Sometimes impulse buys at the drugstore turn out to be a good thing. Case in point: a white sharpie. It was the perfect tool to zone out and paint on a few darker shells for a
My mom has an uncanny ability to grow hibiscus year round. It amazes me. Especially since she lives in the high desert of Colorado, and texts me pics of blooms even when it’s a blizzard outside.
This is what happens when you combine sharpies, some shells, old school Christmas music, a good cup of coffee ( with or without Baileys), and about 45 minutes of unplugged zen time. I’m not sure if this is
This here is a giant cockle shell. Actually, the specific name is a Van Hyning’s Cockle ( I think. I just googled it.) I never find them, I swear they find me, and it’s usually while
Scrunchies made a comeback. As much as I’d like to say I’m a fan of this reincarnation of my childhood hair adornments. I just can’t go all in on the trend. Except for this one.
Seeing that we’ve been in our new rental for six months now, I figured it was time to conquer my office: aka make this little room with my desk in it be somewhat aesthetically inspiring
SHARPIE SHELLS So, I was able to totally zone out and draw today, on what might be my new favorite medium…shells. I have a big jar full of ones I’ve found at the beach, so
These are just a few pics from my instagram, but I think they serve a very very important reminder: Hats and beer cans make exceptionally fine flower vases. Martha Stewart, wherever you are, I hope
When in the land of hibiscus and beach hats, I say combine the two into a rather stellar face saver. Just pick a few flowers, and weave the stems through the hat. Boom. New favorite
I’m sitting on my kitchen, rocking a stylish outfit of yoga pants, a robe and some slippers. The house is a mess, I’ve failed at any domestic duties I needed to do today, and am
Oh these toes. I have a love hate relationship with them. Love how they turned out, hate that I can’t recall exactly how I did them. Sorry, it happens. Here’s the deal. L*Space partnered with
Ok, I might just have to cut up a few more jeans this way. Because I love it, love cutting up jeans, it’s easy, and I think it’s a little bit more flattering than just
When I was back at my parent’s house in Colorado, I went and raided the thrift store in their town, because it is a hidden gem. It is the mecca of cheap used Levis. Seriously,
Our bedroom used to have the charm of my old college room. Well, without a Braveheart poster or leopard print sheets. (At least I’ve made progress in my wall art and bed linen selections.) Well,
I am all about finding new ways to cut up a tee to make it more versatile, live one last breath, or be repurposed. Or, in this case to show the back some summahtime lovin’.