I'm generally geeking out on making scratch boards these days...do you remember these? You take a sheet of paper, cover the surface with as many colored crayons as possible, then slap a layer of black paint on top. Once the paint dries, take a toothpick or skewer or even a coin and scratch away to reveal the mystery colors beneath. Fun, fun! I even bought a package I found at a local art store and though the texture and color are definitely better (it's the square one on the right above), ... Read more
Fall is just around the corner: clothing challenge
We've been having such a fun summer, and as I look out the window and see the sun-dappled, lush and green trees, it's hard to believe that autumn will be here in no time. K is equipped with a new backpack already and we'll need to go shoe shopping in a week or so. And then there is the ritual of Fall clothes shopping -- oh, how I love little girl clothes! However, this year I'm doing something rather ambitious and kind of crazy: I am going to make all her clothes for the next 12 months. ... Read more
Cuteness
As a mother, I am completely biased and think my child is the most beautiful creature in the world. But once in a while, I will see a breathtakingly gorgeous or enviously stylish little one that makes me do a double-take. My drawing doesn't do the girl justice, but trust me, she looked like she had stepped out of an ad and I'm certain her mother is a stylist. That hair! The rompers!! Love it. ... Read more
Sort of a perfect day
A collage from my day today...it was close to perfection. - Running around the rose garden, K trying to read all the monikers; "French Perfume" (above) was my favorite. It smelled oh-so-chic. - Taking a leisurely walk from the zoo back home. Snapping pix with my iphone. Lots of red: love the GMC bus (there was a futon in the back!), the bright crimson shop, a random "free" sign on a street. The text on the lower right says "Reds one". I liked the pops of color of the Solstice Parade HQ. - ... Read more
Making do
There is a photo of me and my brother in a photo album that is tucked into one of my mother's overstuffed closets. It is yellowed with age by now, tinted like an instagram. I am probably four or five; my brother a year younger. In the picture, we are both sporting identical rice bowl bangs, and I am wearing a handmade powder blue polyester coat with shiny white buttons. My white tights are slightly too big and rumpled around my ankles. My brother -- without a shred of self-consciousness -- ... Read more