happy CINCO de MAYO.
this is our FAVORITE tequila.
cheers.
i have big plans for these beautiful fabrics. i’m making my summer wardrobe for france + vermont. i am fully consumed with my new uniform . . . i can’t stop making these simple a-line dresses (i’ve made 20 so far).
when my husband leaves for work, i secretly turn our kitchen table into a sweatshop.
(ssshhhhhhhhhhhhh . . . he’ll never know.)
INSTAGRAM ! i never thought it would happen to me . . . but i’m hooked ! people had been telling me since the beginning that i would LOVE instagram, but i didn’t believe them plus i didn’t want the responsibility of yet another social media to upkeep. but this one is so me. if you don’t know me, i am a girl of few words and i communicate and think best through visuals (my new favorite way to communicate is via emoji . . . it drives my friends crazy) so INSTAGRAM is right up my ally. if you want to follow along and see what i see . . . go here.
(raedunnclay via instagram)
i have a thing for chairs. as many as i already have . . . i can always justify just one more. today was the big alameda flea market and the only thing i purchased was this chair (it’s actually more like a love seat). it will be the perfect addition to my new studio . . . maybe you’ll come and sit it in some day ?!
i took this photo from my dentist office yesterday. i always wonder if the people working in this building ever tire of the view? for me, it never fails to takes my breath away . . . and i love that i get to see it at least twice a year.
i have an 11 year old niece that can now fit into my grown up clothes. when she tried on this dress, that i had purchased at one of my favorite boutiques in san francisco, and looked better in it than i did, how could i NOT let her keep it ! my hand-me-downs have never looked so good.
(from my instagram.)
i saw this in the wee hour of the morning while i was still in bed and barely awake. i immediately jumped out of bed to take the photo before the light moved. i love waking up to such beauty and i love capturing something that might never be there again . . .
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