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Raising Les Enfants

2012-02-10T19:16:00.002-08:00

As I am not yet a parent, I can only speculate as an outsider on the responsibility, joys and struggles that come along with the territory. I have no idea what kind of parent I might turn out to be (though if my raising Gatsby is any indicator, I have a lot of work to do on my ability to set boundaries and execute discipline).

I am, however, a total Francophile. I am under complete delusion that anything the French do or say is 100x better than the American way.

So when an article discussing the art of French parenting popped up on my screen this morning logging onto the Starbucks wifi, I was all ears (erm, eyes).

The article, titled "Why French Parents are Superior", discusses many cultural differences between the approach that American and French parents take with their children.
Some of the French parenting tactics included:

Children should say hello, goodbye, thank you and please. It helps them to learn that they aren't the only ones with feelings and needs.
When they misbehave, give them the "big eyes"—a stern look of admonishment.
Allow only one snack a day. In France, it's at 4 or 4:30.
Remind them (and yourself) who's the boss. French parents say, "It's me who decides."
Don't be afraid to say "no." Kids have to learn how to cope with some frustration.

The basis of the article addressed American's tendencies to over-parent (again, I am not one yet, so I can only report on my observations), coddle, and cultivate a child-centric atmosphere... as opposed to the French method of teaching children to live in the "grown up" world.

I was excited to see that this article is based on the author's upcoming book. I'm curious to learn more about this approach, especially as the idea of having a family of my own is slowly becoming less of "it's like an alien growing inside of you..." to "hmmmm, maaaybe that doesn't seem so bad."

At the very least, I'm getting a head start on homework and preparation for the motherhood journey, if I do ever find myself in that role.

Pinterest Projects: My New Style Hero

2012-02-10T18:44:00.007-08:00

I came across her outfits on some of the Women's Apparel boards in Pinterest. These pins have been the inspiration for many of my outfits lately.

Her name is Blaire Eadie, or Bee, as she refers to herself (really?... even her name oozes glamour). She's a Senior Merchandiser for Gap and the sole contributor to the blog Atlantic-Pacific. Though only two years old, this blog has caught on like wildfire. Once I knew who she was, I began to recognize her pictures in many of my own style inspiration pins that I had already collected the past couple months.
Both classic and eclectic, with a penchant for over accessorizing and dark lipstick, this girl's style is right up my alley!

I really appreciate that she reuses many pieces for various outfits. Through repetition, it's evident these really are her clothes, proving it's OK to rewear items (which is not a common message we receive from media and celebrities). She also frequently combines high end and low budget items. Something I too am accustomed to these days (the high end items being collections from past Neiman Marcus discounts and higher income times). The result is a great outfit every time.

I love her use of color, classic inspirations, and unexpected pairings. She's helped me find new ensembles in a closet that feels all too familiar.

Looks from her blog continue to pop up as pins. She will definitely be a style hero to me for many outfits to come!

Pinterest Projects: Green Onions

2012-01-25T09:35:00.000-08:00

This experiment combined two pins in one.
The first was the suggestion to chop all green onions in a bunch at the same time. Dry them and keep them in an empty water bottle in the freezer. It allows you to keep the entire bunch usable, as they come in large quantities at the store, but most recipes only call for a few stalks.

The second was to place the leftover white stems in a small cup of water and set near a sunny window (sun is a bit of a tall order in Seattle these days). Supposedly, the green onions would begin to grow again. The original stems could be used indefinitely for new onions.

The first idea works great except for one thing. Make sure the chopped onions have dried completely before freezing. (This was instructed in the pin, I just seem to have issues following directions) I didn't find that it creates freezer burn as warned, but it makes the onions impossible to use for anything but a cooked dish (no salads, sandwiches, etc).

The second idea went exactly as promised! I feel like a 6th grader with a science project again. The onions literally started growing the afternoon I "re-planted" them. My guess is there is a two week growing cycle before the onions are usable. But with all my frozen onions, I probably won't need any before then.

These pins aren't exactly saving me a ton of moola. But it feels nice to be resourceful. And truth be told, green onions, like cilantro, basil, and other leafy herbs, are one of those things I've always had to throw away before using them all because of wilting in the fridge. At least now, I can feel less wasteful and have something close to a live plant in my house again.

Well Done T Swift

2012-01-24T20:09:00.000-08:00

I've been critical of Taylor Swift's look before. Not because I thought it was unbecoming of her, I simply felt that no 18 year old needed to be so married to a signature style. How much liquid liner and ringlets can one girl take?
Youth is the time to experiment...
...with different looks.

I'm glad to see that the "wisdom" that has come with older age, has taught Taylor to branch out a bit. Maybe she'll keep the bangs and flat iron around.

Life List Additions: Travel to Kenya

2012-01-24T15:15:00.000-08:00

In the spirit of yesterday's "Thankful" post #6, I have another addition to the Life List.

I want to take a trip to Kenya. I'd like to meet the little girl that I'm sponsoring, as well as her family. I'd like to lend a hand where possible during the visit and get to know them on a level deeper than financial contributions and monthly letters.

Kenya also happens to be a place full of new experiences and adventures. I'd love to go on a wildlife safari, lay out on the beaches of Mombasa, climb Mount Kilimanjaro, and see how most of the world lives.

I can't wait to start planning this journey!

I Am Thankful: 6

2012-01-23T19:41:00.000-08:00

For a reality check.

I've let myself get down on the fact that I haven't been able to find a job yet. It's frustrating. Each time it gets harder to walk in with my head held high and exude confidence without fearing that the opportunity will fall through.

I know that I have a lot going for me. It's unfortunately too easy to get sidetracked and decide to feel sorry for myself instead.

A simple reminder put me right back in check.

Over Christmas, I was given an amazingly thoughtful gift. A certain someone sponsored a child in Kenya in my name. Knowing how much of a heart I have for children in developing countries, and how much I want to adopt abroad, this was (as he stated) "the next closest thing."

I was so excited to send my first correspondence with the little girl.

One problem. I found it hard to find things to talk about.

She lives in a small hut with limited resources, limited education, and a constant threat of illness.

I live in the land of consumerism.

What right did I have to tell her about my home? My life? What do I do with my time that will even translate with her world? I've never gone hungry. I have a private education. I have more things in my house than I know what to do with.

Ultimately, I decided to send her pictures of Gatsby, my family, and a picture of snow (since it's not something they'll ever get there). I gave her an idea of where in the country I lived, and told her about our celebration of Christmas (again... the meaning, not the presents).

This letter reminded me of how privileged my life is. And I'm lucky to have had this be a reoccuring thought since sending it.
I am thankful for my blessings.

Duh. Pinning.

2012-01-23T19:02:00.000-08:00

Pinterest has become my new time suck. If I have a free minute, I'm no longer updating my Facebook profile, wandering aimlessly through friend's albums, or falling into random twitter feeds.... I'm collecting quotes, recipes, crafts, fashion how to's, workouts, and dreaming of a better life through images and placing all these things on the social pin board known as Pinterest.

A couple months ago, my pinboards were nothing more than things I thought were interesting. I'd repin images I liked. Now, I'm uploading my own pins from sites. I'm using the platform to keep track of my own ideas. Most importantly, I feel challenged to actually put my pins to practice. The result has been new outfit ensembles with clothes I already owned, new makeup ideas (without having to spend $50 and 2 hours at the MAC counter), new hair up dos, recipes, crafts, and decor.

I've decided to add a new blog page to keep track of my pin experiments. Each post will explain the process, if it truly is the "best recipe/tutorial/easy decor idea ever", and my results. Additionally, I'll link my original pins with the post.
(If you care to peruse or follow my ideas before action, my Pinterest page can be found @ http://pinterest.com/carinamae/)

Happy Pinning indeed.

I Am Thankful: 5

2012-01-10T17:59:00.000-08:00

For the family that I've chosen.

(Taken at a dive bar in the North Shore. Among drunken locals, wandering chickens,
and men with missing teeth, we found this wall. Couldn't have said it better myself.)

The people that see you through thick and thin (literally), through relationships, houses, moves, life events, laughter and tears, successes and failures, good times and bad; I love the friends I have been blessed with throughout my life.
I am excited for our years to come together, and excited for the new people that will come along the way.

Not So Domestic Goddess

2012-01-07T18:32:00.000-08:00

My new house doesn't have a dishwasher. Anyone who knew me questioned whether this would be an issue. Dishes are perhaps my least favorite chore. I would rather give a cat a bath before lifting a dish rag. However, I refused to even consider the thought of this being a problem. The rest of the house was just so perfect. How could I let a little detail like easy cleaning stand in the way of my new home?

I was going without in other areas that seemed much more severe. No wireless Internet, no cable, no microwave, and a washer and dryer that required me to go outside and around the back to an exterior basement entrance. A dishwasher was the least of my worries.

It came as a surprise to many that not only was doing the dishes by hand not even close to being a problem... I actually liked doing the dishes. For whatever reason, I began to find it relaxing. There have been many instances of baking days or large meals, where I insist on doing the dishes myself. Allowing my friends to get on their merry way (before I was a strict believer of the cook/ clean trade off... "I cooked, you clean").

This week it finally occurred to me why I've become such a fan of the once dreaded chore. I had candles lit, designer soap in the sink, a tall glass of wine beside me, and Gaga singing me on. This wasn't cleaning. This was my new form of therapy. And thanks to the fun dish gloves given to me as a gift (this things merely looked cute on the shelf before) doing the dishes was nothing more than pushing some soap around in the sink.

I have no idea how long this cleaning delirium will continue. But I've decided to enjoy every last pot, pan, and dish until the end.

I Am Thankful: 4

2012-01-07T18:02:00.000-08:00

For the memories of my adventures past and for the many yet to come.

Growing up in an international family, I took my first oversees trip at 4. Though not instantly hooked on "always going to Europe" (sometimes a girl just wants to get her Disney on), I am thankful that I had the opportunity to gain exposure to different cultures, study in a French school, and gain an appreciation for seeing the world.

Now I can't stop planning new trips (if only the budget was a little more willing).

Life List Additions: Koala

2012-01-06T11:33:00.000-08:00

A new addition to the bucket list... to hold a koala.

I tried to pet a baby tiger once and it bit me in the boob. I literally had to shake him off. Talk about jaws of steel. Hopefully koalas are a little friendlier ...and better monitored by trained professionals.

You can even see the tiger going in for the kill in this before pic. Notice the bite mark/ saliva in the after. I may be trying to laugh it off, but behind my sunglasses were tears of pain. Ouch.

I Am Thankful: 3 (and Happy New Year)

2012-01-06T11:08:00.000-08:00

For my new house and neighborhood.

It feels SO good to be out of Tacoma and back in the city. Clocking in at move #10 of my twenties (one for each year, I suppose), I recently moved into a farmhouse built in 1907 and located on the "residential" side of Ballard. When the weather is bearable, everything I could dream of needing is within walking distance.
Not since my apartment in LA have I been so in love with both the house itself and the location. I hope I can stay planted here longer than 12 months (fingers crossed).

