Yeah, I remember that.

This is a post I've been wanting to do for awhile. Basically, if you one word could describe a certain short period of my life, it would be 'hat.' That sounds materialistic and doesn't make sense. Well, it actually is more real than the existence of physical hat, but I have to let the photos suffice for themselves.

The first and last hats are mine. Were mine. And actually, these photos are 'me in reality' minus the hat these days.

This sweater was abducted from the most beautiful person I know, who stole it from her older brother, who is a psycho genius and another beautiful person, who was given it by his older brother, who is a another beautiful person. I work out to the music of the pscyho genius every morning. *insert facial expression here*

There are all available in the shop here. I'm having pricing problems because of, to speak economically, the subjective nature of value. (My psyche won't let go) Soooo if you're thinking about one shoot me a convo and we can talk.

Keep your eyes open over the next two weeks. Exciting stuff is brewing.

P.S. Stay cool guys.

The Closet.

Whew. Over the weekend I gutted my space and very nearly overwhelmed myself---which is a truly rare experience. At one point, my sister walked into my room to find me standing listlessly with my Subliminal Messages t-shirt (can't wait to share that one...) pulled over my head. 

"Maybe if I don't look at it, it will go away."

If only. After much pain, stubbed toes, a walk with a friend, and gallons of black tea, I successfully revamped everything---my closet, storage, vintage organization, various equipment... etcetera. I added a couple goodies, too, which you guys will be very stoked to see...

The startup-disk is nearly full on my computer (groan) so I'll just share these photos of my closet for today! I really do think a person's space says a lot about who they are and what they value, so I'm very curious what you guys are going to think.

I found the 50% off sign in a parking lot. I purchased the beautiful, Indonesian-made mirror in Seaside, Oregon last summer.

Note: The bottom, grey/black sweater is my best friend's. Both her older brothers squeezed their bodies into it for a time. I cannot bring myself to get rid of it.

The clothes. There are a couple things I don't wear even still! In all reality, the up-cycled black jeans, cropped blue sweatshirt, charcoal grey, v-neck long sleeve are the only things I "need" to keep.

The little chest of drawers has made it to Australia and back and survived for decades in the family. 

Peacoat, hung up. It's weight is ripping a hole in my wall because I didn't take the time to properly mount the nail...

The tight fetish! Tip: tie them in loose knots. I DID give up a few pairs. 

This baby and I will go places someday. Kudos to anyone who owns an American Tourister.

I find a strange pleasure in the fact that the size of my laundry hamper is completely disproportional to the volume of worn clothes. 

Right now, I am ridiculously happy. Because I am painting. You guys are going to love this logo... I am essentially balking every common sense law of intelligent graphic design. (What's new?) But, I won't ruin the surprise. We'll see how it turns out. 

Alpaca Cape.

Super soft ribbing and fantastic wooden buttons for closure a the neck.

I've been on a no-spending spree for awhile in order to make some serious things happen for the shop. When I went to the county fair this last week, I purposely avoided the beautiful South American booths of handmade wares. This gorgeous alpaca poncho winked at me as I was walking by... what can I say? Forty dollars later: mine. Last summer, down the coast a bit, a thick blue wool crew neck alpaca sweater seduced me. The wool is so super-soft and the illustrations are beautiful. Several days I woke up way too early just so it would be cold enough to wear this baby out.

Pardon the ridiculous light switches in the background. Top on my priority list this week is setting up a backdrop with professional-grade background paper. Tomorrow, I head off to buy the Nikon D5100 from Costco and order a few accessories from Amazon. I should have bought it a week ago, but it takes a lot of courage for me to spend that much money at once! I'm looking forward to cleaning out my Etsy shop and revamping it with an autumn/spring collection. (I'm also building an independent website to make my Etsy shop more three-dimensional and really showcase the new and beautiful pieces I have...) I've been collecting some beautiful menswear, which I am ridiculously excited about. I found two of the most stunning vintage wool sweaters yesterday and laid on my floor admiring them for a very long time last night. The effortless class and versatility of vintage menswear really makes me jealous.

Cobalt Blue.

Lovely new scarf. Makes me so happy!

 Cobalt blue. Can't get enough. Whenever I find this color. Gosh. When I look at it... it makes me thirsty but at the same time I feel like I'm drinking water. It makes me want to paint, and it makes me want to never paint again. It makes me want to draw. And it makes me hate these hands that just can't. It makes me want to look and look until I overdose. And combust.

What's more beautiful? The weave is soft and supple.

 As if that wasn't enough, I finally found a pair of shoes. For months I've been wearing my KSWISS hiking boots (FABULOUS), which my Gram has an identical pair of. Now, the rubber sole is pulling away from the leather upper after such intense use! What I love about hiking boots is you feel like you are wearing shoes. (As opposed to just wearing shoes. I digress.) It changes the way you walk and carry yourself. I don't know if anything can measure up to my KSWISS loves, but these are wonderful and much needed nonetheless.

Finally... shoes. At some point, I should post a picture of my tragic looking Tom Cordones. They have holes in them. These shoes are leather and suede, made by Bass, lace tight for my skinny feet... and cost $3.80.

Spanish Roses, Swarthy Sky & watermelon

This particular day, I woke up to pouring rain... in the middle of July. Work in the berry fields was cancelled, so I enjoyed coffee in the morning with my Gram and then went to my beautiful friend Emily's to help prep for her wedding. 

Swarthy grey sky sets me immediately at ease, and was in fact so refreshing that I cozied up with a lovely shawl I found on one of my thrifting adventures. I feel instinctually the jaw-dropping illustration is one of 'spanish roses.' So, for the sake of conformity, I figured I should play the 'what I wore' game at least once ...

Spanish Rose Shawl || thrifted

Ripped Generic Black Longsleeve || adopted

Brown Belt || Steve Madden, gifted

Black Jeans || upcycled

Old Lady Black Shoes || thrifted

Pink Lipstick || Aerie by American Eagle 'kiss stick'

Now, for  a few pre-wedding tidbits...

Altogether, a marvelous day.

Kudos...