Monthly Archives: March 2011

The Selby In Your Home.

I realize I’m probably pretty late to the game on this one, but I’ve just discovered The Selby and am now in deep, deep love. The Selby, the brainchild of photographer Todd Selby, is an ever-expanding collection of photos that “offers an insider’s view of creative individuals in their personal spaces with an artist’s eye for detail.” Some of my favorite Selby photos:

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Ahhhh, the details! It’s so fascinating to the see the spaces that creative people build for themselves to inhabit. I think that’s one of the things about interior design that so appeals to me: you can tell so much about a person by the things they fill their home with. It affirms individuality and the unique quirks that make people who they are, and I think that is lovely.

America: The Infographic.

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Rainy hipsters, eh? Yeah, I’ve never heard that one before.

This amusing (albeit stereotyped) infographic brought to you by Koalagy.

Music Video Monday #27: Adele’s “Rolling In The Deep.”

I’ve been listening to Adele’s new album for the past week and dear lord she has an incredible voice. I think the beauty of this video is all in the details: the water pulsing in the roomful of glasses, the pristine model city, the dishes shattering against the wall in slow motion. The interiors in the video are also really lovely. I love how the room Adele is sitting in is kind of dilapidated and run-down and the furniture is covered in plastic, but you can still tell that it was once a really beautiful and regal room; it’s a very subtle visual metaphor for looking back at what could have been that ties in with the song seamlessly.

A Day of Rest.

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I’ve only posted once in the past week, and it’s making me feel lazy. In my defense, it has taken me several days to recover from my trip to Austin and to readjust my sleep schedule accordingly. After spending a raucous Friday evening with friends I haven’t seen in far too long, and spending yesterday locked out of my apartment and trekking across town by foot in search of my roommate and her key, I just took a big deep breath today and slept in, did some sewing, and went for a leisurely run (an egregious mistake on my part… my limbs are burning).

All of which is to say: I’m not dead, just resting.

I’ll be a much more diligent blogger this week, I promise, starting with a lovely Music Video Monday post tomorrow. Happy Sunday, friends.

Snapshots from Austin.

I spent the last few days in Austin, Texas, and it was wonderful! Here are some photos from my trip:

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(my travel buddy Tyane, unleashing her inner soul sista)

General observations about Austin:

+ There is no shortage of crazy drivers. They speed, make erratic lane changes without using their blinkers, and drive on the shoulder of the freeway. All while failing to buckle their seat belts.

+ Texans have a lot of state pride. I saw a plethora of inanimate objects shaped like Texas (see waffle above) as well as Texas state flags all over town. I’ve lived in Washington for the majority of my life and I never see anything Washington-shaped, save for the occasional magnet at the beach.

+ I have never seen so many mustaches, beards and mull-hawks (a cross between a mullet and a mohawk) in one place at one time. Oh, and tattoos. Good God, there were so many tattoos.

+ Texans aren’t really interested in following the rules if it doesn’t suit them. They smoke in clubs and bars, even though a law was recently passed to outlaw it, and (so I’m told) they occasionally drive over grassy medians to get to the roads running parallel to the freeway when traffic is bad. Why do they do this? BECAUSE THEY ARE TEXANS, AND TEXANS DO WHAT THEY WANT.

+ Everyone is so friendly and nice! People say hi when they walk past you, and not in a creepy way, but in a I-acknowledge-and-appreciate-your-humanity kind of way. They suggest good bars and restaurants, they compliment you on your clothes, and they seem genuinely interested in talking to you and helping you out if you need it. So different from dour Seattle-ites.

After this lovely trip, it is decidedly so: I am moving to Austin at the end of the summer. [!!!!!!!!!!!!!]