Saturday Snaps.

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Gold glittery deer

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Happy One Year Anny, a&d!

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Stumbled upon, part deux.

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I told you I would return! This time, I brought a friend because treasure hunting is more fun in pairs.


First.

I’m so goal-oriented when shopping is involved. Thanks, Pop-Up Shoppe!

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Living Threads scores

In the grand tradition of retail therapy on my 1/2 day Fridays, I stopped by one of my downtown favorites, Living Threads Vintage this afternoon. I walked away with an amazing “carpet bag” purse with quite the roomy interior [to be used as a work bag alternative to my trusty Samsonite] and yet another tiny porcelain vessel to hold jewels. Both for $20?! SOLD.

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Page One.

#nowplaying Wilco, Wilco A.M.

I’m now three weeks into my Writing+Art class at PNCA. I am enjoying it very much and have made a nice little post-work routine for myself in the hour I have before heading to class at 6:30. Just being able to say &/or write “class” in relation to myself again feels really positive. It has been great to get my hands dirty during the art projects, to forget the thoughts that plague me all day, to NOT be in front of a screen. Since writing– what I’d consider my ‘hobby’ in life – has been strictly a solitary activity for me thus far, it’s also nice to be sharing and reeding what I’ve scribbled in the company of a small group of people.

During the first class, we read a short piece by Stephen S. Hall called “I, Mercator.” It is dense despite its short length, the kind of reeding where you find yourself underlining so many sentences that eventually entire paragraphs and pages are marked up for frequent revisiting. What resonated most with me from Hall’s writing is his assertion that none of us ever travel – near or far – without some sort of map. Our personal maps are constructed from nature and nurture, and pull from memory, nostalgia, and visceral desire to form the latitudes and longitudes that guide all of our actions and decisions [most of the time, subconsciously]. The following excerpt speaks to the need we all have for a “home base” of some sort for our wanderings:

“…we need some secure oasis of order, even if only a memory (or a fiction), as a home port for our various explorations, our attempts to make sense of the unknown. This is the place we call “home,” which appears on page one of every private atlas. Home can literally be home, an abode, or our notion of family, or even a comfortable spot apart from our dwelling place, like work; whatever it is, home is where the lines are straight, the order clear, where even disorder seems predictable and the displacements tolerably temporary.”

I guess I love these lines so much because quite simply, I wholeheartedly agree with Hall and can relate to needing a “page one” for my own life’s atlas. Where it is for me I don’t exactly know how to explain, but I do know it isn’t a physical place, but rather an idea of family but also of extreme autonomy. I might even say it is the possibility and comfort I see in a blank page. I feel safe there and my thoughts make more sense when I acknowledge them in writing. I also think that each person’s  page one can be fluid, morphing and adapting as we grow older, hopefully also wiser.

I imagine that moving often as a kid or moving far away as I did in young adulthood can really affect the idea of “home.” I know it has for me, yet I still feel strong ties to where I grew up in Indiana. Which brings me to a recent acquisition. You didn’t really think I’d let a whole post go by without some bling action, DID YOU?! #offended

When I saw the array of State Quarter rings in the glass case of jewelry at the downtown Animal Traffic, I knew one had to be mine. I inquired about an Indiana version and although none was already made, the extremely helpful woman offered to get in touch with the designer – AutopilotEmpires – and have one made for me. SWOON!

I picked it up a few days after reeding the Hall piece and my mind immediately linked the two. Surely my affinity for home state memorabilia is more than just an obsession with accessories and ephemera, right?

Before I sign off and leave you to ponder your own 1st page, two important occasions to note [important only to me, yes, but hey, it’s MY blog!]:

1. May 1st is my journa-versary. Don’t ask why/how I remember, but on May 1, 2002, I started very purposefully documenting all my days. I have many journals from before that date and there were definitely very consistent writing periods in my youth, but none as purposeful as the past 10. TEN.  I don’t recall what, if anything, sparked such a desire to diligently document, but I’m sure as hell glad I did!
2. The first weekend of May marked one year in my current apartment. Cheers to #6!

Until next time,

PoseCity xo.


Shoe-ly you jest!

Happy Easter!

A glimpse of the swag in my “basket” this year. My mom is so amazing at assembling the most thoughtful collection of items: number stamps with ink, a cufflink that belonged to my Granddad repurposed as a bracelet charm, and some sparkly crayons have all already been used. Thanks, mom and a very happy Easter & Passover to all!

