May 19, 2013

summer in suburbia

The days haven't been movin' so easy, but I'm slowly pushing through and taking steps in the right direction. Sometimes you just want that peace that comes at 6 o'clock, that suburban sunshine streamin' through the trees after a long work day; all the beauty wrapped up in ethereal rays of light. The warmth helps too; summer is my SEASON.

Lately life's been filled with paint on hands and glitter on floor and florals and  wood of wedding decor for a very dear friend (less than two weeks til the big day! Woo!) and I couldn't be happier to be part of the ceremonials. Keeping projects on the dl for now, but I can't wait to share them soon! 


May 18, 2013

Renegade Austin 2013

I meant to post this yesterday, but THIS WEEKEND is the Renegade Craft Fair in Austin! You can hang out with vendors ranging from local to international at the Palmer Events Center. WAY too much love and respect for these artisans who throw their souls into their work. So sad I didn't get to go this year, but if you're in the area be sure to czech it out! They'll be there tomorrow! 

I'm completely biased, but here are a few booths I HIGHLY recommend: 
>> The Mossy Fox (LOVE this lady!)

You can see some of my past Renegade ventures here: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 
Happy weekending loves! 



My brother graduated last Saturday, and tonight he's goin' to tha PROM. I can't even. This kid has grown up so quickly, it melts my heart. I'm just so proud of everything he's accomplished and so excited for the things ahead of him. He's one of my best friends, and now I know there's a reason I've been living here for the past two years... to laugh with him and watch him become a man. Like dang. 

Love ya bro! 

May 1, 2013

Dear May.

You are the extension of a beginning, remedy for a false start. Had my ear so close to the ground for thunder I didn’t notice it was getting warmer, didn’t need these scarves and cardigans. Didn’t think I’d still be at such a stalemate, but The Call will determine and from there we will go.

The only joy I count for April is Record Store Day, and the vinyl parties and open mic nights and friend hangs streaming long, indulgent but meaningful conversation into the night. The hair changed style, changed color yet again, nails were painted that hadn’t been in previous years, superfluous passage of time. April, you ran up my phonebill in the worst kind of way, but it was a necessary evil . Bye.

May, don’t be so apologetic for things you’ve yet to do, things that aren’t your fault, things that sprawl out before me on some invisible calendar…all invisible until That Call. And if not that one, then another. And if not that one, then another and another and another until this is resolved. Hold me up in the sun so I can enjoy it as long as I can, some early inkling of summertime sadness.

As always, be sweet, and maybe a few less bruises. April jostled me around, took me for a turn. But you’re the beginning (like Editors say, even an end has a start), that place between extremes of excitement and some loathsome, dreadful fear. Uncertainty is bred from both, and I’ll sit with that til the answers come. Thanks for the people who chose to sit with me while I wait; for that I am eternally grateful. 



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