Sunday, September 29, 2013

Cozy Casa:

A closer look at my growing book collection, I'd love to hear about your
 favorite reads in the comments because I'm always looking for new material!

       As the temperatures cool off my desire to hunker down in my home instantly rises. I have collected a few new items that were essential to fall/winter hibernation to make my space as cozy as possible. A new to me leather couch was inherited after a neighbor moved and I couldn't be more thrilled to settle in for the night with a good book and a cup of spiked coffee. I also welcomed a new fiddle leaf fig tree into my home who I affectionately refer to as Figaro and he keeps the other flowers in the house in good company. The final nessessary items for an ideal hibernation were the fixings for s'mores and I made sure to enjoy those just this past Friday night! 

Nate Berkus' book (and his own home) have been a huge source of inspiration to me. If you love interior design or simply taking a peek into the tender history of people's lives, I would highly recommend The Things That Matter, by Nate Berkus.

Happy sunflowers from my father's garden routinely make appearances on my coffee table. 

The perfect place for reading a book from my library,
why don't you come over and take a seat?

Burning candles is a favorite Fall tradition of mine and this
lavender one takes the cake as far as calming fragrances go! 

     You can find previous installments of "Cozy Casa" posts here as well as here!


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Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Inspiration: San Francisco Graffiti

      There is something reenergizing about visiting the electric city of San Francisco, which is just a quick 60 minute drive from Santa Cruz. I always find myself slightly out of place amongst the massive towering buildings (I favor more natural atmospheres most of the time) yet there is a sense of creativity that pulls me towards the writhing metropolis as well. Back in high school I was my student council's publicity officer and I was constantly and continually making event posters. I think that after spending so much time learning and practicing new fonts to use on flyers I developed a genuine love for all the exaggerated graffiti in San Francisco. The way street artists' blend colors and bend lines help me see simple words and language from a whole new perspective. I took a day trip to the city a few weeks back and as expected, found myself lost in a sea of inspiring local street art:

      I find that certain cities and places can feel like "creativity hot spots." Where do you go to gather and collect inspiration?


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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Back To The Mainland:

Moonrise in Maui/ the view from my hotel lanai if you happened to look left.

      After being in Maui for only twenty nine glorious hours, four drool worthy meals, and a few too many tasty cocktails to count, it was time for me to return to the mainland. While enjoying champagne on the plane ride home, I made sure to write in my travel journal that I have been inking in since I was fifteen years old. I wrote of the scent of fresh brewed hawaiian coffee in the warm early morning, seeing fish whose colors mimic those of a rainbow, the taste of crispy maui onion rings battered in beer and jalapenos, even old hawaiian legends that I don't want to slip my mind. I fill my travel journal with sparkling memories that I wish to enjoy over and over even as time pushes me forward and forces me to add more information to my mental hard drive. Like my journal, my camera captures hundreds of cherished images on a single chip of technology, here are the last photos from my short lived tropical vacation:

The view from my hotel balcony if you turned to the right, loved seeing the sunset over these waters the evening this photograph was taken. 

Resort pool that I never indulged in because I was too 
preoccupied snorkeling on the local beach.

The clouds in Maui are utterly luscious and fluffy like whipped cream, they appear so low to the ground that if you climbed the nearest hill you could almost taste them. 

Yet another cherished memory from my trip was beach combing with my friend Bridgett along the shore. We picked up bits of treasure we loved as we walked to the local village. 

While stalking the sand, I picked up cone shells, sea glass, coral, and lava rock! 

Next visit, this is what I will be doing!

My favorite place for snorkeling that I visited while on the island (okay, the only place I snorkeled), Black Rock. 

      Vacations always leave me feeling refreshed and rejuvenated for everyday life. I came home from Maui with a renewed sense of creativity and a resplendent lust for life and all things beautiful. Also perhaps the dire need to save for another vacation, perhaps a road trip next time! What are some of your favorite travel memories and how do you feel when returning home from an amazing vacation?


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Thursday, September 5, 2013

A Lucky Ladybug:

Sunglasses- Chloe via Neiman Marcus Last Call, Pineapple
Necklace- Maui Diver Jewelry, Dress- DVF, Lips- Chanel Cambon

      I mentioned in this post that I flew stand by to and from the Maui island. For those not familiar, "flying stand by" means that you don't officially have a seat on the plane you just cross your fingers and hope that there are empty seats available. For someone who is over organized for even small road trips, this was a bit scary for me. As I sat at the airport jealously waiting for every other person to board the plane I anxiously hoped that there would be just one seat left for me so that I could enjoy the Hawaiian sunshine for a few days. A screen displayed the flight's seats on the plane and each seat would turn from white to gray to indicate a passenger settling in. As I woefully watched the entire plane turn to a deep gray, I felt my mood darken to the same shade. Still I was determined and refused to leave the airport until I actually saw the plane in the air. Low and behold, my name was called at the last minute and I felt like the luckiest ladybug ever as I boarded and took off for the Islands! 

      Who knows if I will I ever be this lucky again?


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