I Am Thankful: 2

2011-12-15T14:25:00.000-08:00

For my wiggle worm

Having grown up with only cats, I had no idea what getting a dog was like. He's shown my what it's like to have someone accept you no matter what, has been a great cuddle buddy, and cracks me up about once a day.

Here's to the Great Gats.

The Bucket List

2011-12-15T14:16:00.000-08:00

Here is my original "Life List" created and edited throughout middle school.

Some of these crack me up. Others? Still goals.

Get my pilot's license
Learn to fence
Write and publish a book (I can't believe some of these goals from 6th grade are still dreams of mine. Impressive that I was forward thinking enough to want to "publish" as well.)
Run a marathon
~~Get a tattoo~~ (or two or three)
Teach a college course
Go skydiving
Read the Bible cover to cover
Attend a fashion show (I'd like to update this to NY Fashion week)
Volunteer as a firefighter
~~Move to LA~~ (Apparently I always loved the place)
Win a contest
Build a house
~~Get arrested~~ (Oops)
Swim in all the oceans
Earn an honorary degree
Go scuba diving
Get married
Go on an African safari
~~Learn to play the guitar~~ (this was accurate for about 12 months)
Be on the cover of a magazine (I had big dreams at 12)
Live in 20 different cities (actually close to this one)
Become a mom
Become fluent in sign language
~~Ride in a hot air balloon~~
~~Go on a mission trip~~
Act in 12 movies (yeah, that's not happening)
Go white water rafting
Go rock climbing
~~Play a varsity sport~~ (for the unathletic, this was a lofty goal)
Climb Machu Picchu (fairly certain at 12, I had no idea where this was, it just sounded cool)
See the Great Wall

Perhaps I'll begin the updated list with some less expensive/ more attainable goals.

I Am Thankful: 1

2011-12-14T13:00:00.000-08:00

Circa 1980

For these wonderful people. I know that every girl says she has the best parents anyone could ask for, but I really do.

They are my pillars of strength when I can't stand on my own. They give me wisdom and guidance when I fear I should be too old to turn to them. They demonstrate unconditional love when I don't deserve it.

(They did, however, fail to pass down their aversion to photography gene to me. Finding new pictures of them is like finding a needle in a haystack. How they had a daughter who loves the spotlight so much is quite a mystery).

We may be a small family, but we are a tight one.

The Best Part of Waking Up

2011-12-14T12:37:00.000-08:00

Is not Folgers in my cup.

It's vintage furs delivered to my door. Merry early Christmas from my chic and thoughtful mother!!! (She also sent me JoAnn coupons in the package. This lady knows me all too well!)

Thanks Mum!

Hundreds of Things

2011-12-13T22:42:00.000-08:00

I want to try and start two new on-going projects of posts this holiday season.
The first is my life goal list. (or Bucket List for you fancy pants out there)

I started this list back in middle school and came across the collection of notebook paper the other day while going through some old memory boxes. Some of the items are beyond ridiculous, though still fun to include. Others I think I'll replace with new goals.

I was also happy to see that I've accomplished a handful of the goals I set for myself. Those might be fun posts to reflect with.

Second, in the spirit of the book One Thousand Gifts (which I have not read, but now think I will put on the top of my reading list) I thought I would challenge myself to come up with 100 things I am thankful for. The book encourages readers to capture your gifts, count your blessings, and share joy as it happens.

This has been a particularly hard 18 months for me. But through the struggle, I've found strength in unexpected places. Happiness where there should have been sadness. And an overall deeper appreciation for things that I once took for granted.

A Field Guide to a Charmed Life

2011-11-03T13:17:00.000-07:00

I love this.

Except I would never burn the roast.

(Found on Matchbook Magazine's website)

To Market To Market

2011-10-26T15:35:00.000-07:00

As I was grocery shopping today to fill my kitchen with the bare essentials (those being two bottles of wine, a container of arugula, coffee, dish soap, and silver polish) I noticed a couple of interesting trends among my fellow shoppers. The geries were out in full force as it is apparently "Seniors" day at Fred Meyer. I also noticed a solid percentage of what one might refer to as the Old Maid.

My checkout line, for instance, included three other women aside from me. Their ages ranged from myself up to 60 something.

The first customer purchased five cans of soup and about 15 cans of cat food. All with coupons.

The second had a basket full of singular produce items (one potato, one apple, one banana) and also happened to be purchasing the infomercial fruit saver bags. She assured me that although they were expensive, I would get 20 bags in a pack, they were reusable, and my fruit would last a whole week without browning! (Admittedly, I took this into consideration and made a mental note to purchase said bags on my next grocery trip).

The lady behind me rounded out our lonely-hearts club with 3 cans of low sodium chicken broth, microwave lunches, and a package of cookies.

One would assume being surrounded by such company would be an Ah Ha! moment for me, similar to that of fictional 30-something Bridget Jones. Instead, I just laughed to myself. I was enjoying this scenario more than was perhaps appropriate and was happy to have chosen the checkout line that I did. I made a mental note to return for my weekly trip on the same day and the same time next week.

Afterall, we old maids need to stick together.

Two A Days

2011-10-18T15:37:00.000-07:00

Today I began my "Two A Days" or as we used to call them in high school, Daily Doubles. For the next few weeks, if not months, I'll be working out not once, but twice each day.

As yucky as the usual me would say this idea is, I'm actually pretty excited about it. It does help that the weather in Seattle is still beautiful which means my first workout gets to be a run in the sun.

This is all part of a new workout project my friend Katrina and I have decided to embark upon. We'll hopefully soon be turning this little idea of ours into a new writing project as well. But until then, we've affectionately been referring to it as "Rah Rah Push Up Bra" (credit of this name goes to Katrina).

I first started my workout regimen for the project two weeks ago. It had become apparent in September that my knack for fainting on runs was leading me nowhere near the Chicago marathon fast. Having to perhaps give up this goal for good, I needed a new focus. Katrina proposed her new plan and I was instantly on board. I began training that next week and lost five pounds in five days.

As these things don't last long, the weight and definition has now somewhat plateaued which means it's time to kick the workouts up a notch again. I'm also bracing myself for some dietary changes. Less carbs, more fruits and veggies.

The current goal is to drop another five before November which is just about two weeks away. While Katrina and I continue to work on how to present our new project, I think I'll stick to posting my progress here.

Some daily thinspiration never hurts either

Thinking

2011-10-18T15:26:00.000-07:00

I'm really glad I got such a jump start on packing for this upcoming move.

I've since reopened every single box that has been taped up to dig out some arbitrary item that I thought for sure would not be needed for the next two weeks.

It seems that in addition to needing my friends to get on my case to start writing again, my tried and true method for breaking writer's block continues to be watching Sex and the City. As cliche as it sounds, there is something about the inner monologue from Carrie Bradshaw that gets me thinking too.

Signs It's Time For a Full Time Job

2011-10-17T14:08:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I put my underwear on backwards. Today I accidentally put them on inside out (new pair... just for the record).
I wasn't even tempted to correct the mis-direction of my unmentionables on either occasion.
Wrestling with socks, skinny jeans, and boots is just too much work.

If I have any friends left after this confession, I hope they appreciate the fact that the dirty hippie they all know and love is clearly not going anywhere anytime soon.

How to Annoy Me

2011-10-13T17:26:00.000-07:00

There is a fruit fly hanging around my table, trying to share my glass of wine. I look like an idiot waving this thing away.
I just tried to clap it to kill it and literally got the entire restaurant to turn and look my way.

Don't mind me folks... I'm just a little crazy.

Feeling Guilty

2011-10-13T17:22:00.000-07:00

For watching Kim Kardashian’s wedding special….

...Parts one and two

How to Charm Me

2011-10-13T00:00:00.001-07:00

Wave “thank you” after I let you into the lane.

Search engines

2011-10-13T00:00:00.000-07:00

Yes, algorithm. That is in fact, what I meant. Thank you.

Thinking

2011-10-12T16:13:00.000-07:00

I will never be able to spell the word hors d'oeuvres without spell check.

How To

2011-10-11T21:54:00.000-07:00

Charm me: Use abbreviated vocab more suitable for the tween demographic. It's totes adorbs.

Annoy me: Bark. No, really Gatsby, keep going. I dare you.

Feeling Guilty: That I slept in again today. And probably will again tomorrow. Why can't I be a morning person?

Thinking: Why has it taken me 10 years to discover how amazing whisky is? My inner 60 year old is elated!

Enjoying: Sweats.... A little too much these days.

Writer's Block

2011-10-11T21:34:00.000-07:00

There's no excuse... It's been almost two months since I've written ANYTHING. A sad record. Nothing here, nothing on KISS, nada. I'm supposed to be an aspiring writer and my voice seems to have escaped me. I'm not a big advocate for the writer's block excuse. People like myself are always over opinionated, it's just a matter of sharing it with the rest of the world. So where has my narrative gone?

I wish I knew.

There are a handful of things to report on.... nothing earth shattering. But then again, it's not the story itself, but how it's told. I wish I still had the passion. I pray for it to return someday soon.

I once used this blog to fine tune my writing and get me into the frequency of posting things. I think my solution is to turn to this platform once more. Simplistic. Basic.

It doesn't need to be brilliant. It just needs to be.

So here's hoping. I know that there are few things in this world I truly love. Writing is one of them.
As with any relationship, there are peaks and valleys. I'm ready to trek out of the valley and into the sunlight.

I think it will start with baby steps. Microblogging, minus Twitter. Perhaps I just need to pull myself out of Facebook and Twitter for awhile.
Baby steps...

Nice to Meet You Anyway

2011-08-16T19:02:00.000-07:00

Last week I was in Vegas for a baby shower. Yes, a baby shower. Now before you judge and think "ugh, how unclassy," the mother-to-be and her family actually live in Vegas. I like to tell everyone that my frequent trips down there (this one included) are nothing like the party-crazed experiences most have.

The truth is, that besides attending the shower at a country club for a few hours, and staying at a friend's house each night, my time in Vegas is just like everyone else's: complete and utter excess. Too much to drink, too much too eat, too much sun, too much money lost, and too many late nights.

Always the beginning of the end...

It's really not my fault. Nothing ever closes. How am I supposed to know when to call it a night when the ceilings are painted like daytime skies, there's never last call at the clubs, and the adult bevs are free at the gambling tables?

At any rate, I did actually survive an extended five day trip to Sin City, dragging my fabulously tired self to the airport on Sunday after a mere three hours of sleep, six hours of sun, and one very needed large cheeseburger.

I arrived at my gate headed to Sea-Tac shockingly early and sat down with my friend, Us Weekly. Bored within minutes of reading "They're Just Like Us,"I decided to walk around a bit. As I got up, I saw a vaguely familiar face. Not surprising as Seattle is a relatively small town. I placed the guy as a friend of Nick's from Gonzaga.

It had to be one of the many friends I've met through the years

I sheepishly smiled and did a little half wave.

