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Happy Snaps – Bright Bath Vignettes

8 Mar

Our home is a collection of visual daydreams.

This is largely due to my preference for a mix of colors and textures in my decorating design and secondarily a product of vintage-hunting for {verdigreen}.

For every one item I list on Etsy there are two others I keep. It’s an addiction a hobby, of sorts.

I snapped some quick iPhone shots of our master bathroom today to document a few vignettes.

 I feel the need to constantly take pictures for fear I will lose memory of the way things were.

This appeals to the nostalgic in me who is coincidentally plagued by momnesia.

Happy Snaps – West Egg an ATL Brunch

7 Mar

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West Egg is but a stone’s throw from our bungalow and the Black Bean Cakes & Eggs brunch paired with a spicy Bloody Mary has made being vegetarian in a Southern city more than bearable. Thank you, WE.

Obsession with the Beautiful the Fantastical and the Anatomical

6 Mar

Long before I learned the meaning behind Día de los Muertos I fell in love with the brightly colored botanical painted skulls. There was beauty in the most unlikeliest of places and I wanted to see more.

I’ve started collecting images here on Pinterestin a pinboard dedicated solely to this style of art.

I also threw my girlfriend Jade a bit of a mini fiesta last year in the same theme:

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Happy Snaps – Relishing Life

1 Mar

jr the junkyard rescue dog - all smiles

today it was sunny and in the high 70s – a reminder that spring will be here soon & time outdoors will be longer and more frequent. junior enjoyed an apple (dipped in peanut butter because i’m an enabler) in the sun while the boys explored (aka collected rocks from our gravel and stone path) and i took some snapshots of new blooms and relished the springlike weather.

yellow blossom on creeping ivy

Playroom Primer

28 Feb

I was once one of those women, naive and ignorant.

Buying furry teensy baby shoes with satin lining and engraved leather soles instead of something off the registry for my expecting friends.  Eyeing the family at the restaurant whose child was littering the floor with pasta and trying to gag down my food after seeing said child’s pureed sweet potato face. Feigning a look of not-digust when entering a home with plastic, primary-colored toys strewn about like wreckage.

I was a childless snob. **side note: in my defense, I was in my early 20s and had no clue…but older/wiser Mommy me grimaces at such judgmental memories.**

Here’s the thing — I wanted my friends to STICK to the registry. My kids TRASH restaurants and any other public place I take them to. And I have TONS of plastic brightly-colored and in no way coordinating with my house toys…but they are not strewn about.

That is my line. There will be no toys strewn, do you understand me? There is a special place – a bright, cheery, schoolish organized prison where the toys live and it is called the playroom. I feel so strongly about parents of toddlers having a playroom that my own 2 kids (now almost 3 & 4) SHARE a bedroom just so the configuration would work in our home.

The playroom can be a rainbow hued chaos zone and mommy will be just fine as soon as she closes the door and inhales her special juice, ok hunny? Now go back to your bunkbed please.

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ps: i desperately need to take better pics – these were from an old nighttime shoot with poor lighting. meh.

Happy Snaps – Valentine’s Day Cookie-Cards

26 Feb

making valentine's day cookies

valentine cookies (instead of cards)

Alternative title: random iphone pics – valentine’s edition

Train Caboose Guest House – An Unlikely 4-Word Phrase

25 Feb

One of the many selling points of our little city cabin is the backyard: narrow and deep with bilevel decking and two huge raised stone flower beds flanking either side of its expanse, a stone and pebble path winding its way down the half-grown grass leading to…*wait for it*…a train caboose. On tracks. In our backyard. It was retrofitted to be a guest house with a bedroom, living room, kitchenette and full bath. I KNOW, RIGHT? So without further adieu…a pictorial. I am going to have to add more to this because I realized I hardly captured it’s caboosey-ness the first go ’round.

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