"THE DETAILS ARE NOT THE DETAILS. THEY MAKE THE DESIGN." — CHARLES EAMES
Happy Tuesday, m' dears! We're Missouri bound tomorrow, and as you can imagine I'm in the thick of packing and list-making. On a side note, why do babies require SO MUCH STUFF? I can't even begin to think about what I'll need for the next ten days. It's all about the babe. Anywho, I thought I'd pop in for a hot second and share a few of my favorite details from the last week. It was a good one.
A FEW NOTES ABOUT THE FEATURED DETAILS:
Maxwell is on the move. While I can't say his crawling motions are fluid or graceful, he shuffles across the floor with all of his might. Real talk, the entire show lasts a total of fifteen seconds before he gets tired and face plants on the rug. Hey, at least he's moving forward! In fact, if you're not careful you might just miss the big performance. Ha Ha! I was initially kind of bummed that he didn't just zoom off like I'd envisioned, but then I remembered that he did inherit my German peasant stock legs. Have you ever tried moving around a set of beefy gams? Yep, it's kind of the reason I choose not to run. It's downright exhausting! For now I'm just grateful he lacks any motivation to crawl more than two steps. The house and dogs are probably thankful as well. I have a feeling we're not ready for the madness just yet.
On Friday, Flyboy's students got to turn on the beer light in the flight room. Big deal alert! Around five that evening, I decided it was time to turn on the beer light at home. It's not often that I imbibe on anything that doesn't require gin, but I was eager to whip out the latest addition to my cocktail napkin collection. Longneck? It seemed fitting and super cute.
Finding adorable boy clothes for summer hasn't been as easy as I'd hoped. In fact, I find myself deferring to statement tees to add flair to Max's wardrobe. The Fresh Prince inspired tee from Passive Juice Motel was a no-brainer, but part of me thinks that all of these tees make him look too grown up. Suddenly I have the urge to dress him in onesies and footed pajamas forever. Maybe then he'll continue to look like a little baby? Please. Stop. Growing. Deal?!
Who knew a simple canvas tote featuring m' fave boss lady, Jenna Lyons, could bring so much delight? It almost feels as though she likes to tag along for an afternoon of errands. Pinch me. In true Swell Rio fashion, I've had a handful of people ask who's on my bag, and I can't help but feel like I come off a little strong when I drone on about the creative director. Did somebody say Crewcults? You know I'm a card-carrying member.
Speaking of J.Crew, I have a feeling what I pack for Missouri will consist primarily of these tanks and accessories. Perhaps if I stick with a color palette I can play with the basics and maximize my outfit options. I should really get to packing...
It's been confirmed by both of my parents that Max is definitely saying mom. I'm certain he hasn't attached the title to me specifically; however, he does make a point to say it when he needs a bottle or wants attention. Oh, hey! Is it okay if I reject him saying the m-word until mom is said in a joyful or excited manner? Also, can anyone tell me why dada is said with excitement and mama is uttered whenever he's ticked off? Oh, my sweet curmudgeon.
I recently ordered a pair of metallic Birkenstocks (mirror green), and I must admit I'm at odds with them. I love the shiny factor and the comfort level is crazy great. That being said, I just don't know if I can pull them off. Part of me wonders if I should keep them to wear around the house, or if this is just a big no-no and it's time I return to sender.
And since HEB had my favorite color of Peonies, you better believe that's worthy of TWO pictures in today's post. Two.
Enough of my babbling. How are YOU? I hope your week is off to a fantastic start.
Here's what made me feel all twitterpated, smile contagiously, giggle uncontrollably, etc.
Kiss Cuddle Repeat Banner // Over the past three weeks, Max has cut five more teeth. I might regret saying this, but I think we're getting a reprieve this week because he's been a real treat. Most days consist of kisses and cuddles.
Zebra Hobby Horse // I get a little Ramotional when I think about Max growing any more, but then I also get really excited about playing with him when he gets older. I have a feeling he's going to have an incredible imagination.
NARS Audacious Lipstick in Grace // I've tried a few different shades of lipstick recently, and I'm struggling to find something I really like. Something tells me it's time I turn to the Audacious formula. This bright pink coral is perfection.
Mix Brûlée Necklace // I've ogled over J.Crew's latest and greatest countless times, so how did I miss this beauty? You had me at chartreuse. This might be the next piece I add to my arsenal of accessories.
Hello Lady Note Card // Attention paper lovin' peeps, Yellow Owl Workshop has some of the cutest designs. Hop to it!
Classic Tank Top // The closer we got to summer, the more frustrated I became with my current tank situation. I was down to one maternity tank from last year and it wasn't pretty. Thankfully, I gave these tanks a try recently and I'm just a little bit obsessed. I think I need ALL of the colors now. The weight of the material and the neckline are fantastic.
Reminders Pencil Set // Shouldn't all pencils have gentle reminders inscribed on them? I smell an office supply revolution.
Cobalt Media Credenza // If I had this front and center in our living room, I would miss most of the Housewives drama and we can't have that, now can we? It's just too pretty. I wouldn't be able to stop concentrating on that bright hue.
