This is how I feel today

I forced myself into work today and people keep asking me if I feel any better. My response? I'm so jacked-up on cold medicine I don't feel a thing.

Nick, if I don't make it home from work tonight it's probably because I got distracted by all the pretty lights on my way home. Look for me wandering in China Town- a line of drool running down my chin.


image by Chrissie White via ffffound!

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A nasty absinthe hangover turns into the plague
I schlep around our apartment in underwear and moccasins
with a NyQuil induced high

The cats are wary of my fringe-clad feet
they slink away as I shuffle past them
and throw myself onto the couch

I let out a moan

Welcome to my (not so)private pity party.

DIY?

The new year has brought to light my unhealthy distaste for absinthe and a yearning for superior sewing abilities.
I'm purchasing the fabrics. I got a new sewing machine for Christmas. But, do I have the cojones to make my own napkins for the wedding?

Check back in a week.

If there are no updates it means I'm missing a few digits and the sewing did not go as planned.

swatches from here and here

A Snowy Portland

Snow, we have a love hate relationship.I love to wish for you, and watch you, and play in you...and despite Nick's warnings, I even love to lick you off my icy mittens...but damn are you cold!I don't know if my pasty Portland skin can handle much more of this.

More Parrott Love

I love these new save the dates by Sarah of Things are better with a Parrott:Yellow is my new favorite color.

I'm so out of the loop

Apparently I've been unaware that hammer pants are indeed back in style. What's a girl who religiously sports a black yoga suit to do?

Still, not really my thing. I'm sticking to the notion that I'm not waif-ish enough to pull off the dropped crotch.

If they're your thing, I found this pair at Nimli. They're eco-friendly and on sale.

You know how I feel about sales.

Random

I just realized that if you google "girl who eats packing peanuts" my blog pops up.


This says so much about me.

"The Pair"

J.Crew Carmen Peep Toe in warm blush.

I decided to forgo the shoe clips. These are perfect the way they are.

Margarita induced rant: the best kind

So I met up with Chelsea* this morning to get my DIY plan. I must say, I'm very impressed. It's chock-full of fun, fresh, and creative ideas. Ideas I wish I could claim as my own. Unfortunately, my design aesthetic is still stuck in 1998.

Armed with my delightfully foolproof plan, my good friend and I head over for my first venture through an event rental warehouse. I have no idea what I am in for.

We are met by an awkwardly giddy woman who seems all too eager to parade me in front of their vast selection of stemware. I don't want wine glasses. I don't even want to be here. I just need linens and chairs.

I smile and nod, and we finally make our way out to a sea of tablecloths covered in plastic. I start to get nauseous.

"I would like linen colored tablecloths, please."

She looks irritated but continues to grin while showing me a few choices.

"Okay. These are nice... but I'm looking for something more... linen. Like, in between ivory and beige?" If you show me one more damask print I'm going to gouge out my eyeballs and run blindly from this warehouse.

She starts to giggle. That is absurd. In the fourteen years she's worked here she has never had a request for such an odd colored tablecloth. It's so blah. Why not just go with white?

My eye starts to twitch.

She snatches the plans out of my hands and flips through the pages sighing. She disagrees. White is much more fitting. And why not a plastic chair? What is all this? What am I trying to achieve here? If it were her she would do this...

I graciously take my papers back and wonder why we didn't just elope. At this point I'm feeling personally insulted and want to pummel her for thinking the plans are anything less than genius. I'm tempted to lie and tell her Chelsea has arms the size Hulk Hogan and would totally kick her ass. Then I snicker at the thought of Chelsea putting this lady in a headlock with Hulk Hogan biceps and forget for a minute why I'm so annoyed.She runs us by napkins and aisles of metal chairs. She talks- a lot. Have I considered chargers? Damask? If I put down a deposit now I can get a great deal on delivery.

My brain is screaming. My friend eyes me suspiciously then leads us towards the door before I do something rash. Thanks, we'll be in touch. Not.

We drown my misery in margaritas then I go home and drunkenly call my mom and attempt to explain what garlands are.

I still need supplies but fear for my mental health if I return to another rental warehouse. Maybe next time I can go armed with a taser? That way I can zap anyone that tries to pawn a satin napkin or aisle runner off on me. Or I can just zap them for fun. Nothin' like a good old fashioned tase to bring back the wedding spirit.

In the famous words of East Side, f* this.

Image from here

Decorating Bookworm Style

Images found here

It just keeps getting better...

Opera Society Dress by Holly Stalder. Made with layers of lace and an antique japanese collar.

You know how I feel about lace.

Porcelain Perfection

From bailey doesn't bark on Etsy.

Too bad my pre-wedding budget doesn't leave room for $12 porcelain spoons.

Registry perhaps?

Nick, please don't be mad

I am in love with Anthony Bourdain, and his excessive use of the term "candy-ass".

Photo from here

DIY Treats

After an exchange of emails regarding wedding favors, Anne from The City Sage has me feeling a bit more creative than usual. I recently saw an article on NPR's Kitchen Window by one of my favorite contributors Nicole Spiridakis called 'Holiday Gifts Good Enough To Eat' and instantly thought "DIY wedding favors". In the article she includes recipes for some yummy treats such as preserved lemons, mouth watering truffles, and my favorite, a savory lemon-rosemary sea salt. She suggests these be used as budget friendly Christmas gifts, but I can easily see any of them packaged up and presented to guests as unique and tasty favors as well. But alas, I am not nearly crafty enough and my kitchen is much too tiny to pull off tasks like these. That doesn't mean I can't drool!

If any of you other brides-to-be decide to give it a try, please do share pictures!

Photos from NPR


P.S. to Anne- A 30's inspired sheath gown paired with a Twigs & Honey bolero and followed with a funky lace mini-dress for dancing. Don't worry, there will be more details to come! ;)

Peonies & Lace

Inspiration photos found in the first wedding magazine I purchased after Nick and I got engaged. This is what all of my wedding planning has been centered around. I saw the lace mini-dress, the peonies, the vintage car, and the unique groom style and fell instantly in love.


Found in the Spring/Summer issue of Oregon Bride. Photos by Aisha Harley.

I believe it was fate.