No response.

My first thought was "...ugh rude. Just because we broke up doesn't mean Nick's friends can't have the decency to say hello."
Knowing that this ex of mine would be the last person to say anything bad about me (or really anything at all), I decided to persist and give him the benefit of the doubt that maybe he didn't remember me.

"Hey. How's it going?" I said to the friend.
"Um, fine" Friend looks away.

Ugh, really?
"Headed back to Seattle?"

"No," he simply said.

Ok, at this point I can take the hint. "Ok, well, erm, have a good flight," and I walked away.

So rude, right? Who does this friend think he is?

I blew off the whole experience just hoping we didn't end up sitting close to each other on the plane on the way home. I was then distracted by an oversold plane situation, which opened up a window to volunteer myself onto a later flight, and in turn get a future free flight out of the deal. Bingo! I love an excuse to go anywhere, especially when the ticket is on the house!

I put my name on the list and turned around to return to my seat and ran into the friend... again.

And then, it hit me. This was no friend of Nick's at all. He was an actor/ comedian and I knew him from my TV. We had become acquaintances through VH1's Best Week Ever and The League. Both shows I have watched from time to time. Awesome.

Meet Paul Scheer.

I also then noticed that the gate next to me was bound for Burbank.

No wonder this guy blew me off. I would have too. I felt like such an idiot. It's not that he's a big name, or anything. Just familiar enough to think that you know him.

I'd like to blame it on my lack of sleep or sun-baked brain. Maybe it was just another blonde moment. Whatever the reason, I'm going to have to pull my celeb savviness together before the month is over, as I'm headed to LA for ten days. At this rate, I'm going to act like I know the whole town.

Are you there summer? It's me, Carina

2011-05-22T22:44:00.000-07:00

Since moving back to the PNW, there have been few things more frustrating in daily life than the crappy weather. I've been told these last two years are merely a fluke. However, I have my doubts.
If this is indeed the case, this transient can hardly hold still long enough to wait out the rain with the "hope" of sunny days to come. I fear for my sanity, as I'm beginning to show signs of a Seattle (Tacoma) local. Just this past Friday (our warmest day of the year so far... with a record 70F), I blasted my car's air conditioning and left the house without my token grey sweater. Gasp!
Luckily, the warm sunny weather did not last long, and I was back in my cloudy, overcast comfort zone by Saturday.
Since, however, the temperature has remained a steady 65ish thoughout the weekend, I was able to accomplish a handful of summerlike activities such as weekend crafts and grilling out.

For your viewing pleasure, enjoy:

I spent most of Saturday up at Paine Field at an airshow for work.
Unfortunately for my family, it only strengthened my desire to start
flying ASAP

I've driven by the Dream Lifter many times, but have never been close up on foot.
I was really hoping for a tour... but a couple shots will suffice, I suppose.

I have my first obsession with Tacoma: A food co-op called Tacoma Boys...
this bunch of asparagus was a mere $2.50 and will probably
provide us with side dishes all week. I also happened to
purchase three bottles of wine for $10... AH-mazing!

Sunday evening grilling is a family affair

A little garden pruning

GrillMaster Flex

It seems almost criminal for me to have this $600 grill... an inherited piece of furniture from the last move. I was happy the moving guys were smart enough to hook up the propane tank for me, otherwise this bad boy would probably just sit through the summer looking pretty.

My weekend project was to create frames to display all my metro and train tickets from my trip in Europe last fall. I found this two large frames featuring smaller displays and thought with some fabulous craft paper, they would be perfect. I love how they turned out! Unfortunately, now I can't find the tickets... so they'll sit empty until the tickets are found or a new trip is booked, whichever comes first...

Baby Monkey!

2011-05-02T14:45:00.000-07:00

One of my coworkers found this video. I don't know why I'm so obsessed, it just gives me the giggles.

I have a deep love for all things ridiculous.

Adding Injury to Insult

2011-04-21T09:03:00.000-07:00

A shorter update on my state of hot messness...

If Tuesday's fun little adventure wasn't enough to keep me on my toes, yesterday taught me that I should, in fact, never be left unattended.
It was the first day that I was feeling better in a week and I was determined to make the most of it. I scrubbed, waxed, polished, tanned, plucked, and styled my way back to my normal self. I had a handful of things to do in the city and was so happy to get a break from my cabin fever.

Perhaps it was the fact that I was wearing shoes for the first time in four days, or the fact that my house hates me... But as I decended our stairs, the wedges that I was wearing caught the stair wrong and I completely lost my balance and fell down half a flight.

It would have been an entire flight of stairs, except that they curve halfway down. Instead, I broke my fall by landing on one of the larger angle stairs and my legs popping out through the banister. I looked just like Alice when she gets too big for the white rabbits house.

Winded and in shock, I made sure I could move everything. Then I simply began to laugh. This week has been so ridiculous, I'm not sure what else can be thrown my way (a quick trip down the stairs was not what I would have guessed).

I later asked my friend Megan if there was a mark or a bruise on my back, as the place that I landed was really starting to hurt. She pulled me to a mirror and showed me my back. I have a "tramp stamp" of a ring of flowers in the middle of my back, and the bruise/ red mark is right smack dab in the middle of the ring. Might as well be a bullseye.

Seeing how swimmingly this week is going, I can only imagine what today has in store for me. Chances are it will be somewhat unpleasant, but make for another great story to share.

Quarantined… literally.

2011-04-20T08:59:00.000-07:00

This past week has kind of sucked. I’ve been sick for the past five days. Like really sick. What first appeared to be the stomach flu has turned into something else of a mysterious viral like situation that prohibits me from venturing farther than 20 feet from a bathroom at any given moment.

I’m not the kind who’s used to being sick in the manor that it’s all consuming in your life. A cold here, a migraine there… I usually work through it. This has been different. Not only has my stomach decided to turn itself inside out, but I have been unable to eat essentially anything for the last five days either. Crackers and Gatorade, though fantastic for the waistline and preparation for bikini season (if Seattle ever gets one again) is very boring on the palette. The fat girl inside me is really missing her food!

I’ve also been extra emotional out of shear frustration for not getting better and not being able to leave the house for what seems like an eternity.

On a side note, Louise, the kitty who recently entered into her lady cat-hood, just came home from the vet yesterday after getting fixed. Because we live in a zoo with three stories, the vet instructed us to keep her removed from the other pets and off stairs for two weeks. We’ll be lucky if that lasts through the weekend. Regardless, we’ve set up a little red tent for her in the office to recuperate and rest.

This afternoon, I groggily made my way to the office to check in on the little miss. Closing the door behind me so Gatsby wouldn’t barge in, and Louise wouldn’t break out, the knob on my end of the door fell off. This isn’t the first time it’s happened. Actually many knobs on many of our doors fall off. In fact, most doors don’t really close at all in my house (more on that in another post...) This is, however, the first time its happened when I was on the wrong side of the door and home alone.

As I realized that I had just locked myself into the office, panic fell over me and irrational emotion-filled tears promptly followed. Katie wasn’t coming home until nine! I had just gotten off the phone with my go-to personal medical advisor (my mom) who told me I was close to dehydration and if I wasn’t careful, might find myself in the hospital. A vision of me passed out on the floor next to a stitched up cat came to mind. I even briefly considered re-hydrating myself with her bowl of water.... briefly.

Twenty minutes passed and I finally noticed a laptop was in the office (thank goodness we have four computers in the house!) And so began the panic emails. I sent an email to every address that Katie had ever owned begging her to call her parents to drive all the way in from Renton to come let me out... Thirty minutes later when there was no response, it dawned on me that maybe she wasn't in front of her computer all day like many of us are.

I wondered if any of the doors or windows were open around the house. As this idea began to develop I realized that not only was I not wearing a bra or shoes, but had failed to brush my teeth or shower and probably looked like the walking dead. Since I was more desperate to get out of my captivity, I swallowed my pride (thank goodness this is Tacoma) and popped out the window screen. After tightrope walking along our white picket fence (the office stands over the basement driveway and is therefore nowhere near the ground) I hopped into our lawn and began my reconnaissance of trying to break into the house. It's times like these when you have an ironic appreciation for how secure your house really is. Without breaking an antique window, there was no way into the home except back through the window I had previously escaped from.

By now a good hour and a half had passed. I was trying not to think about my panic of being locked in the office the rest of the day and set out to get some work done. It was when I finally cleared my head, that ideas for breaking the lock came to mind. I didn't have any tools with me, but all my sewing supplies are in the office. Using a pair of sewing scissors (super spy style), I fit them into the slot where the knob was supposed to be and miraculously opened the door.

It's funny, despite my relief for freedom, the quick success of my efforts was a little anticlimactic. Not that I had visions of news coverage, balloons, and welcome camps à la Chilean Miner's rescue... (and Gatsby was pretty happy to see me out)... it just made me feel a little dumb that the simple solution hadn't occurred to be two hours prior.

I spent the rest of my afternoon of freedom avoiding the office and drinking plenty of fluids. Though I'm still sick there's nothing like locking yourself in a room to remind you that it could always be worse.

Theme Song

2011-04-13T22:34:00.000-07:00

Ok, so it's Day 3 of the anti-TV campaign and I have to admit that things are not going so swimmingly. To compensate for my cheating thus far, I will however, give myself a pat on the back for keeping to my other "life improvement goals." I've flossed every single day this week, on dry afternoons taken Gatsby for some great walks, done at least two daily chores around the house... which is so nice to not be behind going into the weekend!, and I've been writing A LOT.
That said, the TV has yet to be turned off. Tonight, American Idol featured songs from movie soundtracks. This got Katie and I talking (and singing) about our picks and what songs would be fitting for our life soundtracks.

I came up with this mini soundtrack:

"Oh Happy Day" from Sister Act 2
"Smile" by Charlie Chaplin... a song my dad has been singing to me since I can remember
"Lady Marmalade" from Moulin Rouge which pretty much sums up the whole of my college years
"Let's Get Married" another Trailer regular
And finally, what would my life be without my favorite theme song "Don't Rain on my Parade" from Funny Girl, which pretty much says it all.

What are your theme songs? Do they change? What would be describe you today?

Welcome to the Jungle

2011-04-12T13:27:00.000-07:00

Gatsby's been mentioned many a time here on Trim, but what you may not be aware of, is by moving in with Katie, Gats and I also moved in with her two cats, Fergie and Louise. Katie and I didn't give much thought ahead of time to combining our pet households. I had been taking Gatsby to see the cats since he was a puppy. The three of them were very used to each other, and since Gatsby has a tendency to resemble a cat more than a dog, we thought the mixed family would not be an issue. We never anticipated what would await us.

A typical working morning

The three thousand square feet of home hardly seems big enough for these three stooges. Most days it feels as though we are pet hoarders and living with 10 animals. Perhaps it's because none of the pets care to spend their time outdoors. All their energy is reserved for chasing each other around the house or following an owner. Whatever the reason, at all times, all three animals are no more than six feet from apart each other. They're like a walking Bermuda Triangle, just waiting to suck you in, never to escape or be heard from again. At 6:00 you can forget about accomplishing anything other than feeding this farm. Their meows and howling barks are enough for you to drop whatever you're doing and cater to their hungry whim.

