I got this Ugly Christmas Sweater T-shirt for Christmas and immediately changed to wear it for the rest of the day. If this doesn't get you in the Christmas spirit, there is no hope for you. I love it! Thanks, Hunter! Also, another awesome t-shirt that is unfortunately unavailable :(.
So airports surrounding Washington, DC and the general east coast completely shut down due to a snow storm this week. Meaning, our flight home was cancelled this morning. We opted out of sleeping at the airport in either SLC or Denver (that's what an airline lady recommended), and drove down to Provo to hang out with my grandma and grandpa. Hopefully everything will clear up by Tuesday afternoon, since that's the earliest they could do!
This is Hunter celebrating Christmas in Guatemala in either 2004 or 2005. It makes me laugh! We are currently in Texas with Hunter's family and will be spending Christmas in the Anderson family cabin (built by his great-great-grandfather, Lewis R. Anderson) near Fish Lake in Central Utah - it will truly be a white Christmas! So - may everyone have a wonderful winter break and a happy holiday!
I've recently discovered these incredible hand-painted cookies by Maggie Austin. At $25/cookie and $75/quartet they are almost too beautiful to eat! The photos posted above are from the botanical and impressionist collections, but you should definitely check out the Art Nouveau and Bauhaus cookies. Also, look at her wedding cakes, ahem, pieces of art:
I especially love the one with the folds on the bottom right. Or maybe the black and white one in the top left corner. I don't know - I love them all!
I came across The Giraffe Manor awhile back, found here, and have been thinking about how nice it would be to stay there right about now, especially on this cold, wintry, snowy DC day. I just want to be warm... and I won't complain about giraffes peeking their heads into my window to say hello to me!
I love everything about this house from Savannah, Georgia, but I kind of laughed out loud when I found out it is owned by Derek & Carolyn Lowe - Derek Lowe of the Atlanta Braves. Now maybe I've tuned into one too many MTV Cribs episodes, but it just threw me off guard that my dream home is owned by a professional athlete who did not opt for 100 gallon fish tank in the living room and a million ugly sports cars parked in front of the eight car garage. Anyway, I'm enamored with the place. The only thing that can make it more perfect is if there's a peach orchard in the back. See more photos here.
So... I have no clue what to name my blog. Untitled feels a little, "the rest is still unwritten" (The Hills, anyone?). But seriously, every name I've come up with thus far is taken - which goes to show how unoriginal my life is. Any ideas? And no, I am not naming it lisa892380, google.
*UPDATE: I've decided on Amarillo y Crema - my favorite colors together and apart.
So I get insanely happy when I walk into an Anthropologie. It always smells great, has pretty things everywhere, and leaves me feeling inspired to decorate more unconventionally - like with newspaper or stamps. Anyway, I could definitely live here and if I had the money, would buy that yellow chesterfield tomorrow:
I wouldn't mind this one, either:
And then I would make my bedroom look exactly like this:
Not making your bed never looked so good. P.S. I zoomed in really close on the photo and discovered that the poster is of sailboats in Lisbon. I spent some time there in 2008 and thought it looked familiar! And I looked everywhere for something similar and haven't found what I'm looking for.
Spotted here, I think this art installation by Heike Weber is pretty impressive. This floor was made with permanent marker (!) on vinyl, and her kilim rug designs - the ones below - are made with a silicone.
So Hunter's finals week has been really hard on me. As you can tell... I even started blogging again. Apparently law school finals are much more demanding than anything I've experienced. I don't know about you, but my former finals weeks and reading days were always when I emerged a social butterfly... like the one time I played snow football instead of studying for a physical science class (yeah, that one came back to haunt me). Or ate at Kneaders and Cafe Rio excessively. Or went eighties dancing the night before my morning final. Then there was also the finals week where I had just broken up with Hunter and was alone in my apartment, eating, crying and watching all three seasons of Arrested Development to make me feel better. So maybe finals weeks weren't always easy on me. What I'm trying to say is - Hunter, come hang out with me already!
So, I've been trying to be more crafty. I attended a craft night with some friends from church and a lunchtime craft meeting once a month at work. At both events there were AWESOME needlepoint projects, ensuing "craft envy." Today I saw this on Design*Sponge and it made me happy:
You think I can pull it off, this whole crafty thing?
Lace... is a weakness of mine. And also a strength - it definitely adds an edge when I'm feeling frumpy. Anyway, the dress on the left is from the reformation and the one on the right is from lindsey thornburg.
These works by Danish artist Jan Christensen strike an all too familiar cord. These last few months in my search for cool stuff to put on our white, empty walls in our new apartment, I realized just how poor this newly married couple is. I wish I could afford this! Also, this made me laugh since I always think this:
So, I've resided on the east coast for all of 4 months now and have yet to drive the 4 hours to New York City (Hunter on the other hand has been twice, but made up for it by bringing back cookies from Levain). Anyway, WHEN we do go we would really like to check out this unused and virtually untouched subway station that was built in 1904. It's crazy to think something so beautiful sat abandoned underground for all these years - they closed the station in 1945. We'll let you know how it looks in person!
Sometimes I feel like I'm cheating on each season that comes my way. In the summer I want tights, boots, coats and the September issues of magazines and then fall passes (too quickly in DC), winter comes, and lately I've been wishing for summer again - and it's only December. Despite my fickle, fair-weathered relationship with winter, right now I just remembered that only this season would allow me to wear a fabulous fur coat such as the one featured above. Or this one, if I'm feeling like channeling Bridget Bardot.