Thursday, August 28, 2014

The Kitchen of our Discontent



Last week, MC and I found a mouse in our cupboard. Well, Chi found the mouse. I trapped him in a plastic container and took him to a small woods nearby. I also praised Chi for his mousing abilities, even if I'm too compassionate to watch him beat a rodent to death. He always gets bored halfway through anyway.

Mammals tend to shit when they're scared and Chi would scare anyone. So we had to clean out the cupboard with bleach.

Once the cupboards were empty and clean, we thought "Why not paint them?" So we took off the doors and started painting.


Once they were being painted we thought "Why not knock out this tile we're not crazy about with a hammer, rehang new backing board, and put up new tile?"


Smashcut to MC and I giddily spending the daylight hours of our staycation last week chiseling plaster down to the lath, making endless trips to the hardware store, buying, transporting, cutting, and hanging big ass sheets of cement composite backer board, whittling edges to fit the inexact spaces of our historic house, continually shop-vacing all the dust, and finally, mixing and spreading thinset mortar and fiberglass tape into all the joints. We sanded them last night so it's finally ready for tile.



Oh, and in the middle of all this, my dad and his best friend, who's a contractor, came over to replumb and rewire everything under the sink (way above our paygrade), install my mom's old dishwasher (which is nice, and most importantly, works), install a new disposal, and install a sprayer in place of a spigot for a defunct water filter. Then, of course, my dad's friend wouldn't accept any money after 12 hours of work. 

We're lucky bastards, right? Lucky for the help of friends and family, for working appliances, and honestly, I'm just as lucky to have a partner I can do all this with who shares a sense of enthusiasm about it. We share the same taste, we work well as a team, and we both have the sense of humor to laugh it off when shit goes sideways. After this much hard work in that kitchen, I can tell you how priceless that is. I'd have strangled a lesser man by now.

Anyway, that's what's going on over here. Our general inspiration is the kitchen from Moonstruck. I'll take some pics when there's more to see.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Enfant Terrible


Dress: Jean Paul Gaultier for Target
Boots: Park Lane
Flannel: MC's
Bracelets: Etsy, various
Sunnies: Ragstock

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Least Scandalous Lingerie Post Ever

Okay so, here's a fun fact: when it came to wedding lingerie, I had the lady who made my wedding gown make me this long, old school, white chemise, like some shit from The Tudors.


Obviously there are lots of wild and sexy lingerie options for your honeymoon, but the thing is, I already HAD boatloads of crazy lingerie. I'm fine with announcing this fact because I'm sure it's not surprising, and because it's a dumb thing to be embarrassed about. Who doesn't like to feel pretty and sexy? It's fun stuff to strut around in, and it's a bonus if the garment acts like giftwrap for sexytime. So yeah,  as a grown woman, by this time I already had corsets, teddies, maxi-length sheer nightgowns, Butterfied 8 style vintage slips, matching undies and and garter belts. 

But one thing I definitely did not have was a fucking long ass medieval looking nightgown. 

And of course, it's still way sexy, despite, or maybe because of the increased coverage. Seriously, if you've ever watched The Tudors and all the intense banging that went on on that show with women wearing white cotton chemises sensually falling off their shoulders, you know what I'm talking about. Or you can just look at these photos! The colors and the setting kind of make them look like a 90's Playboy shoot, but don't be afraid, these are all blog appropriate.



Monday, August 18, 2014

Only You Can See Me

Today is my and MC's two-year wedding anniversary. These photos from our honeymoon feel like they were taken yesterday.
 

Two years ago today, I married the sweet and giving, fiery and passionate, genius and creative number one baddest mother fucker on the planet.

Two years on, I can tell you that MC's never ending quest to be a better musician still blows my mind, and he only makes me feel more and more delighted and inspired and lucky as fuck to be his musical partner. His selfless, nurturing spirit only makes me feel more safe and beloved. His passion and heat only make me feel more desired. His endless ideas and extrapolations only make me feel more matched, challenged, and fascinated. His ability and devotion as a father only make me feel more joy as we parent Gbear. I'm still as obsessed with him as ever, and part of the reason for that is, just like I mentioned in our wedding vows, MC's guileless, automatic commitment to his own self improvement, a mission he pursues constantly as a matter of his own nature. He doesn't even think about it, it's just how he is.

And all of this only makes me feel more motivated and inspired to be a better person. This isn't just romantic bullshit; MC is pure. He's one of those rare people who's good without trying to be good, cool without trying to be cool. He's honest in all ways at all times. He's so smart, so cultured, but there's nothing about him that's even capable of being Machiavellian or opportunistic and it never occurs to him to lie, even when it would make his life easier. Fuck, he's just such a great person and even as he makes me feel truly seen and appreciated for the traits and abilities I value about myself, he also really, really makes me want to be a better person. In all ways, the single best word for how MC makes me feel is "inspired." Anyway, that's how I feel, two years into marriage.

Oh, and that stuff you hear about people never having as much sex after they get married is still BULLSHIT.

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Baby, now you're one of us


Heart pants: Lazy Oaf via Nastygal
Crop tank: Asos
Circle sunglasses: Vintage via Giant Vintage
Shoes: Steve Madden




Monday, August 11, 2014

Baby's got her blue jeans on


High waisted flares: VS 
Vaguely 70's inspired top: Very old UO 
Clogs: Torpatoffeln
Sunglasses: Ragstock
Bag: Dooney & Bourke, thrifted
Jewelry: Thrifted

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Pucker Up


70's style tee: Bandit
High waisted shorts: VS
Shoes: Miz Mooz via Ebay
Socks: Very old UO
Eagle necklace: Gift from MC
Bag: Coach, thrifted

MC confessed that he had a surprise for me. Or uh, more like he wanted to have a surprise for me. He explained that he had the impulse to go find and order me a 70's style WKRP t-shirt like the ones the characters wore on the show, but that he was having a hard time finding the right one. It turns out that, as modern t-shirts go, the attributes that made 1970's fitted tees so awesome -- the heavy gauge, cotton/poly blend, the cap sleeves and wide neck -- are now very hard to come by. There's always vintage of course, but we were both kind of incredulous about it. Is there really NO modern company out there making classic, 70's style tees?

So we looked and oh, yeah, there totally is. There's Bandit, who basically do nothing else. They're the shit, hit them up immediately. I officially demand they acquire the licenses to print the WKRP logo.



Monday, August 4, 2014

Casual Friday

Just kidding, every day at our office is casual Friday!
 
Tank: Old UO maybe?
Shorts: H&M
Clogs: Jeffrey Campbell, consignment
Giant Sally Jesse Raphael glasses: Vintage via Etsy, fitted via Replacealens.com
Flannel: MC's
Bracelets: Various
Necklace: Thrifted
Bag: Coach, thrifted


Once a season, I get to post a non-outfit outfit, right? This basic-as-fuck look is what I wear any day in summer where I rolled out of bed and made no attempt. It's my t-shirt and jeans for Midwest heat and humidity. Do you have a reliable outfit template for when you dgaf?