7.12.11 Overwhelmed

I should be excited, but I've never been more overwhelmed. I don't feel like I'm at a good point in my life right now, but then again, I know there are more like me. Last week came and went like a blur. Eric is officially back. And for a few days, I kept this all to myself. I felt like I did something crazy, but it shouldn't be that big of a deal. Eric and I applied for a cottage, and we got approved. We barely even saw the place. When we had submitted our applications, the next day, we got confirmation, the place is going to be ours for a year. And then when we were meeting with the real estate agent, she was just as shocked as we were that we were going to get this place without even being scheduled to see it. As much as I feel the need to mention, to sum it all up, we got our first place. The kitchen is tiny, but the place has character. Not to mention we recently found out from one of our neighbors, he thinks the cottages were built around the 20's because of labels found in the old plumbing that needed to be replaced. We're slowly moving in, and I finally told my friends, and my family. I'm still a little overwhelmed, but I feel I'll get through it.

11.9.10 Beauty in Landscape

My friend Liza and I went to our friend's studio apartment earlier this evening. Our friend is the one who got me into beauty. She was at Walgreens when we arrived at her place and so while we waited for her I had to take pictures of her beautiful landscape. She married a guy who's dad is a horticulturalist. They turned their downstairs tiny backyard into a studio. It's really quaint inside, but the outside landscape is filled with thorny greens and claw foot tubs currently being used as a planter (but the picture I took of it was terrible and so that is left to the imagination).

Here are a few pictures of her beauty obsession. She's ridiculously addicted and tonight we were trying to steer her away from it. They might not look like much, but she's grown quite a collection. I also included a few photos of her cute antique tin can purchases and the rest of her charming exterior landscaping.

10.27.2010 Love, Ludlow

These are film stills from one of my favorite movies, Love, Ludlow. Isn't Love, Ludlow a great title for a movie? Even though it was based on a play, I'm happy to have seen and bought this movie because I love the cinematography and set design. It looks like it was filmed in the 90s. It almost looks grainy, but modern. Modern? I really don't know the words.. It's such a muted colored film but with accents of style and pops of color. And I mainly wanted to do this post because I love Alicia Goranson. Not only is she a great actress (she was also the original Becky from Roseanne), she's a great poet. http://aliciagoranson.blogspot.com/. I love the way they styled her for this role! She plays a tough character but the way she dresses in here is so charming. These pictures don't do her justice. Seriously. I'm tempted to watch the movie and try to take pictures from my camera of her outfits. But that might not work out so well. So far check out her coordinating socks along with her purple coat she wears over her teal green outfit. She has a similar outfit during her next workday but in different colors.

Then check out her date outfit in the fourth picture. It looks either vintage or reminds me of the 90s and I think it fits the mood of the movie.

(photos above via http://www.dvdbeaver.com/film/DVDReviews20/love_ludlow_dvd_review.htm)

(photos above via http://www.edwigegeminel.com/portfolio.html)

(photo via google images of alicia goranson)

What really reminded of her was watching late night episodes of the old Roseanne. I thought she played the best Becky. The most recent one I saw was one of the first Halloween episodes. They're probably the best episodes of the entire Roseanne series.

10.21.2010 Interior spaces

To get over my last post, I wanted to do a positive follow up and to inspire me to get moving.

As much as I'm getting into beauty and clothes, I love Interior Design. Growing up, I didn't have a room of my own. I slept on a couch in the kitchen. When I finally got my own room, I had a really large bed with a built-in headboard that as a kid, I really didn't need. I wanted a fun room that could double as a play room. Instead I got a sanitarium. I tried dolling it up as best as I could with dolls I collected. I used the built in headboards and made them into dollhouses. They were that big. That built-in. It was really sad. The room actually belonged to my grandpa, but he never liked sleeping there. He liked to sleep on another couch we had in the kitchen. It was terribly unconventional.

Over the years, my parents had our house remodeled and I got my own room, immaculate, untouched. It was my own. I tried decorating it as much as I could. I was always influenced by children's rooms, then teenagers rooms, and so on. I'm getting older and am in a rut. I told myself that I would move out before I hit thirty and I'm sticking to that goal. I've always thought of this one particular movie whenever I thought of the place I envisioned I would live in one day. It was this movie called Smoke. Ever heard of it?

(photo via moviescreenshots.blogspot.com)

These pictures don't do anything for that amazing studio. It belonged to William Hurt in the movie who played a Professor. So he had an open floor plan, a library of shelves in there, Breur's Cane chairs, natural lighting, and check out that bay window in the back. I've always tried looking online for stills of the interior of this movie. I should find out the designer. Today I found out this design site, emmas.blogg.se. I hate that I never knew about this site. Such great spaces! These ones brought me back, but to a more lovelier and girly space, of the memory of the interior space in Smoke. Weird? Maybe.

(photos via emmas.blogg.se)