|"The details are not the details. They make the design." — Charles Eames|
As peppy and cheerful as I like to keep the blog, I must be honest with you... The past few weeks haven't been easy. I felt overwhelmed with blogging and weary about being alone—two areas in which I usually thrive. I wasn't being the person I've grown to be proud of—the girl that makes her own sunshine and relishes in life's little details. December was just such a great month (so much family and so many memories), and I don't think I ever took time to fully digest my blessings. Instead of being grateful, I felt sad that it passed so quickly. This weekend I caught myself being a real negative Nancy, and I was embarrassed. I realized it was time to turn things around. Please tell me you've had moments where you catch yourself being utterly ridiculous!?! This blog was intended to spread joy. How could I possibly achieve that if I'm not being genuine with myself? I was reminded how important it is to focus on all that's good in my life. Ultimately, I'm in charge of my happiness. Here's what made me jump for joy recently...
|This past weekend's wardrobe details. // Beesly's slobbery mustache. // A cookie and light reading.|
|Stripes make every outfit better. // Warning: Earrings come with uncontrollable jazz hands. // Can't stop staring at this book's beauty.|
|Inspired by the colors of my Lulie. // I really do have a thing for green! // Rainy season in HI. // Missing this guy.|
|This chocolate is semi-biographical. // Downton Abbey love. // Bar cart sneak peek. // Does this mean I'm getting old?|
|Every gal needs an Anna Wintour finger puppet... // Some serious GSD going on here. // Decluttering the office.|
A few notes about some of the photos above...
- Bar Cart Madness: First off, I'm told it's not a "bar cart" because it doesn't have wheels (Ugh, minor details. Really?!). I suppose cocktail corner has a better ring to it. Anywho, I plan on switching up the art above the tray. Once this little project is finished, I'll unveil all the updates. Here's to giving an old canvas a facelift and it NOT looking like crafty crap.
- On hair loss...: Pardon my language, but shit starts to get real when your mom visits, and she takes you to the side to show you your hair loss. I immediately bought a bottle of Biotin and slathered my scalp in Aveda's Invati. I think it really hit home when she said, "You don't want to be that little old lady with three hairs on her head."
- Go Green: I didn't know what to say when a stranger at the Post Office asked me if green was my favorite color. I thought to myself, "I love all color!" The next day I cleaned out my purse and it all became so very clear...
- Team Fine: I've learned that it's okay for me to say that I miss Flyboy—it doesn't make me any less independent. Whether we're together or apart, we're a pretty great team. Not to mention, I'm lucky to have someone so good lookin' to miss. <-- This is a test to see if he read today's post. Ha Ha!
- These are my confections...: If I was Usher, I would probably sing about my favorite sweets. My Instagram features cookies, chocolate, donuts, etc. I don't discriminate, and that's precisely the problem. This week, I'm trying Dr. Oz's cleanse. I'm not doing it because I think I need to lose weight. Instead, I'm using it as a tool to help me refocus on food. When Flyboy's away, I don't really cook meals and mindless munching occurs late at night. I've gotten kind of sloppy with some of my choices. I guess a sleeve of Joe-Joe's doesn't quite qualify as a nutritious meal. Oops! I'll let you know how it works out. Right now, my fridge looks like it was invaded by Dr. Oz. I spent about five minutes at Target trying to pick the best probiotic supplement. Huh? Here's to chugging all sorts of fruits, veggies, and flax seed!