Monday, September 15, 2014


Necklace: made by T. | Dress: Ann Taylor Factory Store | Wedges: Target

HELLO FOOTBALL SEASON! I get derpy around this time every single year and my blinders go on and all I see is footballfootballfootball. I told my boyfriend that if he survives this fall with me, we'll be in good shape. I don't think he understands what I mean when I say 12pm-12am every single Sunday. Let's see how long he lasts before he snaps.

Sunday, September 14, 2014


The Star, by Edgar Degas
Pastel on paper, 1881

If there has ever been a master of the medium of pastel, it is Edgar Degas. Pastel is a really difficult medium to work with--finicky, grimy, and not for the faint of heart, because the colours aren't mixed ahead of time and application can't be pre-tested. There's no way to cover up the mistakes of a pastel error, like you could with acrylic or oil paint (or like you could rinse off, with some watercolour). I remember using soft pastels when I was very, very young; my grandmother had a small tray of them and let me do what I would with them, which was almost Degas quality.

Degas' skill is at its finest in The Star, which beautifully combines highlights and lowlights. If you look closely, you realize that solid colours aren't really solid--they're amalgamations of other, less delicately manifested hues. There's almost a texture to each part of Degas' painting: the cotton candy softness of the ladies' tutus; the scratchy, crisp texture of the prima ballerina's dress; the wooden, yet leathery footing of the stage. It's amazing.

Please send me your photos inspired by this painting by Monday, September 22nd. (God, it's almost October.) I can't wait to see how you all interpret this beauty.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Sharks and cake

One of my favourite people from college got married over the weekend at the Virginia State Aquarium in Virginia Beach, and I was happily in attendance, along with A. We left on Friday and didn't come back until today, and it was a nice bit of time off that I really needed.

I left my dress at home (!!!!) and had to drag A. to Target the night before the wedding to rummage for a new dress. Thank god for Target, amirite? They came through in the clutch!

It was an awesome wedding and a great weekend, and I'm so happy for E. and M. and their dear dog who will no longer live out of wedlock. Yay!

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Where I've been


It's been a very busy two weeks.

I was pet and house sitting on the opposite corner of the county from my parents/pets/house, which was...a bit of a struggle for me. I missed my dog. And my parents! And my horse, even though he's a jerk. I had my camera, tripod and remote with me the whole time, but driving to the house and taking care of the animals after spending all day at work wore me out! And to be honest, I was packing three work outfits at a time, then going home and getting three more, so my outfits were REAL basic, y'all. I'm talking dress and shoes just about every day.

And then on top of all that, I made my second trip to DragonCon, which meant very, very long days from Friday to yesterday. I slept like a BRICK last night! I was so tired. We got a lot done--I went for work, not for fun, tragically, but I still got to do some fun stuff, like asking THE Amy Acker a question about Person of Interest and taking a photo with the cast of King of the Nerds (see above). I also saw Joel Hodgson (of Mystery Science Theatre 3000 fame) in the flesh AND met the lead illustrator of Archer, which gave me a mini meltdown. He was super nice!

A. and I at the Hyatt (above) and Daft Punk cosplay (below)

DragonCon was a lot of fun, but I'm glad to be back home after so long not at home. It's good to the news. (One of the things I miss most when I'm not home, even when I visit my boyfriend.) Pet my dog. Laugh at my cats. Sleep in my own bed. Et cetera. Life on the road would not be for me, that's for sure. So it's good to be home, with my full closet at my fingertips, an with plenty of options for what to wear tomorrow!


The Serenade, by Eugene de Blaas
1910, oil on canvas

Hello everyone! What a whirlwind my life has been since the last post I made. I'll explain more in my next post, but for now, Jen has returned from vacation just in time to post her next pick, which is happy and cheery and a lot of fun. Lots of warm and cool, skirts and pants, brick and water--so many complimentary subjects in one painting! It's awesome. Send Jen your photos by Monday, September 8th to be included in the next roundup!

Monday, August 18, 2014


Blackboard, by Winslow Homer
Watercolor on paper, 1877

Remember this commercial? This is exactly how I feel. Every year. And today--back to school day across Cardiganland--is my Christmas.

It's kind of the opposite for Salazar, who is instead heading back in for another year of shaping young minds and grooming our future generations for greatness. Or something like that. She picked this week's SIA inspiration, so hop to it! You have homework this week. Send her your outfits by Monday, August 25th to be included!

Saturday, August 16, 2014

What to wear to a Nickel Creek concert

Nickel Creek, with Josh Ritter
August 14th @ 7:30pm
Koka Booth Amphitheatre, Cary, NC

E. wore:

I wore:

There are some musicians that you should just feel honoured to watch perform. Like Bob Seger, or Reba McEntire. Or Dolly Parton, or Queen (while Freddie was still alive, of course). There are artists who just take music and performing to a whole different level. It's a surreal experience--an unforgettable one.

Nickel Creek, to me, is like that. The honour that I felt sitting in my folding chair ten rows from the front as Nickel Creek came out onto the stage nearly swelled out of my body and into the air around me. I've been a fan of Nickel Creek since I was a middle school and I have wanted to see them for nearly as long, and when they broke up in 2007, I was crushed. I thought I had lost my opportunity to experience something great.

And then, this year, they got the band back together. And I about had a meltdown and bought tickets and then asked one of my all-time favourite people, E., to come with me, since she lives about 45 minutes from Cary. And she said yes, so we went! I was thrilled; I haven't seen E. since last August, and we haven't had time to chat much in the last few months. My mom loves E. and has noted once or twice that whenever I'm around E. she brings out something better in me. Stronger, wiser, nicer. She's one of three people with whom I can tolerate a long road trip. She never makes fun of my weird eating habits. Everyone should be so lucky to have a friend like E.

So between spending my evening with E. and seeing some of the most exceptional musicians on the planet, I feel very honoured indeed.