The constant fur collection is a whole other can of worms. Fergie is a white long haired puff ball. Her fur shedding alone could be collected and spun into enough yarn to clothe a small village in Russia for the winter. Combined with two other long haired pets, and two blonde long haired owners, and not a day goes by that sweeping, dusting, or lint rolling is not an absolute necessity.

As if these fun times were not enough, a couple weeks ago Louise decided to add another adventure to the home. Her petite size was a little misleading, and before we knew it, our little lady "became a woman"... Four days of constant howling, purring, and muttering at all hours of the night was enough to drive us crazy. It wasn't, however, enough for us to learn our lesson. Fast forward two weeks: a couple days ago, I made an off-handed comment to Katie that I was concerned we may be cycling back into her kitty time of the month again. Katie (who will never live this down) reassured me that she was just lonely from the two of us being gone all day and in search for some affection... (oh, was she ever). This time around it seems to be worse. She's awake for more hours, muttering louder, and it seems to be lasting longer. She's acts more desperate for attention than a Real Housewife. Katie and I started having pet dreams every night from the constant meowing, and for two days now, I've seen random alley cats hanging around the yard. This coming of cat age experience is truly a first (ok, well now it's a second) for Katie and I both.
I would have never thought that these three characters would create such an animal house.

To anyone who comes to visit, I apologize in advance and can simply say, "Welcome to the jungle."

Sans TV, Day 1

2011-04-11T22:23:00.000-07:00

Here begins the documentation of what I can actually accomplish in my life when I remove mindless TV watching.

Day One: I cheated already. So much for self restraint. I couldn't help it. The first episode of Khloe and Lamar was on E! and if anyone is going to help me believe in love again, it might as well be a Kardashian.

Unlike prior weeks, however, the TV was on solely during dinner time and to paint my nails... both productive side tasks. After which, the boob tube was promptly retired for the night. I am very proud to say that without watching excessive TV, today I was able to walk Gatsby in the park, make dinner with KTO, actually do the dishes after dinner, and have an hour long phone conversation with my mum in which she gave me a healthy dose of tough love.

She proceeded to agree that this new leaf I'm trying to turn over is a step in the right direction. In her sweetest and kindest voice, she explained further that I needed to get off my lazy arse, find a mentor and people who will continue to keep me focused and get to writing my book. "Bloom where you're planted" I believe was her wrap up quote.
Well, Mum, I'm on it.

If this is just day one of my no TV experiment, I can hardly imagine what else is in store. I think I'll try to abstain for at least 30 days. Who knows, tomorrow I may not even cheat!

Family Dinner

2011-04-10T09:55:00.000-07:00

The Trailer family has long had a tradition of dining together. When we were all in college, it was a rare night that we didn't have some food option for sharing among the 6+ of us. Whether it was made by one of the roommates, a visiting mom, or take out from a favorite Cheney locale, this is one of my favorite memories from my time in the Trailer.

In the many years since we've all moved on, family dinners have been one of the traditions that has carried through during our reunion trips. It has typically involved getting some sort of sustenance in us before a long and crazy night out.

A more "traditional" dining experience, involving matching attire and pitchers...

Yesterday was another fun get together. Mel P was visiting the west side from Spokane and Alissa came up from Gig Harbor. The four of us (myself and Katie) set out for the Spaghetti Factory to have a carb loading dinner in preparation for Katie's race today. This time, however, the setting was slightly different. Melissa's daughter Ruby and Alissa's son Caleb were also in tow. Our table was no longer covered with pitchers of beer and fried food, but crayons, bottles, and stories of Disney princesses.

As both children were experiencing a mini-meltdown, we all took a minute to laugh at how much the tradition had changed in just a few short years. Who would have thought that the house full of crazy partying college kids would someday find a pasta dinner the perfect highlight to a Saturday together?

I, for one, am so glad that I have these people to grow through life with. We have been through thick and thin, and I find so much comfort in knowing these friends will be with me through the long haul.

Our fun filled dinner ended after spumoni ice cream for all. After which we headed home for a wild night together watching Sleeping Beauty and going to bed at 10.

Coaching My Way to "Type A"

2011-04-09T01:16:00.000-07:00

I'd like to blame it on winter hibernation. Unfortunately, I'm afraid the problem runs much deeper. Lately (and by lately I mean throughout the last year), I've fallen into a rut of laziness. It saturates my every minute. From sleeping in as late as I possibly can, to skipping my workouts, to going to bed at night with my makeup still on... yuck.... My zest and energy seemed to have escaped me. Even the things that I love most: sewing, baking, reading, WRITING! have taken a back seat to, well, nothing actually.

This year for Lent I decided to give up shopping. A big step forward considering last year I gave up denim (which is surprisingly harder to do than it sounds). I've gained a new appreciation for the things that I already have and found creative ways to make do instead of just running to the store to pick up something new. This has inspired me to pull my act together and take a good hard look at the rest of my life.

What I found, I wasn't too proud of. Fortunately, by starting at the bottom, there's no place to go but up. First things first, I've decided I watch WAY too much TV. It's insanely addicting. Most of the time, I find myself watching shows that are neither interesting nor enlightening. The problem is, I can't seem limit myself to "a little" one half hour show turns into three hours of nothingness. With TV, it's all or nothing, and I choose nothing. I'll probably still watch movies and documentaries, but other than that, all TV goes.

This should open a lot of time to do the more productive things I've been meaning to get to for months like repainting my dresser, finishing half sewn dresses, and writing that book friends and family have been encouraging me to do.

Other life improvement efforts will include the following:

Flossing. Seriously, what almost 30 year old doesn't floss on a regular basis (besides me?)
Taking vitamins and drinking more water.
Taking Gatsby on more than just "potty" walks. When he was a puppy, I'd take G on mile long walks every day! The Seattle rain and cold... and my laziness, have unfortunately affected Gatsby too.
Doing at least two chores each day. I have a tendency to put them off until the absolute last minute. But maybe, if I tackle them a little at a time, they won't be such a nuisance to get through over the weekends.
Go on a Facebook sabbatical during the week. I'm not sure about this one yet. Maybe I'll just abstain during the day and only visit at night. The bottom line is, second to TV, this is definitely a huge time waster in my daily life.

Wish me luck on this new leaf I've turned over. I hope that seeing the fruits of my labor will give me the energy and enthusiasm to stick with this new kick of productivity. I'm very ready to leave my sloth-like Winter self behind and move into Summer with a spring in my step!

Equipped to Swim

2011-02-28T15:26:00.000-08:00

Having recently joined a gym (the first time in five years), I’ve been frequenting the pool for my daily workouts. Unfortunately, unlike community pools that have provided gear for full body workouts, this place is a little lacking.

I decided to stock up on the necessary accessories needed for a better water workout. Naturally, I also happened to look for the cutest trim possible too.

I was told by my triathlete friend, Tiffany, that floral swim caps are not the coolest thing for swimmers to wear…

… though I disagree, I decided to play it safe with a simple pink swimcap.

In an additional effort to save my blonde locks from turning green (and from smelling like a walking hot tub), I've been told that TriSwim is the best line of products to use for hair and skin care.

For working my arms and legs, I found a pull buoy and kickboard, also in (of course) pink.

And last, instead of just swimming back and forth until I'm tired, I thought I might try to find a few workouts to better train my body and form
http://www.active.com/swimming/Articles/Four-Focused-Swim-Workouts.htm

How swim-tastic.

You Know What That Dog Would Say to You Guys If It Could Speak?!

2011-02-01T13:40:00.000-08:00

(It would say "Ruff!")

First of all, if you haven't jumped on the Portlandia bandwagon, do so immediately. The show is freakin' hilarious and eerily accurate. Just take a look at the outfits in this clip!

Last Sunday as I sat down to watch the weekly episode, I was completely caught off guard with a very familiar face guest starring in one of the skits:

Kudos to Trailer alum Jaime Langton (ok, she's also EWU and Alpha Phi alumni too, but let's stick to the most important details here) for landing a spot as the waitress on this very hilarious show. Can't wait to see what other opportunities come across your path, and my TV!

Bed to the Room

2011-01-28T22:36:00.000-08:00

The bedroom revamp began months ago when I found this article as inspiration. Though the timing of my redecoration raised a red flags to some (I admit, painting everything black and charcoal is certainly not the sunniest of color schemes), I think the concept is coming along swimmingly.

The thick white trim and huge windows in the house definitely offset the otherwise dark and dreary palette. Complimentary colors of gold, pink, and robin's egg blue don't hurt either.

Here's what it all looks like at the present:

Chosen textiles for curtains, pillows, and chair

Chair BEFORE

Chair AFTER

This dresser is the next to be redone. It was painted once before, unfortunately the coral pink has since outgrown the color scheme in any room. I think I've finally decided on a very pale teal blue, with a strong black outline

The beginnings of a picture wall, and my prized vintage dress form found while volunteering for the Goodwill Gala Fashion Show

In addition, the other half of the draperies still need to be made and the pink pillow covers sewn. I'm just about there!

Globalization

2011-01-28T11:54:00.000-08:00

Rachel Zoe featured these little gems on her site today. Considering the long talk Katie and I had yesterday about whether Wisconsin and Illinois are actually connected (for those of you scratching your head at this too, they are... a lot... WI is the state directly on top of IL), studying up on my geography is probably not a bad idea.

And what other way to do so than fashionably? The globes featured by R Zoe were created by ImagineNation.

Remind me to share with you about my run in with real life superhero Phoenix Jones, I imagine this globe might be right up his crime fighting alley

I think with a little creativity, some Elmer's glue, a flat surface globe, and decoupage finish, these wouldn't be too hard to recreate on my own. A stand alone globe would be a perfect addition to the library. Stay tuned, hopefully this DIY project comes to fruition!

Shop

2011-01-25T14:05:00.000-08:00

Being the marketing nerd that I am, sometimes I get caught up in clever concepts (flashback to the Forgetting Sarah Marshall campaign and last year's Old Spice videos). I'm usually not a fan of BC commercials, or pharma commercials for that matter. They're always so cheesy. However, I saw this on (on mute) today and it actually caught my eye.

It makes me think of "playing house" or the toy shop of life. And I fully agree with our shopper, Paris over a stork ;)

Golden Globes: Long Sleeve Successes

2011-01-17T14:07:00.000-08:00

Not all full coverage gowns were a miss last night. Overall, I do hope this trend continues. It's a great change in silhouettes, and as it translates over to ready-to-wear apparel, is an uber flattering option for those of us who don't weigh 98 lbs.

