How stunningly beautiful is this chair? If I wasn’t a glutton for punishment who enjoyed being a man-cave widow while my husband spends hours on end in his workshop slaving away on our many many (too many) DIY projects for our little girl’s nursery, then I would certainly be in a bidding frenzy over this vintage (yet newly upholstered) Danish-made… Read more →
Author: Morgan
Hail to the Ch-Ch-Ch-Chief.
There are no words. This is where you can get it. And this is the commercial: Read more →
So tired.
It seems like just yesterday that I was in Berkeley with my Sister awaiting the arrival of my youngest niece, Paloma. Now Lolo’s a fiery toddler poking at my “tumm-uh” (as she calls it) seeming to understand that her future playmate is gestating in there, while big Sis Eva gives my belly hugs and kisses, and even whispers conspiratory secrets… Read more →
The Gauntlet.
Touche, Bliss. Read more →
To Wax, or not to wax…
Back in my first trimester, I briefly pondered the idea of a bikini wax. Before the plus sign I wouldn’t have thought twice about it, but at the time I was barfing 4-5 times daily, and blowing chunks into rapidly hardening hot wax covering my private areas seemed like something that deserved a moment’s consideration. Then there was the issue… Read more →
Summertime Blues
My patio furniture is falling apart. This is particularly upsetting to me, because I love my patio furniture. And since the entire fourth wall of our living/dining room is glass that looks out onto our little tiny yard (and since our living room has now become my office) I spend 70% of the day staring right at the now-decrepit vintage… Read more →
Where is my mind?
Some days, when I wake up, it feels like my brain never got the rise n’ shine memo. My eyes are open, my fingers might even be typing, but my mind is just…somewhere else. Looks like today is fixin’ to be one of those days. So I leave you with this: This video is close to my heart because –… Read more →
Cankles: The reckoning.
Look at those monsters. Doesn’t it kind of look like someone filled two latex gloves with water? Like there are little sausages tacked on to the end of a beanbag? See how the calf, the ankle, and the foot are all one continuous swollen mess with no discernible definition between them? That is the current state of my feet. And… Read more →
Let the fun begin.
Our crib hacking adventure has begun, and I’m so excited about the prospects of positive results, I can’t wait until we have a finished product to share our progress. It all started one afternoon while I was helping Sara convert her Baby Mod Parklane Crib (which I’ve always been a fan of) into a Toddler bed. I was rattling off… Read more →
Yes we can.
It’s hot, and I’m still sitting in bed being “creepy” as Scott calls it – because he’s still sleeping next to me and I like to stare at him when he starts to stir so he gets that uneasy feeling of someone watching him while he sleeps. (Really freaks him out.) Scott’s been trying to recover from the cold… Read more →