Remember when bird stuff was ALL HUGE like two years ago? Um, me too. Home decor trends are total scams because you buy something you're gonna have around for a long time, as opposed to fashion trends, because you can donate those Forever 21 earrings to Goodwill and shit.
So, the bird remains. It's a good thing I like him. He holds your robe while you shower in the bathroom now. Isn't that sweet of him?
I don't want to be all crass (just kidding, I do), but I'm a whore for Le Creuset.
I don't know why I got all into one specific brand of cast-iron pans, and obsessively hunt for them on eBay, but I am. Look at that! It's hot! It's lime green! It heats up water so motherf*cking fast!
I hunted for a table for my entryway (I'm sorry, "foyer". I totally have a foyer) for months. I finally found this job at the Alameda Flea Market. Smug flea market bragging alert!
I was not lying about the sewing. I did it once, and I leave it all out in my sewing nook as a reminder to get back in to the game. It's not working so far. At least it looks cute though, right? Mike's aunt gave me this when she retired from being a home ec teacher.
Hello, dear heart.
Without you, I'm nothing. No, seriously. You should see me. It's gross.
So, here is a refugee from last year's Sew-o-rama. Where I was all jazzed to get my sewing machine, and end up, obviously, on Project Runway. FAIL. I made like an apron, a couple yoga bags, a dress, and a top. And then I totally stopped. Project Lazy, more like.
Anyway, this survivor is my pin-holder--a Jonathan Adler apple dish I got for a few bucks, that I glued a big magnet onto to keep the pins in place. That soap is used for chalklines. See, I still worship the crafty stuff, I just don't go to church.
The tips must be accessible at all times. It's shocking that I haven't smashed that container yet. It's small and delicate, perfect for dropping on the ground.
I got this framed diorama (am I using that right? Whatev) from my old coworkers when I moved from Ventura. It's Ventura, but tiny. Isn't that a rad going-away present? That's like a movie-quality going-away present. The clock is from Ikea. It was 2 bucks. No good story, but I did break its earlier brother when I dropped it in the sink. I'll take care of you, new clock.
This is one of the first decor-y things I did for my apartment. There's this totally weird alcove in my living room that was Lord knows what before, but I decided: You hold the Marimekko. I'm unhealthily obsessed with Marimekko and these canvasses were a deal on eBay. Mike put the three lights above them and they're on a timer, which is rad if we're ever out of town and robbers try to come rob us. They'll think we're home because our art is lit up. Robbers thwarted.
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