Wednesday, March 4, 2015

In love


Us at the Biltmore Estate on February 23, 2015.

On February 22nd, 2014, I met a guy. And we fell in love.

My boss convinced me to let her put my information on Match. I had almost nothing to do with my profile, all the way down to the username--she put numbers in there, which I deeply dislike--except for the tagline that I could attach to my profile. My boss insisted I do that. I told her to put down "I need a drink" and left it at that. One day, about a month into being on Match, I received a message, but I couldn't see it. One of many obnoxious things about Match is that the site will tell you you have a message for free, but you have to pay to read the message. So I ignored the email, because I didn't feel like paying for a message from a guy I wouldn't be interested in.

Match kept sending emails, and finally, the company sent a warning email that my message would be deleted in 48 hours if I didn't pay up. To entice me, they sent the body of the message, which mostly said "I saw that your tagline read "I need a drink". Mine says "FREE BEER", so I thought I'd check and see if you still need that drink." I caved and forked over three months of membership to Match, because it was less than a month, so I could see who sent the message.

That's how Andrew and I met.

Our first date was to see August: Osage County, which was terrible, and I was so nervous about riding the escalator (I have a fear of them) to the movie theatre that the first thing I ever said to him was "I have to warn you that it may take me a while to get onto the escalator because I am afraid of them." He said "okay. And hi." We had drinks afterward at a bar that tragically no longer exists, but we talked while I was half distracted by the Winter Olympics were on the tv behind him. I took my glasses off so I couldn't see as well, but bobsled was on. He put up with it all, and then I knew that I probably had a winner on my hands.

Andrew is probably one of the few people in my life who puts up with me on a daily basis and never gets tired of me. Even my parents get tired of me. I am a moody, aggressive, crazy bitch sometimes, and he is very even keeled--something I desperately need in a relationship. He is by turns supportive and challenging, always at the right time, and while we don't have all the same interests (he plays Grand Theft Auto & listens to heavy metal while I read about art on Wikipedia & jam to Kesha), we share some very important core beliefs, including strongly preferring to remain childless and a lack of interest in organized religion. We also both love parks, bad movies, and the internet. He puts up with all the shitty reality tv I watch (including The Bachelor) and lets me control the radio in the car. He's supportive and smart and incredibly handsome, and sometimes I look at him and wonder what the hell he could see in me.

We've had ups and downs, just like any relationship, but Andrew hasn't wavered, not yet. I'm not sure he ever will, and if he doesn't, then I might be one of the luckiest women on earth.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

SIA: PSA



The Knitting Lesson, by Ernest Biéler
1908, probably pastel on paper?

I had to guess on the medium for this piece of artwork, because a lot of the information about Ernest Biéler online is in Russian, and he worked in a great number of media (everything from watercolour to stained glass). Biéler created many images of everyday life, including The Knitting Lesson, which I found a lot on Pinterest because apparently knitters are big on this piece of art! It's always inspiring to see yourself and what you do in someone else's artwork.

Send your photos based on this piece of art to Jen by Monday, March 9th to be part of this week's SIA!

Monday, February 23, 2015

Fish out of water











Brooch: heirloom | Cardigan: Target | Tank: Target | Skirt: eShakti | Boots: Off Broadway

My very first pets were goldfish. Ariel, Sebastian and Flounder. (I was creative.) I was maybe 6, and didn't know a whole lot about how my life would go petwise. Little did I know that the goldfish would lead to guinea pigs, which would lead to rabbits, which would finally hit cats, and then horses, and most recently, a dog. Those goldfish didn't live for very long, but they certainly did start a long-lasting trend. So thanks, little crew, for biting me with the pet bug.

For more women who used this week's inspiration to create outfits for Style Imitating Art, check out Salazar's blog!

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Ice Land















My parents have a knack for deciding to go on vacation during a time when a major weather occurrence hits. There have been huge rainstorms/tropical storms, ice storms, and snow storms while they've been gone, and it seems to happen every single time. This vacation of theirs has been no different--Monday afternoon into Tuesday morning, a storm dumped 3/8" of ice, along with a pile of sleet, over Cardiganland. Work was closed Tuesday, thankfully, because there was no way to drive on the roads with this kind of ice. I'm always fascinated by where I live when there's a layer of ice or snow on top of everything, because we all get to see it so rarely. So of course, I took a ton of pictures.

The horses are pretty pissed, and so are the cats, that the weather is like this. While most everything has melted away and dried, the ice storm's remnants have been replaced by brutal cold and searing wind, which have combined to drop the wind chill to roughly 7 degrees. I may have had 3-4 cats in my bed with me last night. MY boyfriend bought me a heating pad for Valentine's Day, and he could not have had better timing--I have actually cuddled it in my sleep. I have no shame.

So if you're wondering about the drought of outfit photos this week, it's because I've spent 90% of my days in flannel lined jeans and a fleece hoodie, even inside. It's not an attractive look--all of my barn clothes are covered in hay, clay and horse hair--but it keeps me warm. I've been in jeans and a sweater even at work, because I've been weeding at branches, a relatively physical task that involves carts and bins and hand trucks. My office looks like a bomb filled with old 98 Degrees and Ricky Martin albums went off. There are carts and boxes stuffed with old music and graphic novels that don't check out. It's a mess, and it would be more of a mess if I wore a skirt while digging through it all.

Here's hoping the weather you all are having right now is better than what we have! From what I've seen on the weather reports every night, it probably isn't, but I guess we can all be jealous of/bitter toward my parents together, right?

Valentine







Locket: heirloom | Sweater: JCPenney | Skirt: Belk | Tights: Target | Flats: Banana Republic

It took me a LONG TIME to post my Valentine's Day outfit, y'all. I'll explain why in my next post, but for now, let me tell you what I did for Valentine's Day.

I spent Valentine's Day at work, and then I went food shopping, came home and fed the horses, made dinner, let the horses out, and cleaned my room. You read that right: I cleaned my room. My boyfriend has, until very recently, been working nights, and he had to work Saturday night, while I had to work all day, so there was no overlap in free time. (I got to see him Sunday though!) I am currently on call at home 24/7 because my parents, those jerks, are on vacation in the Florida Keys right now--they've been away since Friday (2/13) and won't be back until Sunday evening (2/22)! So to get home at 7pm and feed the horses, and then cram down a plate of food and be back out at the barn by 9...I was exhausted. I had bold plans to go to the gym and maybe watch Clueless, but I ended up looking at my bedroom and noticing a giant pile of clothing in the corner, which was screaming to be PUT AWAY ALREADY.

So happy Valentine's Day to me: nothing screams romance quite like cleaning.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

SIA: PSA



Carp, Đông Hồ district
Wood cut painting

February 19th is the Lunar New Year, y'all! Salazar picked this woodcut painting from the Đông Hồ district of Vietnam, where this particular type of artwork has been traditionally used seasonally specifically for the Lunar New Year. The best part about these pieces is how graphic they are--every image has the same nature, and it makes them all very fun. The school of fish in this piece is especially lively.

Send your SIA photos to Salazar by February 22nd to be included in this week's roundup! Enjoy this one.

Thursday, February 12, 2015

V-Day







Jacket thing: Forever 21 | Dress: Target | Belt: Target | Tights: ??? | Flats: Banana Republic | Nails: butter London Full Steam Ahead

I may not be single anymore, but that doesn't mean I want to do anything for Valentine's Day. My boyfriend works nights, and weekends, and I happen to be working on Valentine's Day too, so my main plan is to eat some crappy food (maybe Chinese?), watch Clueless and sew. There may also be some beer involved. Or at least I hope there will be beer involved. There's nothing more romantic than beer.