This past week, with the big transition back into the school year, timed oh-so-perfectly with my sweetie being in SF for work all week, I was kind of directionless. Well, really I was going in all sorts of directions and basically I didn’t know which way was up. Suddenly, I was in the throws of school pick up lines and car pools and field trips and picture days and the cooking of all the meals, the cleaning of all the dishes, the giving of all the baths, the feeding of all the animals, the answering of all the questions, YOU GET MY DRIFT.
I’ve found that I have a hard time making sense of the sudden “me time” once the kids have gone back to school. Picture me walking around like a zombie with ADD. End of summer blues? I’ve definitely been in some sort of mean funk creatively and inspirationally and energetically and all other allys. I needed a quickie project to get my juices flowing again. The painting of the entryway and the blogging of the painting of the entryway is doing the trick, I think. Let’s hope. Do you ever find that when you haven’t done something in a while, it’s oddly difficult to get back into it? I don’t know what it is with me and blogging but I’m just like, feast or famine man. Never been able to strike that balance.
Anyhow, besides all that – a change of season brings on a certain itch to switch for me. Whether it’s moving furniture, doing a great purge, changing up a little display or full-on busting out some paint, it’s an itch that must be scratched every now and again lest I go cray-cray. Side note: kids can scuff up some walls! You don’t notice it until you notice it and then you’re like yeowza!
I’m a big fan of a project that I can start and finish (or mostly finish) in a day. Since I already had both the white and black paint on hand from previous projects, this one was a no brainer. No cost to me but a little time, yippee!
Another side note: I took these photos with my iPhone, so the lighting is a little wonky. The wall color is a bright white, and definitely not muddy peach. If I wait to bust out my Nikon, and professional lighting kit (hah) it might be never y’all.
I decided to keep the whole thing pretty simple and just hung the vintage EXIT sign above the door and bulletin board that I picked up at an antique mall ages ago. My intention is to switch up the quotes + sayings every so often. For now, this one is working for me.
I also put a fresh coat of black paint on that little table. It was previously blue and I like it a whole lot better this way.
I think this will be a happy place for my Maidenhair fern. Crossing fingers, she’s been struggling lately.
Overall, it’s a pretty simple switch. I have one last little touch that I’m planning to add but I’m awaiting shipment. I’ll share when it arrives!
Hopefully after all this, I’ll be back next week like some sort of blogging maniac who can’t be stopped!
Happy weekend, friends.
See the old entryway here.
Yesterday my Instagram feed was filled with dogs – #nationaldogday. Did you know such a thing existed? Founded 10 years ago in an effort to bring attention to the number of dogs each year that need homes as well as to celebrate family dogs and acknowledge working dogs too. It’s a day to show some extra love for dogs, but really… every day is a day to love dogs, amiright?
I took the kids to the annual end-of-summer antique car show on Saturday. We love ooh-ing and ahh-ing over vintage cars and look forward to it every year. And somehow, it helps to ease the pain just a little bit that summer really is over.
I figured a 50s circle skirt and a pony tail was in order. Because you know what? Chin up! Summertime until September 22nd, y’all.
polka dot sunnies – Target / white tee – Gap / enamel flower pin – antique mall / gingham skirt – thrift / handbag – Orla Kiely / sandals – Saltwater
Currently fighting off some end of summer blues. Tomato salads help a little bit.
Posting might be a little light this week as we transition back into the school year and prepare for out of town guests. Picture me running around like a chicken with my head cut off.
First and Eighth grade, here we come.
We were so happy to welcome some of our very favorite friends to town last week. They were on their big East Coast Grandparent’s tour, having just left the lake house up in Michigan and were en route to Myrtle Beach. How lucky were we that Virginia made for a perfect pit stop!
Alix and I met on Ebay when we were vintage sellers. We’re talking like, ’02 people. Way before Facebook and everything else, we built our friendship the old fashioned way: we were pen pals! I remember it being a pretty big deal back then to have a friend that you met on the internet. Could that person really be who they say they are? Would you one day meet in person and they would be completely different? I’m sure this happens, but we got lucky and hit the friends for life jackpot. Cut from the same cloth, that Alix and I.
When I first flew out to Alix + Greg’s house in Oakland, their son (now 10!) was just a couple months old. They welcomed me into their home like I was family. And that’s the way it’s been ever since. It’s extra special that the kids and the misters have become great friends too. I could probably go on and on about this special friendship, but I’ll spare you and share just a few photos from their visit. A highlight of Summer ’14 for sure!