Anne Hathaway's Giorgio Armani Prive gown is one of my favorite overall from the night. It's the right about of a fashion risk, mixed with Dynasty glamour, and fits her curves impeccably. This was all before I noticed the cut out back. LOVE! What a sexy detail. I'm also a bit of a fan of the shoulder pad comeback. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't dabbled in this look a few seasons too soon.

Angelina, of course, looks amazing. There's nothing this woman can't pull off. But a jewel tone Versace gown was a welcomed oasis in a sea of neutral shades.

And proving that age is just a number, Jane Fonda looked Ahh-may-zing in Georges Hobeika. This gown proves that it is possible to pull off trendy looks and still be age appropriate. Bravo Jane!

Golden Globes: Leighton Meester

2011-01-17T12:38:00.000-08:00

I'm beginning to think that I don't love all the things that Leighton Meester wears. Perhaps just the wardrobe items she's given for Blair Waldorf. Last night's dress at the Globes was no exception. Similar to Alexa Chung's red carpet look a like, Leighton's dress was a little schoolmarm-y for me. It's not that I'm opposed to dresses that don't give the farm away, this just seems like such an excessive use of fabric, and I question the need for a muted floral print on an evening gown.

It's That Time Again

2011-01-17T12:14:00.000-08:00

Yes, my friends, award season has officially launched with last night's airing of the Golden Globes. I have been looking forward to this day for weeks now. And shockingly, in a brief absence of mind, completely forgot about them yesterday (the horror!).

This was until I received a much appreciated text from my good friend Mel P about Alexa Chung's lack of style... or interest in style, I should probably say. Melissa's actual words were about Ms. Chung failing to live up to the red carpet expectation in couture. I would like to counter that and say, she matched herself to the red carpet a little too well.

Here she is interviewing Robert Pattinson (sigh).

The awkward pause at the end of this interview might be my favorite part.

Size Matters

2011-01-16T22:27:00.000-08:00

Lately I've found myself completely mesmerized by Great Danes. It's a little like my first interaction with long haired dachshunds. There is something about them that is so unique and adorable! Every time I see one, I automatically gravitate. Katie and I definitely don't need to consider the idea of another pet in this zoo that we live in (not to mention Gatsby is still such a misbehaved handful), but I got to thinking how funny it would be to pair the Gats up with a bigger little brother.

Talk about a head turning walk in the park.

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas

2010-12-17T22:19:00.000-08:00

Here are some pictures from the Christmas tree and various room decor. Like I said, this year is pretty simple, but it's still nice to have some festivity around.

Ta da!

And some pictures I meant to post from the big snow storm we had over Thanksgiving. Inconvenient, perhaps. But SO beautiful!

Puppy's first snow

He kept trying to eat it all. Step, bite, pounce, bite...

New Blog!

2010-12-16T13:29:00.000-08:00

In case you haven't noticed, my posts this last year have been noticeably fewer and farther between. Part of this has something to do with the fact that I've branched out a bit and began contributing to other blogs and forums.
Just this week, my newest (and VERY exciting) project was launched. I'll be writing a fashion blog for KISS FM's website a few times a week.

You can follow it here http://kissfmseattle.com/pages/fashion.html?dontcacheme=1

With this new outlet, I'll probably reserve this blog for strictly personal posts on life, love, travel, and my crazy ill-behaved canine.

A huge THANK YOU to Mike, my friend over at KISS who approached me with this idea. I have him to credit for getting the new blog off the ground.

Christmas cards

2010-12-16T13:16:00.000-08:00

I'm not a huge fan of the Kardashians... per se... however, I'm loving their Christmas card this year.

Who says a photo can't buy you some class?

In other holiday news, the decor theme around the house this year is peacock. The house is trimmed with deep jewel tone feathers and ornaments. I'll post some pictures soon!

Holiday Decor 2010

2010-11-29T15:47:00.000-08:00

Even though our furniture has hardly been unpacked long enough to gather dust, it's time to start thinking about Christmas decorations! Thanksgiving is also appropriately behind us, and the housewarming party is just around the corner.
Since Katie's not a huge fan of clutter, she's happy to take a back seat in displaying seasonal knick knacks and let's me create the holiday decoration strategy for the house. Though nothing has been trimmed so far, I'm loving the use of simple metallic shades like gold, platinum and silver. I found some great ideas from Martha for both trees and outdoor adornment.

I love the use of buckets to group gifts under the tree

Notice the garland over the china display. Simple, yet so elegant!

With the addition of little white lights, this children's tree would even be worthy of
a main attraction in the living room.

Though the style and color scheme don't quite match the house, this set up from coco + kelley was too great not to share. The spread was designed with a bachelor pad in mind, however I think this would also be fabulous for anyone with a love of retro glam.

Come see the house on Friday to see what trimmings made the cut!

Happy decorating everyone!

EAT: Amsterdam

2010-11-24T09:57:00.000-08:00

Though only a few hours from each other, the cuisine in Amsterdam is a world away from Paris. I also stayed in an apartment with my parents for this leg of the trip, which gave us the opportunity to grocery shop and live like residents, not tourists (which I loved). There are two basic foods I crave each time I'm in Amsterdam: Currant buns, or krentenbollen, which are soft, pillowy rolls and advocaat, a soft custard-like brandy treat. YUM! I'm not exaggerating when I say that I consumed both items for the majority of my meals.

Like Paris, most menus are available in English. I'm not sure if this was a translation misprint, or if these nachos truly came with beet salsa. Though adventurous, I was not about to venture into Mexican Dutch food.

Most of my restaurant eating revolved around traditional dishes like homemade soups and simple sandwiches. Even the most basic sandwich comes with delicious gourmet cheese.

These are cheese wheels from the shop my cousins own

It seems like the majority of pastries are either ginger spiced or made with almond paste (whose taste is similar to marzipan). Both flavors are exponentially better than our typical vanilla bean or chocolate overload. And the best baked goods can be found right in the famers markets, probably still warm from baking that morning.

Needless to say, after attempting to consume every flavor and delicacy both countries had to offer, I had my work cut out for me upon returning home. Luckily moving 25 boxes full of books is a great cardio workout.

Dear Gatsby

2010-11-09T21:08:00.000-08:00

Take notes.

Looking at the World Through Euro Colored Glasses

2010-11-08T15:23:00.000-08:00

As I decided to name my trip Eat, Pray, Shop, I thought it best to recap the trip with posts dedicated to each category. And because there was so much deliciousness to be had, I’m further dividing my caloric experience by city.

EAT: Paris

My first meal in Paris was from a street cart selling crepes. Crepes in Paris are akin to our hot dog stands and taco roach coaches, though in my opinion much more delectable and romantic. Having been served this fluffy yet thin pancake of goodness, I was instantly in love with the city of love. Walking down the alleyways in the 7th Arrondissement, I left all my stresses in Seattle behind, and decided life could simply not get any better than this Nutella filled crepe. That is until I stopped into a café three blocks later for my first café de crème, and then it was love at first taste all over again.

A glimpse at the locale of my first dining experience. In my opinion, even the alleys in Paris are better than ours. Past the trash and parking lies a narrow pathway to hidden cafes and shops.

There were several things that struck me throughout my meals in Europe. The dishes are much simpler than ours here in the states. If I ordered roasted duck, it most likely came with French fries and a side salad. I noticed during one dinner, the table next to me was served foie gras. It was plated with two pieces of white Wonder-like bread.
One of my favorite lunch choices consisted of a Croque Madame (eggs, cheese, and ham on white) or a Jambon Buerre sandwich, which as it is translated literally consists of ham and butter.

I have no idea who in America decided that French dressing should be an orange-colored ketchup-like consistency and flavor. Every single one of the salads I was served (and they practically come on the side of all dishes) came with a standard dressing of Dijon vinaigrette. This original is much tastier, and unlike its American homogenized, pureed, uniform viscous sauce imposter, is probably healthy too.

I was also taken aback by the change in sanitary practices in Europe. At the famed Café de Flore, croissants are placed on one large platter. If you choose to order this buttery delight, they will bring you the day's fresh platter to nibble right off of, until you decide you are finished or another table requests the croissant platter.

Restaurant service is also very different than here at home. I learned this after two days of tipping 20% and receiving gratuitous thank you’s from my servers. Turns out tips are completely OPTIONAL and meant as a thank you for good service (novel concept, huh?). Most tips range from 5 – 10% of your bill instead of the outrageous 20%. From this, I’m concluding that individuals in the food service industry abroad are probably paid fairly unlike the servers who have to depend on tips here in the States.

French wine, as it turns out, is not an expensive beverage option when consumed in its home country. While dining in Versailles, two glasses of wine were equal to one Diet Coke. One guess as to which menu option I chose.

As mentioned above, servers are not dependent on their tips, and therefore do not need to “flip” tables as they do here. It is perfectly acceptable to order a cafe express (espresso) and pain au chocolat, and sit at the same table for the greater part of an afternoon.

In addition to falling in love with slathering Nutella on just about anything with a flat surface, I tried a macaron for the first time. It’s important not to confuse the macaron with a macaroon. This cookie is no misshaped lump of coconut shavings. It’s a delicate cookie “sandwich” made of two meringue disks and a flavored filling in the middle. Fillings are usually either buttercream or jam with flavors ranging from chocolate, coffee, pistachio, lavender, raspberry and any other variety of dreaminess in between.

A delicious display by the famous pastry chef Pierre Hermé on Rue Cambon

I made an effort at every meal I consumed on the trip, to be of that geographic region's cuisine (aside from one moment of weakness following an intense confrontation with two people claiming to be customs officers at Gare du Nord [train station], after which I broke down and ordered a cheeseburger). I even tried to take this culinary adventure past my comfort zone. While dining in Monmarte, I ordered cuisses de grenouille (or frog legs) for an appetizer. Though I had heard that "they taste like chicken," I'm sad to report I found this to be an inaccurate description. Instead they were pretty spongy in texture with little taste. I got the most amusement out of the plate's presentation of the frog legs. As the legs are served still attached to the spine, I was essentially served a dish of frog butts.

Bon Appetit!

Finally, I had forgotten that a glass of water served with every meal is not common practice in Europe. Instead, it presents itself more frequently in the form of coffee, wine and beer. For the moments that I felt like a purist and was in need of overdue hydration, I learned to ask for a carafe of water instead of a glass (as most cups and glasses are not much larger than our common shot glass). I was especially entertained at the effort made by Cafe de Flore, who not only gave me an entire carafe of water without asking for one, but also a single ice cube to chill the entire decanter.

Bienvenue

2010-11-01T21:47:00.000-07:00

I'm home from my escape to Europe. I'm probably 10 lbs heavier, 12 hours sleepier, and dreaming of returning as soon as possible.

While I'm still in unpacking mode: catching up on work, sleep, exercise, and the like, I thought I'd leave you with a little preview of how I spent my days.

Posts soon about my days lost in translation and musings of a foreign tourist.

House cont.

2010-10-20T22:23:00.000-07:00

I had the final walk through at the house today and took the opportunity to snap some pictures before any furniture is moved in.

Here's the formal living room with built in book shelves, mantle, and stove. Perfect for cozy winter nights.

