Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Be mine: Dezso necklace

In the midst of DC's crazy 60-something degree weather and a flood of new resort wear, I've picked my only summer essential.  It deserves a two-syllable DA-YUM.
Dezso sterling silver sharkteeth necklace

Update 5/25/12: It's mine.  And more amazing than I dared dream.


Friday, January 27, 2012

V-Day prep


As someone who gets sucked into the hype of everything from Top Chef to barre-pilates, it's pretty surprising that I'm not big on the ultimate hype machine: Valentine's Day.   Sure, I like chocolate (dark), flowers (ranunculus), and champagne (dry), but I also like dinosaurs (Apatosaurus) and waterfront property (coastal), and those aren't coming anytime soon.


Valentine's Day is just an overload of excess: too much pressure, too much emoting, too much energy.  So my short-term memory isn't so hot anymore--I still don't need a reminder to love my special someone.

Even on the years that I've had plans, I've shied away from the restaurant scene where couples play a game of chicken with reservations and as to who's more in love.  I may have even tried to fake sick one time.  Cough, cough.
What can I say?  I like to play fast and loose with February 14th.   You know, a DVD (ladies' choice, obviously) and some take-out.

To take lemons and squirt them onto open wounds, for the past few years I've relived my elementary school days and made cards for my perennial Valentines: my friends.  I used my inkjet printer from college and some scalloped cardstock from Paper Source.  Some had quotes from TV sitcoms, some were original, and a few were from the better scenes in When Harry Met Sally.


I plan on keeping the tradition alive this year with a few new designs.
Some past ones:
Click to enlarge.

They're admittedly hostile looking--almost like ransom notes--but I put a lot of love thought into making them.  Of course, if you're going to send something from the heart, it helps to have one.

graphics via MH Jeeves and Kate Spade.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Cross my heart

I'm a pretty big grump when it comes to Valentine's Day.  No prix fixe menu or smug hand holding for me, thanks.  But since I do have a soft spot for shopping and the color red, and since I'll be in holiday withdrawal until St. Pat's or Easter... Oh F it, here's a roundup of somewhat less cliché Valentine gifts--no chocolates, no flowers, no mylar balloons--to tide me over until my Bailey's hangover in March.

Friday, January 13, 2012

Great googly moogly

Do you ever find images on Pinterest, other blogs, or even your own desktop that you can't identify?  It's a real problem for me because I strive to give proper credit for anything I post, and too often I realize that I saved an image without jotting down the original source.

As a happy accident, while dragging yet another orphan image to the trash one day, I hovered over a Google image search which was still open after a vain attempt to discover the source.  To my surprise, it's possible to drop images onto the Google image search bar.  The results not only consist of the most likely match, but also similar images and sites that have featured it as well.  GLORY BE.

Take this crazy dress that I found on Pinterest, sans source.  I can't tell if it's darling or hideous.  Take a moment to decide.


Right now, this is all I know about Crazy Dress, fondly known as "68891069269664276_Es0fbbEx_c.jpg."
 But wait, I can find out more through the magic of Silicon Valley!


It's by Zuhair Murad!


It's been featured on a ton of other sites!


It's out of my price range!  Which is actually okay because I've finally realized how horribly ugly it is, and I feel ashamed for looking at it in the first place.

Alternatively, you can upload the image or paste its URL into Google's search bar.  However, I prefer to drag and drop, it's much zippier.

Thanks, Google!  This almost makes me forgive you for Google+.  Almost.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

You say you want a resolution?


Happy belated New Year, everyone.  I'm a little late to the 2012 blogging game (typical), which is a nice segway into the theme of this post: New Year's Resolutions.

I read a similar-minded post from Geneva on A Pair and A Spare which was helpful in narrowing down the countless ways for self-improvement (and is a much better source than the U.S. government).  Rather than harp on the qualities or effort that you lack, she advises that we select abstract goals to carry out in our actions--i.e. "to live, to love, to learn"--kind of like mad libs.  Noticeably, she timely blogged this on NYE, not 12 days into the game.  Overachiever.

So, without further ado, my resolutions:

  • To be more punctual.  (Note: It's not possible to be more of something when you never had it to begin with.)
  • To love my job...once I get one.
  • To learn to play my new ukulele.
  • To live a healthier, fitter lifestyle.  This can be cross-referenced with "To slow my roll with canned soup."
  • To communicate more with friends and family who don't live nearby.
  • To commit to side projects.  And flossing.
  • To read books that are not about Norwegian serial killers, hypothetical conversations, hunger, or games.
  • To maintain my Spanish.  (Hey, it's not all about change, you know.)

With all these lofty aspirations in mind, you'd think I'd have learned something in these fledgling two weeks of 2012.  That I would already be on my way to becoming a better person.  A Real Adult.  But no, last night I decided to watch the 1 a.m. cave episode of Planet Earth for the umpteenth time and didn't fall asleep for at least two additional hours because I was certain that 8-inch Malaysian grotto centipedes would crawl through my ears and eat my brain.

They'd probably still be hungry.

image via Creatures of Snow.