends and NOTHING on the schedule until my flight home Sunday, this escape what more what I needed than I realized.  I have no concept of time or date, and I’m not sure my body knows what to do when I don’t have a To-Do list or what to do when it gets enough sleep(because day to day sleep is low on the To-Do list).  This strikes me as quite ironic since only 7 months ago, I was unemployed with nothing to do on a day to day basis except watch CSI and NCIS reruns, and I wished for nothing more than a reason to set my alarm in the morning.  I guess you need to be careful what you wish for.

Taking the time to STOP has given me time to actually think.  While here I have started to read Gretchen Rubin‘s The Happiness Project.  I must admit, I am rather ADD when it comes to reading lately- I am also in the midst of Chris Guillebeau‘s The Art of Non-Conformity.   While here in Florida, I handed The Art of Non-Conformity to my friend to read while I started on the other- I owned TAoNC afterall (the library didn’t have it yet) and I need to return The Happiness Project to the library sooner than I realized.  My agenda for tomorrow? reading by the pool or beach.  That it.  🙂  Anywho, back to my reflections on life.

*Disclaimer* there may have been a few glasses of wine imbibed before this blog post.

In The Happiness Project, where I am currently reading, she is talking about how she wrote down her goals, her plan to achieve said goals, and her rules to live by.  Although all of us probably have these topics floating around in our heads, few of us have written them down…. putting them on paper makes them tangible.  For instance, I may have stated to you that the GOAL of this blog is to figure out who I want to be in life, however, aside from making these statements, I have yet to figure out defined goals as well as milestones which will get me closer to my goals.  That, I feel should be my next task in this journey.  I need to write down what is important/priority in my life, what makes me happy, and what steps I feel will get me closer to figuring out my life by 30 as (laughably) planned.  Over the next week, I VOW that I will not only contemplate these topics, but commit them to paper, and ultimately to this blog… and you can (and should) harass me as necessary if I do not post them in a timely manor.

Who is adult?

16 Sep

I don’t know about you, but since I hit my mid-20s, I’ve started thinking about who I used to consider ‘adults.’  When I was little, I thought 20 was  when I’d be an adult with it all figured out.  At 20, I thought 25 would be the ‘magic age.’  I can confidently say, 25 was the age I had nothing figured out.  Now at 26, even though I know better, I still think I’ll have it all figured out by 30.  Yes, yes, I hear you snickering.  I am fully aware of my delusions and I accept them.  I have friends from ages 23 to 45, and I don’t think a single one would admit to being an ‘adult.’

Even though I have yet to reach the elusive ‘magic age’ of adulthood, its been lurking around corners and sneaking up on me lately.

I went to a First Time Homebuyer Seminar at a local bank yesterday which then prompted a conversation with the dear husband about when to start looking at houses.  I say January since our current lease is until May.  He says why not start looking now?  I may be openly dreaming about a house, but on the inside, I’m freaking out about such a big step!  I’m just getting used to taking care of the cutest cat ever (she is, deal with it) and I don’t think my fragile psyche could take such a step right now.   I started a new job 6 months ago, the Hubby started a new job 4 months ago, and we got a cat about 3 months ago, among other things.  I am a creature of habit and there’s been a lot of change!  I am mentally prepared to start looking at houses around the new year.  That I could handle.  We agreed upon starting to talk to people about financing but not actively looking yet.  Phew, mental crisis averted.  Adult commitments averted… for now.

Strangely enough, I don’t consider the fact that I’m married to be a scary adult commitment.  It was a natural step that involved a big party(Woo-Hoo!)- no major soul searching involved.  Hubby and I had been together for almost 6 years prior to marriage, so being tied to him for life was an emotional commitment I had made long ago.  Picking out a house feels much more daunting!