Formal dining room. I'm in love with the oval shape of the door and the way the old glass in the windows catches the sunlight.

This is the master bedroom, however with the split floorplan of the room, I think we've decided to turn it into a large shared closet/ sitting area

Pictures of the other bedrooms. Note the windows inside the closets. Too quaint!

The stairwell

Backyard

I brought Gatsby with me to let him sniff around the new digs.

Happy as a clam in his new yard!

From Penthouse to Old House

2010-10-13T21:17:00.000-07:00

Behold my new home sweet home. I just signed the papers today.
It's a 2500 square foot craftsman built in 1927. Hardwood floors throughout, a huge gated yard for the Gats to run around, and a basement to store everything I've ever dreamed of boxing up for life.

This little gem comes with a secret (and super fun) new roommate!
Details and more pictures to follow.

One is the Loneliest Number... Or is it?

2010-10-12T19:23:00.000-07:00

As much as I'm hesitant to get too personal here on Trim, it occurred to me, that as this blog can tend to be a running commentary of my life, upcoming posts might be a tad confusing without addressing head on a certain elephant that's recently come into my room. Without going into too much detail, I regret to announce that Nick and I have broken up.
Is it sad? Yes. Scary to be single? Absolutely. But this was something that will be for the best for us both.

Questions you might be thinking to ask:

Who gets Gatsby?

Duh, me.

Are you moving?
Yes, but not too far away. Gatsby and I are currently on the hunt for a quaint home with a yard and space for him to run around (see prior post)

Are you and Nick still friends?
Yes, this was an amicable decision, and neither of us holds any hard feelings toward the other. In fact, we've been getting along swimmingly.

Do you need a place to stay? Or someone to talk to?
No and Yes. I have just a couple (busy) weeks before leaving for Europe, and will continue to live at the apartment until then. Perhaps I'll rename my upcoming trip Eat, Pray, Shop.
Yes, I would love to talk, but mostly because it would be a reason to get together with beloved friends. Feel free to clear your schedules :)

To avoid ending things on a somber note, I thought it would be appropriate to come up with a list of things that are better in "single" or small doses:

Movies. Admit it, the sequel is never as good
Working out. I have yet to be able to fit two into one day.
Oysters
Coffee. The smaller the serving, the better the flavor.
Ashton Kutcher
Traffic, the less the better
Snowy days
Martinis

Let the Countdown Begin

2010-10-04T21:39:00.000-07:00

It hit me today. My trip to Europe is just around the corner. T minus 18 days and I'll be Paris bound. Excited? You betcha.

I don't have much on the itinerary for France quite yet; of course the Eiffel Tower, Versailles, 31 rue Cambon, an art museum or two, and many visits to various pâtisseries. I envision myself spending most of my trip just soaking in the culture, language, and history around me.

I'm very open to (and asking for) suggestions for places to stop, or must see destinations...especially those off the beaten path. Please comment!

After a few days in Paris, I'm off to Amsterdam to meet up with my family for the second half of this fabulous vacation.

I think traveling in the heart of Autumn is going to be such a beautiful time of year to visit! I can't wait!

Dream Living

2010-09-24T14:58:00.000-07:00

Ever since I picked up this month's Country Living, I haven't been able to stop dreaming about Lizzie Carney's home which was featured in a piece called "Living Large" (insert irony here: her place is only 1000 square feet). It hosts all the elements I LOVE in a house - Vintage charm, unique fixtures, a splash or two of pink, and tons of texture.

I love her unique usage of rooms. Instead of assigning her bonus room to an office or guest room, she's opted for an uber indulgent oversized closet. Heart!

She turned her basement into cellar storage and a formal dining room. This is a perfectly romantic setting for hosting a dinner guest or five. And a smart alternative to using up prime living space on the main floor for a room so infrequently enjoyed.

Move over apartment! This is my inspiration for the next place I call home.

2010-09-23T17:29:00.000-07:00

Hello lovelies,

I hope you all had a fabulous summer. I suppose I took a bit of a school break myself from writing and blogging. With the uncomfortably cold temperatures this summer brought the to West coast, I had to find new ways to occupy my free time, since tanning, boating, and drinking blended drinks with little umbrellas were certainly out of the question. Instead, I filled my hours by picking up some wonderful side projects like working on-call as a photography stylist for a fabulous new company called Zulily, volunteering for the Goodwill Glitter Gala Fashion Show (actual show is in November), and starting a monthly guest blog appearance with Girl Power Hour, writing in on modern etiquette.

Now that the leaves are starting to turn, the days are getting shorter, TV's fall launch has begun, and school is back in session, I feel drawn to return to my laptop once more and pick up where I left off. I suppose I owe myself (and you all) a post on fall fashion trends, my thoughts on the Emmy fashions, insight into my trip in October to Paris and Amsterdam, and some new etiquette posts over at Millennial Manners. But for now, it's simply good to be back.

Cheers,

Carina

Make a Statement

2010-08-11T08:50:00.000-07:00

I found out yesteday that a coworker of mine makes jewelry in her spare time. She initially shrugged it off as her "creative outlet" but upon further inquiry, I was able to talk her into showing me her Etsy website.

I was struck by how fabulous her jewelry is! All pieces are reconstructed from vintage jewelry she finds in antique shops and estate sales. Each necklace is so unique, yet they all carry a classic regal theme.
Here are a few of my favorites

Signs Nick is out of town:

2010-08-08T16:47:00.000-07:00

Indie romance movies on the telly
Sewing machine on the dining room table
Painting projects
Messy kitchen
Repeat menu for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Increased apartment temperature
Naptime on the couch

Ridin' In Style

2010-08-03T08:19:00.000-07:00

As I recently gave up my silver Honda for a brighter, more notable vehicle, I've needed something a little less ostentatious to ride around town in my off time for errand running, getting into downtown, and morning Starbucks trips. I had initially set my sights on a fun little Vespa. And while I would still love to have one, I think a bicycle is the more practical choice at this point.

Unfortunately, I seem to favor the cruiser body style, which offers the standard one gear... not very practical in a hilly town.

I love love LOVE this little gem from Chanel

in reality, I will probably go for something like this (note the cup holder, brilliant!)

Clever

2010-08-02T17:27:00.000-07:00

A tempting little friend to monitor the things I don't have the time to keep track of.

To My Freckle Face Friend

2010-07-27T12:10:00.000-07:00

Happy 1st Birthday Gatsby!

a little recap of our year together:

Lots of puppy naps, playtime, and running from baths

(clockwise from left) Dance parties with Nick, "man time" building things, hard at work as the neighborhood watch dog, settled into what he believes to be his dog bed.

Office Space. Preview

2010-07-02T23:47:00.000-07:00

Nick moved the TV out of our loft area and into the main room downstairs for the World Cup. This small change began a domino effect and has now become an ENTIRE apartment overhaul.

My favorite part of this change is I now get an office area all to myself. With this, I felt the urge to change the color scheme up a bit.

I was inspired toward greys and yellows with B/W artwork.

A quick facelift on this old tray for the room's ottoman (or ottoperson, as my dad would call it)

There is still a lot to be done. Here's a sneak peak at the "art wall" and lounge area of the room

Side note: the Night of the Living Dead picture has been the bane of my decorating existence since Nick and I moved in together. He inherited it from his time rooming with his cousin Thaddeus and refuses to get rid of the thing. I hate to admit it, but in this room, it's kind of growing on me.

Martha Stewart is the Sh*t

2010-06-30T10:58:00.000-07:00

No really....

The queen of the home has just launched an entire line of dog products with Petsmart. While I really love 90% of the pieces she's developed, I must question the need to place your brand on each bag. After use, it's not really something I'd want my name on.

Clean up bags aside, I do have my eye on some of her other items as 1st birthday presents for me... ur... Gatsby:

This bed is bigger and more plush than anything he currently has and puts my home sewn efforts to shame.

I've never been one to dress my dog. I have a hard enough time getting Gats to wear a rain coat when it's really wet outside. This, however, may be an exception. Adorable!

Perhaps as a mature dog of almost one year it's time Gatsby live up to his namesake a little. How dapper would he look in this new gold trim?

I also found a bunch of really fun toys. It'd be nice to finally toss some of his worn out stuffed animals. This is supposed to be an intelligence building toy that tests the dog's "problem solving skills" (the chicks can be pulled out of the coop).

I mostly think it's cute.
However if turning one is equivalent to seven in human years, I think it's time my canine gets schooled.

The one thing Martha seems to be lacking are dog crutches and designer four-legged wheel chairs. Lately, we could really use some of those around here.

Maybe that will come out in her 2011 collection.

Walking in Style

2010-06-29T13:45:00.000-07:00

I never attended my graduation from FIDM. Having been a few years older and with a BA already in hand, my time there was mostly for study and much less social than my previous college life at Eastern. I don't regret the decision; I feel I received more than my share of ceremony the first time around.

HOWEVER..., had I known about this tradition, I might have given the day a second thought. Someone finally thought to bring some style to the drab cap and gown.

These mortarboards are just a few my favorites. There were a hundred or so posted online from this year's class. This trim is definitely giving the Kentucky Derby a run for it's money. Kudos and congrats to the FIDM class of 2010!

Kaftans Are the New Muu Muu

2010-06-28T16:22:00.000-07:00

Know for years as the muu muu wearing hippie, there has hardly been a summer day in my adult life that I have left the house without wearing some version of a loose, waist - free, A line top or dress. I love the bold prints and style that comes with a muu muu. Admittedly, the freedom from constraint has never bothered me either. As I progress in my years, I realize that my style must also mature. Thus, I think I'll soon be making the big step over from muu muu to Kaftan. Though very similar in silhouette, Kaftan's are usually made of a finer material and donned as a swimwear cover up. However, with a slip, metallic heels and some chic jewelry, this look can easily be a perfect outfit option for summer afternoons and evenings out.

My inspiration has of course, come from the lady responsible for making them popular once more, Rachel Zoe. Often seen wearing a Kaftan with a vintage print, Ms. Zoe sees these dresses as wardrobe staples.

I couldn't agree more.

And as luck (or good retail) would have it, RZ just happens to have a couple reasonably priced Kaftans premiering in her summer collection on QVC. Though I have never actually purchased anything from home shopping, there is a first for everything! I think this is a great "starter" Kaftan for me. The color is neutral and there is a tie in the back, providing a little more shape to the body than the typical cut.

On a side note: I'm also LOVING this rose gold bracelet from her collection. A perfect pairing to my new wardrobe addition.

To Market

2010-06-25T22:48:00.000-07:00

Remember how awestruck I was last year at the discovery of antique show Farm Chicks? Well this year I had the privilege of experiencing the shab chic-ness for myself. Standing in as my second consecutive trip to Spokane (at least I was able to fly over this time) I spent the weekend treasure hunting at the Spokane Fairgrounds.

Check out the long line of ladies (mostly) waiting to get in. INSANE! .... (sidenote how cool do the clouds look in these pics?)

