i’m only into retro stuff in theory. like, i don’t go out and seek it for my own decor. but i think i would actually bake and bake tons of goodies out of my old betty crocker cookie book for days on end i had this kitchen. love!
empire records. how i love thee.
i may have grown up with “the breakfast club” in the 80’s, but this movie got me through those teenage angst years. oh and how full of angst they were.
i must give credit to my first boyfriend despite the douchebag he was. because without him i would not have known of this movie in time.
damn the man! save the empire!
is it wrong to be proud of your blog? i sure hope not, because i love mine so very much. i can’t wait to see what she becomes. but, more than that, i can’t wait to see her journey there.
i love this video more than you can imagine. i have a huge soft spot for the inuit. this is a story of how the raven came to be black. thanks to the help of a clumsy owl.
pink&green
the absolute best color combo EVER. you really can’t go wrong with it.
it just screams, “i’m a girly-girl and don’t you forget it.” give it a splash of blue or yellow, and it becomes even more awesome.
i would love to eat every meal in this setting:
the green apples totally make it. of course, just pink is awesome, too!
my obsession with pink&green came in about 2005 whilst (love that word) reading “necklace of kisses” by francesca lia block. a beautiful story about an all-grown-up weetzie bat that debuted in francesca’s earlier young adult books. weetzie is all about fashion. now in her 40’s, she is most comfortable wearing anything that’s pink, green, or orange. or a combination!
really, she’s my idol. when i’m 40-something, i will not be ashamed to say that i adore hello kitty and dusting glitter on my face to go to the grocery. why be serious if you don’t have to be, right?
lastly, here is a picture i took several years ago of a handmade ceramic goblet i acquired at the ligonier highland games in pennsylvania. the background was not set; it was just a mess of stuff collecting on the table.
are you seeing a theme here?
by the book
i did not grow up in a very creative household, visually. we were your average middle class in the 80’s family in a quiet suburb of baton rouge.
i loved legos as a kid (and still do) but never built things from my own imagination. the book of steps was always followed. i constantly talked to myself as if someone invisible was there but never considered it an imaginary friend. the imaginary friends i played with belonged to and were the creation of a childhood friend. and i would play with them when in her company.
barbie’s outfits had to match. piano had to be learned by book. (no improvisation was encouraged.) behaviors had to be socially acceptable.
the question arises in my head: was i wired this way, or was i influenced to be this way from such an early age that i can’t recall *not* being this way?
i must clarify that my family does have creativity. dad plays several instruments and maw-maw was a very sophisticated artist. from both sides of my family i got the creative gene. unfortunately, i got the part that wants to be creative but not the part that knows how to go about doing it or the natural talent for things.
all babies are born creative. i suppose my mission here is to get back to those roots and let myself fly.
tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?
that’s a really tough call! robots are super smart and customizable. dinosaurs are (were) living and part of the earth’s history.
**stopping to ponder**
dinosaurs. i have a soft spot for “the land before time”.
behold the inspiration for this blog. doesn’t this picture just scream “welcome to your inner child”?
(photo courtesy of Live.Like.You)