Of course one of our main events had to be a little antique mall shopping, which might sound like torture for little kids (and maybe husbands too!) but no, no, no! Being in a second hand store of some sort is pretty much old hat to our gang. Not only did they not complain about going to an antique mall, they actually had a ton of fun. At one point, I came down an aisle to find all the boys waving swords and machetes in a big antique tool booth, so I probably shouldn’t have been surprised when they showed up at the front counter to check out, hatchets in hands. Those hatchets were a good buy though! The boys built us a fire later that evening, even started it with flint!
All that time on foot in one of the world’s largest antique malls will really bring on a snack attack. Thank Heaven for 7-11, guys. We loaded up on Slurpees, chips and something called a Doritos Loaded, which was basically like a Doritos flavored Morningstar Chick Patty, and nothing like the molten cheese looking object in the picture. Not that I wanted molten cheese but you know… false advertising. That thing was far from gooey.
Did I mention that we’ve been having some pretty ridiculous and unbelievable weather lately? August in Virginia should be hot and humid as hell, making being outdoors pretty much unbearable. Instead, we’ve been treated to some glorious low 70s action. Oh yeahhhhhh, baby.
A trip to one of our favorite hiking trails was in order. This is the kind of stuff I have to remind myself of, when I’m feeling a little itchy about wanting to relocate: I live in a beautiful (+ very affordable) place. Virginia is for Lovers, y’all!
Hiking With Dogs. The two on the left kept busy marking every tree and rock they could all the way up the trail, while the guy on the right caught a ride in a pack and took a nap. Hey, it ain’t easy being teeny!
When we finally reached the top, we had it all to ourselves. Usually there are twenty or thirty people scattered around the rock, but this time it was just us 7 humans, 3 dogs and some really amazing light.
We did it! Good job, Speck!
So with one week left of summer… my head is starting to spin. The next few weeks are looking so busy. Back to school and all the events that go along with that, two weddings, houseguests + out of town family visiting, and if I can stomach it, a 20th HS reunion. Pardon my French, but holy shit, guys.
I think a peaceful walk in the woods is in order this week. Maybe an antique mall adventure too.
We’re having a sale! All women’s clothing is 25% off through tomorrow.
Proof that I a) don’t always wear vintage and b) don’t always wear crazy colors.
Dinner and a movie with my sweetie. I think a couple little friends wanted to come along too.
Technically not a thrift pop-in, but I did score this one on a little Mom pop-in. Sometimes when I’m leaving my Mom’s house, she’ll hand me a box of random stuff as I’m walking out the door. Sometimes the stuff is a little kooky, and I have to give her the squinty side eye. But the day she handed me the box that this little Star Susan was nestled in? I was kinda like alright, alright, alright.
But the best part? Check out the suggestions for serving and use!
Oh my dear lord, you can bake your seafood in it! You can eat your ice cream from it! You can serve canapés! Potato chips! Nuts or candy! Or, you can ASH YOUR CIGS IN IT.
WHAT?! Can you imagine! Of course you can. You’ve seen Mad Men, right?
Howdy, friends! It’s been a little while since I’ve shared some vintage album covers and today is as good a day as any, you know? Well, ok technically, I’m was cleaning up after an action packed couple of days with friends in town and I had a big ol’ stack of records pulled out for us to look at. So before I put them all away, I thought you’d like to see a few!
Aren’t they fun? And yes, we actually do listen to them!
More record love here:
DID YOU KNOW?
- Marilyn found it difficult to learn lines, and took 60 takes to deliver the line “It’s me, Sugar” in Some Like it Hot
- Marilyn’s beaded Jean Louis gown, worn when she sang “Happy Birthday” to President Kennedy, was sold in 1999 for $128,000. At the time it was the record price for a single item of clothing, until Marilyn’s billowing white Seven Year Itch dress was put up for sale by Debbie Reynolds in 2011, where it made $4.3 million.
- Marilyn was named “The Most Advertised Girl in the World” by the Advertising Association in 1953. Among the brands she represented were American Airlines, Kyron Way Diet Pills, Pabst Beer, Tan-Tan Suntan Lotion and Royal Triton Oil.
- Marilyn preferred to go naked. Among female studio employees including wardrobe mistresses, hairdressers and makeup artists, she often went without clothes. She gave interviews in the nude and often went out wearing nothing under the black mink that Joe DiMaggio had given her.
- For 20 years after Marilyn’s death, Joe DiMaggio arranged to have roses sent to her crypt three times a week.
- There was an open casket at her funeral. She wore an apple green Pucci sheath dress made of nylon jersey and a platinum wig. The wig was necessary because her head had been partially shaved during the autopsy.
- She was never nominated for an Academy Award.
She died 52 years ago today.