Thursday, February 19, 2009

doc martens are so. back.




Okay, #3 is not wearing Docs. But he should be. (He reminds me of the boy I had a deep, deep crush on my junior year in high school.)

These photos were snapped by The Sartorialist in Paris, Florence and Stockholm. Now take a look over here.

If I were proposing to my boyfriend (again)*

I'd do it with this gold id bracelet from laura lobdell (filed under "five easy pieces").

The silver guitar pick is pretty rad too. But promise you won't give it to him unless he knows his way around a guitar.

Wait.... Now I'm confused. Would it be cooler if he's never been anywhere near a guitar? You tell me.

*Not that I would want to go back and change the messy, spontaneous way it happened.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

or there's this one

How did she capture a natural smile on everybody?

From May Wedding Photography again.*

*None of these ladies are sponsoring me, I swear. I just think they're cool.

wedding photos don't have to look like wedding photos

See what I'm saying? They can be awesome in their own right.

Like this one by Brooklyn-based Corrine Botz of May Wedding Photography.

Didi already featured Tim and Lisa's wedding on little winter bride, but it bears repeating.

just when I'm sick to death of the bicycle wedding photo

Heather of One Love Photo hits me with this.

I love how simple the image is.

The bikes are just there (it's downtown Olympia, people ride bikes). Dustin and Jamie aren't hamming it up all over the place. They don't even seem aware of the camera.

Boom.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Am I turning into a hippie?

I was standing in the bulk aisle of Whole Foods the other day when I decided I needed to make my own granola.

Let me explain.

I just figured out foods that are very high/extremely high in salicylates give me hives.* Raspberries, strawberries and green peppers seem to be the worst. And I will never touch fresh tarragon again.

But suddenly I'm wary of everything on the list. (Poor H-town is so frustrated. He doesn't know what he's allowed to cook.) Every effing granola in the bins at WF contained almonds or dried raspberries or dried cranberries or almonds.**

So here's what I bought:

1. Raw oats
2. Whole, raw cashews
3. Pumpkin seeds
4. Banana chips

Anyone have a recipe I could modify? Of course honey is also on the extremely high list. Can you even make granola without honey? Would it be sacrilegious to use good old fashioned sugar?

*This I need on top of a wheat sensitivity, right?

**Yes, I was consulting the list on my iPhone in the middle of the Hollywood Whole Foods (which has wifi, b/t/w). I was having a grupster moment.***

***Phew. I'm not a hippie.

(Image courtesy of my whimsy)

Monday, February 16, 2009

the next thing in bridal headgear



LITTER, made by two sisters in San Francisco from reclaimed + recycled materials. (Including watch straps, mink tails, keys, and even car parts, according to Daily Candy.)

Also check out the blog, but BEWARE: beautiful people.

I can't wait for the shoe jewelery.

Thanks for keeping me on trend, lady.

speaking of airstreams

Check out this silver baby Sarah and her lady D plan to get dressed in on their wedding day.

I think they're doing it here. I hope?

Because the only thing better than a rustic campground is a rustic campground with an Airstream Trailer.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

F* valentine's day


What I really wish is that we were heading off on the next leg of our honeymoon road trip.*

*I cried on the last night of our honeymoon. I didn't want it to be over. H-town told me that the honeymoon will never be over. We just have to make a few long stopovers here and there, y'know, to work and go to school and stuff.

(kparrish via Double Takes via Bliss)

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Dear at&t, your service sucks.

Now I remember why I was so reluctant to ditch verizon wireless.

Blogged from my iPhone

the joy of....

Inspired by this book review, I bought an old copy of The Joy of Sex on ebay to give H-town for Valentine's Day.*

Purely as an anthropological artifact you understand.

*I really wanted a first edition, but what I got was "Completely Revised and Updated for the 1980's." She: still shag haircut + gogo boots. He: still bearded neanderthal. Looks pretty seventies to me.


ART: TOM WESSELMANN, “BEDROOM PAINTING NO. 6” (1968)/ESTATE OF TOM WESSELMANN/Courtesy of The New Yorker

Friday, February 13, 2009

I'm still a feminist!

From my new favorite blog, PONY&ZUCKER

Here's how pony pamplemousse and frl.sucker describe themselves:

we like drinking tea and having breakfast together, and feminism and watching gossip girl and zines and listening to cocorosie. this is our online diary, because the private is political.


Um, awesome.

Via Design for Mankind

here's the truth

A few days ago I was stressed out about our finances and feeling self-indulgent for focusing on my own projects without bringing in any (immediate) income.

H-town told me v. calmly that money will always be an issue. No matter how much we have. (See: You Try to Live on 500K in This Town) And he assured me that I'm putting my energy in the right place. Going out and getting a $10/hr job is not the right thing to do.*

It's intense, being married. I was such a rabidly feminist little girl, I never imagined having a husband, let alone being supported by one.

But I'm learning. And in a few years, I'll take a turn being the wage earner so H-town can stay home and be creative. I know he won't have a problem with that.

(Thank you Alice, for the reminder, and Allen Salkin, for putting things in perspective.)

*I could, however, do the dishes more often. Says me, not him.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

heart of light = a diy valentine fiend



The garlands. These are made from recycled science journals, people.

The cookies. The valentines she sewed for her family. Again with the recycled journals. I am a sucker for recycled.

The diy notebook/organizer. (This has nothing to do with valentine's day. It's just awesome.)

I think it's very cool that Rachel is a creative scientist.* Is the left brain/right brain thing all a hoax?

*My stepmom was the same way. Brilliant in the lab, and then knocking herself out to do lino-cuts and make everyone marzipan for Christmas presents.


(All images courtesy of Heart of Light)

p.s. what's your dad wearing to your wedding?

Paul Jasmin looks pretty slammin in Band of Outsiders.

Via all plaidout, of course, who points out that several young designers have started using older men for their look books.

p.s. My dad wore a white Mexican blouse thing. But he's a 6'2" sculptor. He pulled it off.

oh yeah

Not only has Max Wastler got style, he's got a blog called all plaidout. I'm gonna be all over that sh*t for groom style.

Do you think Max wears a little something plaid every day, y'know, just in case Porter Hovey happens to be around with her polaroid?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

I might need a vintage Datsun


I love my old Volvo* stationwagon, don't get me wrong. I love her.

But Christine just posted this photo of herself and her dad with his Datsun and I'm kind of freaking out.

Now I need to get my hands on a picture of my dad with his Peugeot.**

*I know, I know. Old Volvo + Echo Park = total cliche.

**Or my dad under his Peugeot
. I think he spent more time working on the car than he did driving it. Men.

I think you might need this for your wedding portraits

So on trend. But taking it to the bridal level, you know what I'm saying?

Via pretty. little. world.

of course Leanne M. is a blogger

Who posts cute photos of someone else's cat. She and I are gonna be such great blog friends.

But Leanne, I'm not seeing a lot of petals and waves on petalsandwaves.

Maybe you renamed the blog "Leanne M." because you were feeling stifled. I get it. I mean, you don't want to get stuck making the same collection season after season.

But where are the effing wedding dresses?? Just saying.

Amanda, thanks for the heads up. You Portland girls are so insy.

on the other hand....


These amazing pieces by Barbara Munsel are handmade from organic and vintage textiles. And there is nothing hippie about them.

You just have to figure out how to order from the Netherlands.

Via Bliss by way of periwinklebloom