Make Love in Minneapolis

on Wednesday, September 21, 2011

My very dear friend Amy pointed me at this most excellent poster by Dipped in Acid. It pretty much sums up my entire being... except there needs to be more bunnies.


The Greatest Place on Earth: Everywhere in New York

on Tuesday, September 20, 2011

I spent four days in NY this weekend and, although I have been there before, I found myself fall in love with it all over again and at a force a million times strong. Yes, the weather was perfect. Yes, I was with my parents and very dear friend. Yes, it turned out to be a much needed break from reality. But STILL. I will definitely be ordering these things from Fishs Eddy when I move next week:





NorthernGRADE

on Wednesday, September 14, 2011

It all started with a text from my roommate. "1330 Quincy. Man Station. Get here." I was on my way home from the beach when I got it so I jumped in the shower, threw on a dress and walked the two blocks from my house. Needless to say, it was, indeed, a man station. Kind of like walking into a JCrew catalog...but better. I had an excellent time-and the hero award went to Buckshot Sonny's, who on top of having incredible products, saved me from a very deep and uncomfortable sliver. Also got to hang out with Seth of The Midwestyle who was an incredible gent. Here are a few highlights. You can see more photos from the event on my Flickr. For a full list of vendors, check out the NorthernGRADE site. 







I am my father's daughter

on Sunday, September 11, 2011

More than once a week, while talking to my mother, she lets out some sort of guttural groan and says "god you're just like your father." It's true, we are a bit of peas in a pod. That being said, I think I'm an awful lot like my mom too and I feel fortunate to have incredible relationships with both of them. I got back to the basics when I went home and focused on the things that make my parents and I so dang great. We are humble, clearly. Creative. Intelligent. Quirky. Charming as heck. We are silly, to say the least. My parents met in photography school, fell in all kinds of love, my dad became a documentary filmmaker, then computer scientist, then genius engineering consultant while mom became a medical photographer (strange for such a squeamish person) and eventually a food photographer and stylist. While looking for my own art portfolio and supplies I found my dad's old art portfolio with some of my mom's work inside...I obviously stole most of it for my new apartment.