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!!]:
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.
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.
#nowplaying Minus the Bear Highly Refined Pirates
Ideas, articles, and photos swirling in my head and documented here have been connecting in a weird & wonderful way lately. Case in point, the “Downtown Girl” post about my love for the ease and shopping in that area of PDX and then reeding the flourishing West End the very next day on Oregon Live, an article highlighting many of the shops and reasons that shape my positive views. Yet again this morning, I was catching up on Tavi’s Style Rookie since, ya know, I just wrote “Princess Tavi” about how much I like her, and I found a post of hers, “a hodgepodge, if you will” from January 15, 2012 where she mentions MissRepresentation, the documentary I also just saw and wrote about. CRAZY! I was very happy to reed that her school [somewhere in Chicago] screened the film and I’m glad that it’s getting seen by teenagers; hopefully it got through to some of her classmates.
Earlier this weekend, another connection in the form of open idea sharing with a dear-yet-far-away friend. She felt a creative spark and sought input, as we have always had a deep understanding of each other. We are very different, but appreciate and notice the unique aesthetic sensibilities of our respective minds. Encouragement and advice from a friend who “gets you” is so valuable, as he/she is able to give a perspective that you are usually too deep invested in an idea or plan to notice. I am excited to see how she channels this energy!
No Earth-shattering realizations going on here, but it is fun to be reminded of connections across the vast sharing avenue of the Interwebz. Finding common ground in whatever form is so rewarding and helps to quell those moments where loneliness & isolation creep in. Document copiously and share often; we’re all in this together!
PS: “Mad Men” TONIGHT!!!! I enjoyed this article from The Atlantic “The ‘Mad Men’ Double-Standard: Why do Fans Hate Betty but Love Don?”
Fact: two Kims are better than one.
“West End flourishes but keeps its funky urban vibe:” Arty from Oregon Live that relates to my last post re: West End shopping. Apparently calling it ‘downtown’ is so pre-gentrification… so I guess a more accurate post title would’ve been “West End Girl”….. ok fine, cue it up:
One of my *many* fashion philosophies is that clothing and accessories should be given life; if you have a drawer/basket/box full of shiny happy jewels, for example, then for the love of Jebus wear them! This notion contributes greatly to my love of antique, vintage, thrifted, and/or hand-me-down items because if one person isn’t going to wear it, somebody should [except gaucho pants]. I recently visited SB, my favorite shop owner, and imagine my delight when she presented me with a simple cardboard box containing earrings of hers that she was not going to wear by Portland line Ms. Wood.
I purposely didn’t show the entirety of these babes pre-wear, that’d be sacrilege! Kidding, but I am very excited to find the perfect ensemble to pair these with, hopefully this week. Ms. Wood items can be a wee bit out of my price range, so the gift means even more knowing that I probably wouldn’t have bought them for myself.
Let this be a prompt to start thinking about spring cleaning; if you aren’t using it, consider gifting it to someone who will. And don’t wait for a special occasion, either- trust me, you’ll make his/her day!
PS: I’d like some sort of recognition for keeping the “wood” jokes to a minimum.