Saturday, March 21, 2009
fabric spree
I locked myself out of my car today - for the second time in seven days. It must be my new Friday "thing." Awesome. Oh well. I just happened to pick a prime location in front of this crazy fun fabric store...so you can bet I walked out with a handful of fat-quarters. Yay! I know exactly what I will do with them. (more on that later...)
je t'aime chihuly

Dear Mr. Chihuly - Master Manipulator of Glass,
Your installations in the desert are beautiful beyond description. They way the sparkle in the Arizona sun is magic. They are bold, and delicate. Whimsical, and elegant. An awe-inspiring display of loveliness that heightens the intricacies of our southwestern landscape.
I've been three times.
Thanks for providing such perfect Sunday afternoon adventures.
Love. Always.
Friday, March 20, 2009
portrait power
These are quirky cool and I think they are fab. They are found at unlesssomeonelikeyou on Etsy. I like 'em because they are FUN! DIFFERENT! a KEEPSAKE! FRAME ABLE ART!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
ruffles 'n ham
So I was busy drooling over pretty frilly things on Etsy last night - including the dress listed above. I wish I had elegant places to wear such things...but my simple solid cotton sundresses seem to be my mainstay.
My Guy peered over my shoulder and said, in all seriousness:
"wow... looks like ham."
I love him. But he clearly doesn't get it.
(Though he may have a point - this one time.)
I wish to death each of these frocks could be found hanging in my closet. Other sarahseven beauties that I can't take my eyes off :
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
strawberry hedgehog
The more you and I get to be friends, the more you will understand my absolute devotion to the handcrafted arts. Seriously. I find it to be crazy luxurious to use, own, consume products that were created by an impassioned individual.
Hence, my love and adoration for strawberry hedgehog, a local handmade vegan soap shop. No really, have you ever fallen in love with soap before? The owner, Tracy (totally rad chicka btw), has a booth at the Farmer's Market I frequent and now I'm hooked. HOOKED I tell you.*side note - they sell LOADS of handmade pleasures on their site: pretty jewelry, face products, yada yada..check it out.
blogland vs. reality

I'm still way new to the blogosphere. I've only been around for a couple of weeks. However, it has somewhat consumed my life. I find myself thinking about blogging while I'm working, while I'm studying, and while I'm driving. When I get home, I no longer cuddle up to My Guy to catch up on Sports Center, and I certainly haven't been caught studying for my boards (ooops!). I'm obsessed with this thing. I LOVE to see what's out there - all of these creative energies have captivated me.
My Guy came out to the kitchen this morning from the nice warm bed and asked me why I was no longer snuggled up beside him.
"'Cuz I feel like blogging..."
He sadly moaned, "I'm loosing my girlfriend to a blog..."
Whoops! I will find my way back to you and the rest of the world soon...perhaps this weekend?
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
lucky weeds
Think pretty thoughts of Irish clover filled fields today! Or think yummy thoughts of green beer...whichever comes first. Anyhow, Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Monday, March 16, 2009
a greater gift
I've been obsessed with this website for a couple years now and I have to share it. SERRV is a nonprofit organization that is dedicated to eradicating poverty. Through the use of the International Fair Trade Association and the Fair Trade Federation, they teach new skills to local people in struggling world communities. They work with these artisans to stimulate local economies by providing decent wages for their craft.
Not to mention - their stuff is AMAZING. These are a couple of my favorites:

Not to mention - their stuff is AMAZING. These are a couple of my favorites:

Recycled Colorwrap Trivet made in Viet Nam - $16.50
Rooster Doormat made in Viet Nam - $36
Gujarat Elephant Pillow made in India - $22
blossom
If you don't live in the Southwest I don't know if you can really appreciate the wonderment of the orange blossom. (ummm...yes I make up words like 'wonderment').
I wouldn't say that the West has a "pleasant" odor - the monsoons at the end of summer leaves the damp rain smell that I love, and the creosote tends to smell rather yummy a few days out of the year. When the summer grass is switched out for winter grass, an awesome manure scent lingers for weeks (yucky). But other than that, aromas are rare.
However, during this particular time of year all I want to do is inhale as deeply as I can. My mission is to suck the sweet nectar lingering in the air into my lungs. It's wonderfully intoxicating. I love when the orange trees blossom.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
paris 1968
My mom studied in France in the summer of 1968.
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