The 100 Week

A few snaps from The 100 Project's disposable camera week...turned month in my case, haha. October 1-7 just happened to be a really rough week, and extremely routine. Not something I wanted to capture on film. And I'd rather tote a disposable for a few weeks anyway! I absolutely love the analog look.  

xo

Feet on the ground, head on the sky.

These are some of the shots I took on my random photo walk yesterday. I was already in my favorite part of the city, and the weather was too perfect NOT to wander around and have some fun! The whole time I was really aware of colors and patterns (I'm working on an idea board for a new art project!).  Plus, I wanted to see if Amy's Icecream still has their photobooth. They do! 

Happy Monday friends! How're you feeling today? Are you working on any new, exciting projects? 

Around here.

I've been delving into my anthropology book like it's Christmas, no joke. (It is, after all, my major).

And because it's September and fashion is my guilty pleasure I bought the Vogue September issue and have been going through it at breakfast the past few days...um 916 pages?! Pretty impressive...it's a stellar 120th anniversary issue so far (though I don't really buy these things for the writing, hello). So congrats to Anna Wintour and the gang on that I guess. 

I picked up Women at a garage sale on Saturday and the photography is just amazing. Um Annie Leibovitz?! Please. Essay by Susan Sontag?! So there. "A book of photographs of women must, whether it intends to or not, raise the question of women- there is no equivalent 'question of men'. Men, unlike women, are not a work in progress." Think on that for a bit; I'll be sharing my own two cents once I've processed the work as a whole. 

And Allen Ginsberg, well. You know. His poetry is my break from life. 

Oh, and re-reading all the interviews in the last Lab Magazine. Because they're so much fun, and I think (don't quote me on this) a new issue comes out this month. Which is completely unrelated as to why I'm re-reading this one. But anyway. 

ALSO. 

Thursday was the baby bird's birthday (she's eleven...um what? When did that happen? She's also six inches taller than me already???) and I decorated the house, baked some chocolate cupcakes with espresso buttercream frosting upon request. She was my resident taste-tester for The Boyfriend's cupcake batch and liked them so much she wanted some for herself! It's been one helluva birthday blitz around here, lemme tell ya. More on that tomorrow.

ALSO!

Meet the newest member of my ever-growing analog camera family! I've been on the prowl (ok not really, I'm just bein drama) for a 35mm and my neighbor's garage sale (same as above) put an end to my search! Um WHEN did they become so cool and WHY do they have to move out NOW?! I spent half an hour talking to the husband about art and photography (they were also selling a complete darkroom set...MY HEART...but I have nowhere to use it! Sad day!) But enough about that. Enter the Minolta SRT SC-II, commence my heart exploding into a billion pieces because I couldn't/still can't believe it was so cheap/is now mine. The camera came with two extra lenses, detachable flash, leather case in great condition, and manuals for everything except the camera itself. But thank Google, I found a free pdf on my first search! 

So, you know, happiness. 

And I'm gladly accepting any/all expired 35mm film at this point and time. Mostly I'm kidding. But seriously.  

ALSO. I could go for this three day weekend stuff a little more often. Can I get an amen? 

Visitor Center Spectacular.

We kicked off the weekend with a tour of the Moody Mansion. I'm such a sucker for historical sites...I can't believe it took me 22 years to visit this place! I mean. Too bad we weren't allowed to take photos inside (THREE CAMERAS GUYZ)...we definitely snuck a few but they were pretty blurred, so... meh. ALSO when we were in the servants' hall I totally felt like I was living Downton Abbey. Well, the whole house felt like I was living Downton Abbey. All this magic in grubby ol' Galveston. Who knew? 

Then, we jetted to the Lonestar Flight Museum. Which was basically a warehouse full of planes. Which was actually pretty cool. And got exponentially cooler when I found a Cuban fighter plane; definitely made a scene and was all ummm HELLO FRIEND are you lost?! IT'S OK I LOVE YOU I'M HALF I LOVE YOU! And then there was a nameplate that read Richard Nixon (it was off by one letter, whatever) so you know. Basically it was a really great experience and I channeled my inner aircraft for the rest of the self-guided tour.  

Next stop was the Rosenburg Library! Well hello mini upstairs museum. Hello to you. And vintage toys in glass cases, and learning lots about antiquated things. Such a gorgeous building in general. You could smell the history. Also, there was no one around to take our picture in the beach scene. So we improved. Unsuccessfully, haha. 

PS the Visitor Center was right across the street so of course we went and I picked up one of every map ever and we stuck pins in the Where Are You From map. Apparently no one from Estonia has ever been to Galveston. Ever. I'm sure they were really excited to check that off their list. 

The Boyfriend was insistent that our trip wasn't complete without some time raccooning around the Elissa and the Texas Seaport Museum. So so serious about it. I think my favorite thing was the shrimp tags. It was really hot outside. I don't know. 

Galveston randoms! Those two giant sea creatures are mounted on top of the restaurants in front of our hotel...one of which has the same name as our hotel. Which is why when The Boyfriend told me where we were staying I was like ummm, a seafood restaurant? JUST KIDDING. 

Random sidenote: I think we crashed Bachelorette Party Weekend At The Strand or something because every bar we went to Saturday night was packed with veils and boas and I'M WITH THE BRIDE shirts. It was obnoxious/hilarious to watch from a safe distance.

Last stop on our 48hr Galveston roundup was the Collector's Gallery, aka my new FAVORITE antique shop...where I found a 1916 Minnesota Model A sewing machine! FOR SO CHEAP. Which I owe all to The BF for being such a great negotiator, ha. It's got all the parts, bits of the manual...I mean this is the most intact, working-condition antique machine I've ever seen in my life. When I saw it, it was game over. Jskaontheground. I cried a little bit lot. Tears of joy. So many tears of joy. I'm picking it up tomorrow (!!!) because it definitely was not about to fit in our car. That last picture is just a sneak peak but I'll share more when it's all cleaned up! I'M SO EXCITED. Greatest way to end our weekend getaway, ever. 

I hope your eyeballs haven't melted from staring at so many photos of someone else's vacation. I also hope you have a great weekend, whatever adventures you have planned! PS cleaning your house totally counts.