A milk truck was set up at the entrance to greet all shoppers, and this was a wedding cake topper collection for sale that was just too cute not to capture.

The display and merchandising at each booth was just AHH-ma-zing!

The main thing I picked up from the show were books. Etiquette, sewing, and decorating books galore! I really fell for some old ice boxes that were surprisingly reasonably priced. Unfortunately we have ZERO room for any other furniture. It will have to wait until next year.

Nick's brother Eric scored by far the best find all weekend. He found a stack of old WANTED posters, one of which named a Byrd from Oklahoma (whether this is indeed an actual family member is yet to be determined).

Spokane Trip Numero Uno: Memorial Day weekend, SATC2, Kristin's wedding

2010-06-25T17:43:00.000-07:00

With the rare occasion of having my personal laptop available to me and not tied up to the TV for streaming the World Cup, I'll take this opportunity to post a few pics from recent trips to Spokane.

A cocktail party at Twigs to celebrate the bride Kristen and the start of her wedding weekend

Jamie and Katie with Kristen and her sister Katie

From Twigs we caught the premier of SATC2. Since the concession stands did not offer martinis or cosmos, we decided to bring our own adult beverages to the movie.

Cheers!

Day 2 included the essential dinner at the Trailer's favorite restaurant Luna

Followed by some quality family fun at a Shock game, Spokane's arena football team.

Little Ruby decided halftime was the perfect time for some baby yoga and "freshening up."

I couldn't agree more RJ.

Wedding #1 of the Summer of Weddings: Congratulations Kristen and Chris!

We decided to sneak in our "congrats" Katie and Kristen

Alpha Phi group pics

First Dance Ever the aspiring wardrober

One of my favorite wedding moments: Instead of tossing the garter, the bride's grandfather auctioned it off. Jamie insisted Marty win, though at the time she had no idea what they were bidding on. Classic Johnsons!

Wrapping up with some awesome dance moves!

Fútbol

2010-06-18T09:02:00.000-07:00

My life at home and work have met an unfortunate pause, as my own former footballer is glued to the television for the next month watching the World Cup. Although I can appreciate the cultural unity FIFA has created, I conveniently forget the goodwill of the games when I struggle to make a client phone call from the bathroom, the only place quiet enough to hold a conversation that doesn't include, "WHAT?!?! Oh COME on! RED CARD, RED CARD! Go Go Go GO!! Run Run!!"

Did I mention my laptop has been chosen to stream all the games to our non - cable TV?
July 11th please come quickly.

Lime Green is the New Black

2010-06-16T17:27:00.000-07:00

I came across this editorial photo shoot with the characters of Shrek the other day. Probably not appropriate for all of Shrek's fans, but I love it! Who knew the swamp could be so avant garde?

Photos by Ellen von Unwerth

911

2010-06-10T13:47:00.000-07:00

If last year was my year for doctors and urgent care (flash back to fainting on 6th street, rupturing my eardrum, and countless examinations on my knees, ankles, and hip), then this must be Gatsby's year for medical attention. I have been to the vet for more emergency visits with this dog than any other pet I've owned in my twenty something years.

It started just days after we got him as a puppy when he decided to taste test some wild mushrooms in our backyard. Three bouts of kennel cough, asthma attacks, and an insatiable appetite for push pins later, the vet's office has come to know me and my curious canine quite well. Today Gatsby outdid himself. He decided to show off his daredevil side and launch himself right out of my arms. Unfortunately, unlike cats and Evel Knievel, dogs do not always land on their feet. Instead, G fell with all his weight on his hind leg.

If pets are any forecast of the worry and anxiety that comes with children, then I am clearly not ready for them. With Gatsby shaking from fear and shock at the vet's office today, I could hardly pry myself away from him for his xrays. Nevermind the tears that were simultaneously being fought back.

No news yet whether or not the leg is broken or sprained. With our luck, I'm sure Nick and I will be facing a long road ahead of us with a tripod dog. That is, of course, until he finds a new way to visit his friends at the vet's office again.

Humph

2010-06-09T11:20:00.000-07:00

Still struggling to navigate my path through the world of fashion, social media, and writing, I aspire to find a happy home which houses all these loves together under one roof. From time to time I find such a wonderland and promptly seek out its landlord to inquire about any upcoming opportunity (paid or otherwise) and of course, shout from the rooftops how absolutely perfect I would be for their company or organization.

I have been following Nonsociety since it gained popularity years ago from co-founder Julia Allison, who seemed to have become famous in New York, for, well... nothing. The site grew to a video/ microblogging/ lifestyle editorial of its contributors (think The Hills for the Internet). While perusing through the pages one day (during which time, I'm sure I was supposed to be doing actual work), I found a very small unassuming request for additional contributors. Bingo! No, I didn't live in New York, and no, I wasn't exactly published, but those were just details. A website like this was perfect for me.

Though I sent over my portfolio and links to guest blogging posts, I never did hear back from Nonsociety, not that I really expected to. I still read NonSociety's pieces from time to time, following the lifecast of the three original contributors. Just today, I happened upon the website again. However this time, there were very noticeable changes, mainly, many more writers.

One in particular caught my eye. Bio for Katrina Szish "Posh Pundit":

A "Type A" televisionista in perma-platforms, I am a firm believer in retail therapy, champagne for breakfast and no more wire hangers. And being happily married. And helping as many animals find homes as humanly possibly. Otherwise, fashion, beauty, shopping and pop culture dominate my brain 24/7.

Aside from her real career as a TV personality, and my addiction to old etiquette books and manners, this could essentially be me. Once again, it seems I have been trumped.
My search is destined to continue for the right networking connections, the right outlet, or the right turn of luck to help me build a dream home for my fashion journalism career in waiting.

Bon Voyage

2010-06-09T10:38:00.000-07:00

I've been travelling to the other side of the state the past few weekends for some fabulous adventures. Since there seems to be nothing but rain and cold here in Seattle, I'm sure that I will have time very soon to share photos from my recent excusions.

The Dropsies

2010-06-08T19:26:00.000-07:00

Men ask the age old question, "Why do women insist on going to the restroom in groups?" And while there are a plethora of answers, we don't want to go alone, we need to borrow a lipgloss, feminine prod., gum, it's polite to ask if the other women in the group want to join, we're talking about you... The real reason we travel to the WC together is for support. On a typical night, this means moral support. (How does the back of my hair look? Is there anything in my teeth? Can you zip me up? you get the idea).

Recently, I leaned on my bathroom mates for support in an unexpected way; to help me out of a dirty situation.

I happen to be wearing a beloved fabric cuff with a magnet closure on this particular night. In the process of doing my thang and redressing, the magnet decided to give out and plop... fell right into the bowl. This is clearly a problem for a couple reasons. The obvious threat of clogging and the fact that a cloth cuff has now been drenched in something quite unclean, and thus ruined for life. I have absolutely no idea how I would have proceeded had I ventured into the bathroom by myself. However, since we females never travel to such a place alone, in shock I turned to my friends for advice on what to do next.

Without blinking, Jamie stepped up and fished, yes, fished, my cuff out of the toilet. Through my hysterics I was faced with the difficult decision of what to do next. Although the cuff had been saved by Jamie, given its exposure I would probably NEVER wear this piece of jewelry again. The cuff's fate was sealed to the trash can, but luckily the restaurant's plumbing was saved.

Thank you Jamie for doing something I didn't have the guts to do!

I couldn't help but laugh in awe of the situation, while Jamie did my dirty work

Into the trash it goes :(

Katie helped with artistic poses. Art is an important element in life for anyone working through a difficult time.

Post Script: This problem of dropping valuable items in undesirable locations seems to now be a theme with me. Just yesterday, while exiting a bathroom stall, my keys fell out of my purse and right into the toilet (clean bowl this time). I really hope this doesn't continue. I'm keeping a very close watch over my purse valuables, cell phone, and Gatsby (he doesn't know how to swim yet) until the problem ceases.

Quote for the Day. Fashion

2010-06-04T13:36:00.001-07:00

“Fashion is not something that exists in dresses only. Fashion is in the sky, in the street, fashion has to do with ideas, the way we live, what is happening.”

~Coco Chanel

Just Beachy

2010-06-03T12:41:00.000-07:00

I've surprised myself the last couple summers in the swimwear I've been tempted to invest in. Instead of cute two piece bikinis, I'm attracted to one piece suits. It's not that I feel the need to cover my midriff (though if we're being honest here, other than in a bikini, there is really no appropriate time to show one's stomach in public), or the need for more modesty, I just love the shape and slight vintage look of this swimwear.

Can't you just picture this heart shaped number with heels and a sarong pool side?

Sleepy in Seattle

2010-06-02T17:18:00.000-07:00

The beginning of June, in my mind marks the start of summer. As I look outside, it's clear the rest of the world has not gotten this memo. I'm tired of being cold and rained on. I'm ready to come out of hibernation.

In order to survive to June 21st, the official start of summer, I'm really going to need to see these terms fulfilled:

A little more sun from Seattle
Motivation for working at home
A few less curves on this body of mine. Some diet suggestions are greatly appreciated (seriously, please comment, I'm having a hard time finding one)
A tan that was not sprayed on
To discover a new television series or two for watching during the summer hiatus
Eclipse to come out sooner than scheduled
A dog who decides that grass and the outdoors are the most appropriate places to potty. Better yet, a dog who learns to walk himself
Magic elves to keep the apartment clean
An assistant or intern to keep my calendar straight and prevent me from missing anymore 7:30 meetings
A brilliant idea or two to spark some passion and creativity at work and home

Should these conditions not be met, I can be found promptly escaping to a tropical paradise for an undisclosed amount of time.

(Some vespa driving lessons would also be appreciated, if it's not too much trouble)

Thank you world. Yours truly,
Carina

The Kaleidoscope of Pucci

2010-06-01T17:42:00.000-07:00

My love for Italian designer Emilio Pucci and my obsession with coffee table books have collided into one beautiful, limited edition masterpiece. Courtesy of my daily news source The Zoe Report, I learned of this magnificent publication due for print in July. According the to publisher Taschen there will only be 10,000 copies made, each decorated in a different signature Pucci print. I DIE!

I can't wait to wrap my head in my biggest brightest Pucci scarf, sit down with a cappuccino and spend an afternoon with the creator of capri pants and logo-ed prints.

Book is available at Amazon and at Tashen's website.

May

2010-05-26T08:42:00.000-07:00

Here's a quick recap of life lately:

I'm done training in my new job and am finally out in the field. Specifics and the hilarities of my new position deserve to be featured in their very own post, coming soon.
Nick turned 31. Yikes!
There have been a lot of trips this month. One to Leavenworth to celebrate my parent's 30th anniversary, one to Carroll College in Montana to celebrate Nick's parents for an honor they received from the school, and two consecutive trips to the Kan in the coming weeks. Fortunately, with Nick's fancy new car, I have had to do minimal driving!

Our weekend in Leavenworth checking out the town and being lazy at the cabin.