IT WAS SUNNY ALL WEEKEND. I’ve blurted that sentence out multiple times today as I’ve mentally [and financially…eh….] taken stock of my weekend wanderings. This part of the country is so bizarre to me sometimes. I mean, people literally alter or altogether abandon plans when the giant, blazing orb in the sky comes out for the first few times in spring. Today, for example, I got a call from my bestie while I was at yoga, as we had plans to catch up at some point in the day; I got her message when I got home and texted her back saying “I’ll call you later- the sun is out.” ‘NUFF SAID. Thankfully, she lives in Seattle now, so she completely understands. I guess it’s not that different than the first nice day on campus during my college days in the midwest; now it’s just much more pronounced in a strangers high-fiving each other &/or smiling for no particular-reason way.

A new season –  literally or figuratively – is always exhilarating for me. The promise and potential of the ‘unknown’ ahead scares the bejesus out of me, but in a way that makes me also really excited and usually creatively stimulated. Before I moved here and even up until pretty recently, I didn’t buy into the whole S.A.D or “woe is me it’s winter” as a justification for being down/depressed/stifled. But there is just no denying the power of a sunny day or stretch of days [preferred]; my thoughts have most definitely changed.

Alright, back to my aforementioned recent wanderings. I’m going to rely on my trusty phone camera roll-turned Instagram uploads to tell most of the tale for me. Seeing is believing: that goes for sunny days and shopping sprees.

Made a trip to the new-ish downtown Animal Traffic late last week to check out these cool, locally handmade bracelets [only $20!!]:

Those are all well and good, but I decided on something a bit more… Western. Definitely a new accessory family for me, but I think this will look great worn as a necklace with a black dress & boots:

Here’s one of my #dailybling snaps from the week that I especially like because it showcases the unique detailing often seen on vintage attire. The thoughtfully accented pocket square is sewn in and the pin is added by me- and yes, the locket really opens [but is empty, must change that].

A sweet, adorably labeled bright violet blouse I scored at Backtalk, the new boutique on Alberta that opened where The Factory used to be [obviously I also went in their new location just down the street, upgrade!]:

I love the name Josephine [Jo March!] and the top fits great and can be worn to work, so yeah, SOLD!

This next photo is of the bag purchases made at Solestruck shoes are sent home in:

So what can you deduce from this photo, you smart, beautiful human?
Yep, I bought some new kicks!

Ok… not these. Although this pair of Miu Miu “inspired “ [*cough* knock-off ] glitter booties did get me all hot and bothered and are the closest to the real thing Imma get for quite sometime.

No, I came away with these booty-kickin’, strut-inducing, BA gold studded black boots:

Ya know, for not being a “shoe person” I’ve certainly been posting about them a lot lately, eh? While my accessorizing allegiance will always be with jewels over purses/bags, scarves, belts, and shoes, I’m coming to have a very…let’s say ‘healthy’ relationship with the latter. I’m a bit surprised they came home with me but I have not an ounce of buyer’s remorse [not like I ever do]. I love them and since you can get away with wearing boots nearly year-round in the PNW, they’ve already been worn a few times.

As always, so much to do and see in this fair city, and most definitely when the weather is equally as lovely. Cheers to seasons and wandering without destination.

Much love,

PoseCity xo.


Yellow fervor.

Guess what’s wrapped up below?

Any guesses? C’mon… I even turned down the corner of the tissue paper…

Ta-da!! It’s the yellow dress from Flutter I mentioned last post [“Outfit Envy“]:

Something glorious, albeit temporary, happened with my work schedule about a month ago: I now work an hour later M-Th and then only till noon on Fridays. OMG, it’s amazing. Like I said, I’ll only have this option for a few months and I intend to savor it to the max! I used my 1/2 day [also happened to be payday!] this week to visit Flutter to see if Goldie – as I’ve dubbed her – would fit me. Pictures tell the rest of the story- she’s mine!

Yellow dresses are nothing new in pop culture, thank you Ann Margaret, but they are uncharted territory for me. I tend to avoid light colors and before Goldie, have only owned one other yellow dress in my adult life. I don’t think she suggests a move towards more of the same wardrobe-wise, but it is nice to branch out of one’s closet comfort zone every once in a while, especially when led so strongly to do so. I saw, I came, I conquered. Which I guess is a great biz lesson: use social networks to your advantage! Post photos of new merch often to lure in poor, unsuspecting “fans” trolling Facebook on their phones in cubicles across the country.

I’ll wait till summer to take Goldie out, but her sunny fabric is already making #6 a bit brighter.

Cheers,

PoseCity xo.