Showing posts with label our first home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label our first home. Show all posts

Friday, October 19, 2012

kitchen comforts

Some snaps of the little details that make my kitchen one of my favorite places, it's coming together slowly but surely! I like to take my time with all of the house work/decorating to keep my sanity..the stories she could tell! Like who painted bright orange over two layers of old wallpaper in this kitchen of mine..luckily I saw potential in this fixer upper and sort of knew what I was getting into haha Over 150 years old and over 2,000 sq ft, every inch needed tons of tlc..


retro aprons

Falkor
Nearly everything is vintage from thrift stores, flea markets..and perfectly imperfect. Just how I like it, things that are too nice make me nervous.



old linen napkins





Thanks for taking a peak into this space of mine!



Thursday, December 8, 2011

midweek menagerie

A collection of thoughts and things..

"You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen."— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast


Moto-


I'm probably the girliest tomboy you'll ever meet. I grew up climbing trees, catching little creatures(mice and toads mostly haha) working on cars, and riding motorcycles.(Mom is a social worker(helps feed families) and I love to volunteer) My dad is an auto body mechanic and I was required to help him work on projects..I say required because at the time I absolutely HATED it. At 14 I would have much rather been hanging out with friends or playing with my hair/makeup, instead I was hanging out in a garage,under a car, covered in grease. (weekends I had to work at the auto shop in st.louis but sometimes I would get to stop in the rainbow clothing store on the way home) In high school we spent an entire year restoring a 70's chevelle from the ground up..took it completely apart. It went from a dusty shell to a glorious muscle car. 454 big block Ls6. Astro blue(black stripes). Driving around town in it was like being a celebrity..people literally waved and wanted to talk to us wherever we went. Not to mention it was a great conversation starter with my crush who also had a classic car haha






I ride dirt bikes and my dad loves to tell the story about how I made it up a super steep hill while grown men were laying their bikes down..I think I made it to the top out of sheer terror because once I cleared the hill I promptly tumped over. I had the gnarliest bruise for a couple weeks. I even wanted to be in a local race.. you know,be the girl that beats the guys and at the end remove my helmet to reveal flowing locks haha!
As much as I used to resent my dad for making me do "guy stuff" I appreciate the fact that I can now hold my own with the boys. I know more about cars than my husband and can change a tire and check my own oil. I'm strong and soft, and that's just perfect to me.  




Newest guilty pleasure-

BBC's Being Human. I recently discovered this on Netflix after searching for the US version. I always have to have some kind of vampire/sci-fi show in my life and this one has everything I love. A ghost,werewolf,and vampire sharing a flat and trying to fit into normal society.




Baby,it's cold inside-

We live in a giant historic brick house with no central air/heat. This is our second winter here and we're still trying to figure out the most practical way to heat it. It doesn't help that my Hashimotos disease makes me super sensitive to cold, my hands and feet are like ice. Luke has these warm old thermals that I've been wearing, cute right?! haha. I'm ready for Always Sunny tonight!

Anyone else feeling down due to the cold/dreary weather?


Monday, October 3, 2011

Inspired by: Bright Star


I've been painting the bedroom in our 1860's home for the past few days and it may have turned into a slightly longer project due to a few too many breaks for tea drinking and a movie. I was sitting on the deck watching little white butterflies flutter about in what's left of the garden and I had the urge to watch one of my favorites, Bright Star.

mmm..vanilla chai


“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.”
John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne



This film is based on the last three years of the life of poet John Keats and his romantic relationship with Fanny Brawne. It's set in 1818 and features the beautiful English countryside and the most amazing colors and tones, I want my entire life to feel like this movie!  I adore star crossed love stories and this is one of the greatest.


I collect vintage butterfly pieces and I'll be displaying them in our bedroom along with two old wood butterfly nets I'm using for wall art.



Our bed linens are ruffled white cotton reminiscent of a lovely victorian lawn dress



Fannie is inspiring as a talented seamstress who fashions her own ruffled neck pieces and gorgeous gowns.



I can't wait to finish the bedroom, I have so many diy projects to do!

we get such pretty light from the sunsets, the dark walls left from the previous owners were bringing me down!



I finally found my perfect pale grey/duck egg blue shade..in a fitting name- dew of silverberry. I can't wait for everything to come together although I think I'm going to need to cook a delicious meal so Luke will finish the walls for me..I do hate painting the trim..