The gala in Helena with Nick's family celebrating Carroll College's centennial year.

More pics from the weekend on Amy's blog

The outdoor pools opened up in Seattle for the summer and my workouts have transitioned to lap time. Also, through a friend's recommendation, I've been catching classes at Lululemon in Pacific Place on Sundays. They feature a new gym each month which offers free sessions that range from yoga, to boot camp, and zumba. My goal to avoid a gym membership continues to live on!
Starting this Sunday, wedding season has officially commenced. Nick and I have so many more on the calendar this summer. My guess is it's because we are much closer (and I am not going to miss that day long trip from Austin to WA). I'm forced to get creative with dresses to wear to each occassion. I have become slightly bitter with Facebook (and if we're being honest, blogger too). Social media is single-handedly limiting the amount of times it's appropriate to wear a dress. My solution is attempt to sew new dresses. I have little faith that this will work out as I hope it will.

Here is the dress I am attempting to finish for this weekend.

Gaga for this version of Paparazzi

2010-05-12T15:28:00.000-07:00

I once posted about Tavi the brilliant young blogger who is just as obsessed with fashion and writing as I am. There was no other explanation for our likeness than to assume she was the child I never knew that I had (at 14). Today, I came across the son I hope to have someday. Meet Greyson. His favorite artists are Lady Gaga and Augustana (talented and wise beyond his sixth grade years):

I can just image it! Together, this pretend son and I will travel the country to American Idol and Glee auditions (with style, class, and dignity.. of course, I'd never become the next Dina Lohan), fighting off crazed tween fans, and Tavi will tag along to blog about our zany family adventures.

Tiptoe Through the Tulips

2010-04-12T14:02:00.000-07:00

What better way to enjoy a new car than to hit the road for a mini road trip? Yesterday, Nick and I took the Audi out for a spin and headed north to Mount Vernon for the tulip festival. We left early and stopped at a local pancake house for breakfast, walked Gatsby around the town, checked out the fields of flowers, and then made our way over to Anacortes for dinner and antiquing. In all, it was a perfect day. I got to enjoy a lot of girly things, and Nick got to play with his car.

People are so good at following directions.

Getting in touch my Dutch roots in front of a windmill. The only thing missing are some wooden shoes.

Gatsby loves a good road trip as long as he gets to belt out the tunes with us.

Cheers to Nick

2010-04-12T13:42:00.000-07:00

The last couple weeks have been a little nutty for me. I'm in the middle of a three week training for a new job, and the schedule has been less than traditional. Even on nights that I manage to come home before 10, I'm too physically exhausted to make dinner, let alone clean, walk the dog, workout, or function like a normal human being.

During this time, Nick, who works his own very stressful job and just two weeks ago went through surgery, has totally stepped up to help out in any way possible. What's more, many of the things he's been doing around the house, go without credit, as he doesn't mention any of the chores he's done. In this last week laundry has been sorted, washed, dried, and folded, the garbage magically finds its way to the dumpster, Gatsby is walked and fed, the dishwasher is loaded and unloaded, and extra hands find themselves in the kitchen to help cook. These may sound like little things, but they are typically the chores he and I dread doing. Imagine my joy to find them done before I get home each night!

Perhaps as a means to give himself kudos, Nick decided it was time he finally get a new car (and I couldn't agree more). Last weekend, Nick came home with these hot new wheels.

(Nick's is black)

I'm typically not an advocate for a brand new car, I don't personally think it's a good investment. But even I have to admit I'm impressed with all the technology this car has to offer, and it's really fun to drive. It's also a huge step up from his unfortunate Acura, which, through the years had quite a bit of bad luck.

So here's to Nick and your new car. I'm very glad to have you both around ;)

Dior Spring 2010 Couture Collection

2010-04-02T10:53:00.000-07:00

I recently came across images from Christian Dior's Spring Collection. The clothes and set design are a spring dream right out of My Fair Lady.

The saying holds true, "J'adore Dior!"

America's Next Top Model: The 2010 5'7" and Under Seattle Casting

2010-03-24T14:22:00.000-07:00

No, I'm not trying out for any model competition of any sort (please). But thank you Tiffany for the title idea.

I decided with the networking I've been doing in Seattle and my "official step" into the field of fashion, it was high time I have some professional pictures available for use that didn't require cropping another person or drink out of the shot. Since the funding for such a project was out of the question, I turned to my former boss and good friend Dustin Knievel. He graciously offered to spare a couple hours in his afternoon to play Senior Photo session. Here are some of my favorite pictures based both on their artistic merits and flattery.

Some of his real work can be seen in upcoming exhibits around town (or search through some of his albums on FB, link through my profile). Dustin's artistic eye, creativity and drive will soon make him more famous and acclaimed than that other daring Knievel.

Guilty Pleasure: Coffee Table Books

2010-03-20T10:14:00.000-07:00

In addition to collecting antique etiquette books, or antique anything for that matter, I have another decorative love: coffee table books. I'm well aware that no one has actually come to visit, sat down on my couch, and thumbed through any of the books so thoughtfully displayed on my furniture. Still, I love their hardback covers, editorial images, and superfluous subjects. I can think of no better way to trim a home than filling it with art-inspired books. Recently, my library has grown; Fifty Dresses that Changed the World and A Privileged Life: Celebrating WASP Style are now proudly sitting in the living room.

Though my guests remain more entertained by their hostess than the literature around them (which, of course is how it should be) I can attest that each and every page and picture have been viewed and admired by their proud owner.

Quote for the Day

2010-03-18T11:35:00.000-07:00

"Clothes make the man. Naked people have little or no influence on society."

~Mark Twain

Photo: Lily Allen in a shoot styled by Karl Lagerfeld for Chanel

Chairing Styles

2010-03-17T14:45:00.000-07:00

One of my favorite annual projects from FIDM is a collaboration between students in the textile (fabric pattern making), fashion design, and interior design programs. As a team, each with member representing one of these programs, they design a chair and dress "set."

This year was even more interesting. FIDM has been working with Barbie to celebrate its 50th year. Each set paid tribute to Barbie's 50 decades of style. Here are a few of my favorites:

I love the idea behind this last design. The chair folds up into a suitcase! Barbie sure knows how to travel in style.

The Gats Patatsky

2010-03-13T09:34:00.000-08:00

Recent pics of the beloved pooch

Gatsby learning the fine art of fashion by checking out my well worn leopard heels

I'd Like to Thank the Academy: Le Fin

2010-03-12T17:23:00.000-08:00

Ok, let's try this Blogger formatting game one more time... I'm not thrilled about either of my previous two Oscar posts in terms of their appearance. Here's to the lucky third try:

In the spirit of creating a more "positive" blogging forum (inspired by my negative fan of posts past), I wanted to dedicate a piece on the uniqueness of the couture silhouettes seen on Sunday night. It's not easy taking a risk on the red carpet, let alone on one of the year's biggest nights. But I'd like to say "Well done! Bravo!" to these fashion forward ladies. Their gambles paid off in a big way. Though I don't really have a favorite look from the evening, each of these actresses ranks up there in the top spot.

Elizabeth Banks and Rachel McAdams shine in spring pastel colors. I love the way the delicate flow of the chiffon.

Nicole Richie wore Reem Acra, although the gown reminds me of a Missoni weave.

And what would "Trim" be without taking some time to look at the details?

Sarah Jessica Parker's Chanel gown had such beautiful detail and shape. But what I admired most was how her hair, makeup, and accessories completed the entire ensemble.

Zoe Saldana wore a multi layered dress, in concept not all too unlike her choice for the Golden Globes. However, the difference in the two looks (and what shifts her from my least favorite to most admired) is the color story within the gown, the way the layers flow together instead of collide, the change in texture throughout the dress, and how her satin shoes match perfectly.

Spring Has Sprung

2010-03-12T17:15:00.000-08:00

There's something so magical about watching seeds grow day by day. The promise of new life appears once more.

I'm trying my luck on a variety of vegetables, herbs, and flowers. The lettuce seems to be thriving the most so far.

I'd Like to Thank the Academy: Part Deux

2010-03-10T11:35:00.000-08:00

I'd Like to Thank the Academy: Part Un

2010-03-09T15:39:00.000-08:00

To award show fanatics like myself, Sunday night was the event we look forward to all year. It is our birthday and Christmas all rolled into one red carpet, borrowed jewelry, golden statue, tuxedo excorted evening. Yes, I'm talking about the Oscars!

I'm still revelling in many of the highlights from the evening: Sandra Bullock's speech, Ben Stiller's award presentation for Best Makeup, and the fact that Avatar didn't sweep the biggest honors of the evening. I'm also quite excited that Kathryn Bigelow is the first woman ever to win Best Director for The Hurt Locker (and how excited would you be to have Barbara Streisand present this award to you?!)

Most importantly, I was excited to see who and what everyone was wearing.

Not surprisingly, there were still a lot of nude and neutral color dresses. Though this look may sound like a snoozer, these dresses were anything but boring!

Anna Kendrick

Demi Moore

I hate to admit it, but even Miley Cyrus looked stunning in this ivory gown. However her posture could benefit from some ballet lessons.

Sandra Bullock looks nothing short of the Oscar winner she is. This is a classic look that ranks right up there with her fellow leading ladies on their big nights like Julia and Reese.

Taylor Swift, take note. Though Cameron is known for her cropped hair and updos, she changed things up a bit last night, and Voila! She's glamorous, classic, stunning, and completely unexpected.

Carrie Mulligan and Tina Fey give basic black a run for its money. I love the beading details, raised hemline, and leopard print! Ms. Fey in particular has definitely up-ed her red carpet game since the Golden Globes. Well Done!

Charlize Theron's gown was really the only one I wasn't too fond of. The color is wonderful on her and the overall look has tons of potential. Its unfortunate that the rosettes were placed where they were. They take some of the class and glamour away from the gown.

Frustrated

2010-03-08T13:50:00.000-08:00

I've been trying hard to finish up last night's Oscar post. Unfortunately, I'm now regretting having recently updated my Blogger format. What seemed like a promise of larger pictures and more functionality has only resulted in my loss of spell check and inconsistency in the ability to type next to pictures.

Hmmph.

Blogger, I miss the way we were. Can we please go back??

Bow Legged

2010-03-05T18:30:00.000-08:00

I found this idea at My Empty Closet. The look was made with a handful of cute socks (found easily at Target or other discount retailers) and dressed up with some silk ribbon and other notions. What an adorable project! I also love the idea of pairing pretty socks with heels and a flirty spring skirt.

Pajama Jeans

2010-03-02T08:35:00.000-08:00

Just in case you missed this on Chelsea Lately the other day... I couldn't let it go without featuring it in a post.

World, meet the pajama jean.

Why waste time changing clothes when you wake up in the morning? These will go great with a fashionable leopard print snuggie, which of course, can double not only as your bed's duvet but also as a winter coat.
I can't wait to see these out and about at high fashion destinations like Walmart.