Otto Fan // The lovely folks at Rejuvenation emailed me my tracking information. I can't wait to see the fan I won.
THINKING ABOUT: As a new mom, there comes a day when you realize you're being played by your baby. I told myself months ago that I wouldn't allow this to happen and that I was too savvy to fall victim to a twenty-pound infant's scheme. It turns out I'm a fool. He's on to me. I called my mom with a few examples and she couldn't help but laugh. I asked, "Well, when do I start telling him 'No' ?" She replied, "Now." Sigh. Just moments after hanging up the phone, I was already being tested. Grrrrrreat. It was time to put on my disciplinarian hat, which inevitably leaves you with the WORST hat head, but I digress. Max grabbed hold of my top knot and pulled with all his might. Yikes! I attempted to shut it down with a big fat NO and shook my head with a disapproving look. The fact that he responded with a smile makes me certain he still has no clue what it means, but at least it's in practice. I can already tell he's going to love Flyboy the most. Argh! And since I'm going to have to wear this silly enforcer hat, could it at least be kind of cute?
FEELING: While browsing Instagram on Sunday morning, I noticed that Rejuvenation—a house parts general store—was hosting a Father's Day giveaway in which one lucky follower would win this sleek fan. I didn't think much about it and tagged my mom because I know she adores the online shop just as well. Later that evening, I opened up the app before going to bed and found out that I was the lucky winner. Get. Outta. Town. I was so giddy; I had to read the comment several times to make sure it was real. I can't say I've ever won anything substantial. Does a bag of lollipops from my 8th grade science teacher or a pencil from Frau Nicholson count? As far as I was concerned my lucky streak ended in middle school, so winning this giveaway feels like a pretty big deal.
THANKFUL FOR: Alert the press! A CVS just opened in Swell Rio, and you better believe Max and I made a trip on Monday morning. I'll admit I was mostly in it to check out the selection of Essie polish (meh), but came home with this Burt's Bees Honey and Grapeseed Hand Cream that my mom uses instead. I have the hardest time finding it anywhere, so I felt like I was winning at life. Whenever I smell it, I think of her. Maybe using it will make her supermom powers rub off on me? It's worth a shot.
EATING: When it comes to my relationship with bananas, you could say we're on a break (You're thinking Ross and Rachel, aren't you?). I blame Max for coming between us. Have you ever seen a baby nosh on a banana in one of those mesh feeder things? Although incredibly messy, it's cute to see him devour the fruit all on his own. But with his gain comes my loss because the smell of wet banana seems to linger all day, and I just can't get over this aversion. Just one bite and I begin to gag. It's horrible! Flyboy swears he can't smell it, but after cleaning Max and the mesh feeder, I can't seem to escape the scent. Does this make any sense?
LISTENING TO: Since Max's original Jumperoo bit the dust over a month ago, we now have all new songs to learn. How's that for keeping things fun and fresh? Sometimes I turn it on and expect to hear the old tunes. Which way to Nostalgiaville?
WATCHING: Here's a fun fact. Summertime isn't official until Big Brother premieres. It's true. Flyboy and I couldn't be more excited to "meet" more of the house guests tonight. How pathetic are we? Ha Ha! Three cheers for an eventful DVR filled with more trash TV! READING: At this point, I'm saving any books and magazines for our upcoming road trip to Missouri. How about I share a few online articles I found helpful or entertaining instead? Let's see what I've got in this random mix of reads. I promise, it's ALL over the place.
LOVING: Kristin's blog, The Hunted Interior, is the best. In fact, I kind of wish I could just hop right into the computer screen and live in her lovely abode. Just recently, she shared a DIY Sculptural Vase that made my crafting confidence skyrocket. All too often I pin projects with big intentions, but rarely get around to making them. This is one DIY I'm definitely going to make a priority. It's too easy not to. I'm fairly certain I can find most of the supplies in Swell Rio, which is a bonus. This weekend's agenda is looking productive.
Enough about me. How are you feeling today? What are you up to? Thanks for stopping by!!
When I realized our Josef Frank-inspired armchair was damaged by the Hawaiian sun and we'd need a replacement, I immediately thought of the Strandmon from IKEA. Something about the shape screams classic and playful—you can't beat the reasonable price tag either! When we brought it home and placed it in the living room, I instantly fell in love with the rich navy color; however, something about the chair's legs looked generic and hokey. The hardware cheapened the overall look of the piece and it lacked the personality I craved. With a little bit of Googling, I learned about Pretty Pegs—a Swedish company that offers replaceable legs for brands such as IKEA. Offering a variety of styles, models, and colors, it's easy to give your furniture character. Intrigued by the notion, I submitted an order and waited patiently for Estelle (the name of the hardware, obvi) to show up.
Much to my delight, the snazzy legs arrived last week and I couldn't swap them out fast enough. After they were installed, I was silly giddy with the end result. I'm reminded once again that accessories make ALL the difference. It's the little details that make any home personal. Since the possibilities are endless with Pretty Pegs, I'm already pondering what I could do with another set.