i finished the neon pink and camel hand warmers and they are COZY.
i accidentally knit them on size 2 needles instead of size 3, so they are extra fitted, but i have small hands so over time i’m sure they will loosen up a bit.
this was my first intense color work project. i’m already looking for my next one. i almost bought yarn for this pattern the other day, but felt like i was too busy with school to commit to starting it:
it’s on the list. maybe next year.
i wanted to post about these amazing prints during the holidays, but i didn’t want to ruin the surprise: i bought one for my brother who is an English teacher. the prints are large posters with images made up of the entire books they depict. i bought my brother his favorite book, The Great Gatsby:
if i got my own, i’d go with my favorite childhood book: Wuthering Heights
(be warned: the posters are worth the price, but paying for shipping from the UK for something this size is quiet pricy!)
my bestie shanna gave me the sweetest gifts this holiday.
cooper starry string lights from restoration hardware:
and geo earrings made by Jennifer Hagler in gold-dipped black and neon pink:
in exchange, i knit shanna the same chunky navy cowl she’s been coveting of mine and gave her the one polish everyone needs: butter london royal navy.
besties are the best.
i’m pretty certain this seamstress bracelet was made with me in mind.
it’s perfection.
this christmas, my parents gave me the most special gift i have ever received: my great-great-great-grandmother L. Liconia’s scissors. my father thinks the scissors our oldest family heirloom, going back six generations to the mid-1800′s. they were passed down my great-great and great grandmothers, all women who lived in the adirondacks. my father described them as “working and industrious folk.”
my mother inherited them from my great-grandmother, Avis and this year, passed them to me. i’m certain there is nothing in my possession more meaningful to me than this small perfect pair of scissors. i like to take them out and think about how they were used, what clothing and quilts were cut and mended, how many hands held them. with the scissors, my father included a letter about them, saying that he hoped they will give me “a sense of tradition and family and the recognition of a rich heritage of strong and capable women.”
the scissors were made by the A. Field and Company, Criterion, Germany. i’d love to find out more about them. i also would love to start collecting antique scissors. wouldn’t that be lovely?
i’ve waited 5 years for this moment:
now for some window treatments…
spent the afternoon with shanna today as she finished up shooting her little valentines collection. best part: it’s full of neon pink. woohoo! my fav color crush. check it out here and get one for your sweets. xo!
the least ugly uggs
i’ve been talking about getting a pair of warm boots for years and years and i just keep buying not-very-warm boots instead of investing in a pair that is lined. i really really hate the way Uggs look, but then i found these babies. hello loves. i love you.
dropping $300 on a pair of boots is not really what i can afford right now, but then something truly magical happened: while cleaning out my studio, i found 4 savings bonds dated from 1993-1996 that i never cashed. this is why my dad is a genius: when we were growing up (i have 3 siblings) we were required to “save” 10% of our allowance every month. so, my dad would hand us our allowance, and we would hand 10% of it back. my dad would put this money into savings bonds for us and then he gave them to us when we graduated from high school.
in 1993, i was 14-years-old. it’s 2012 and i just found $200 worth of savings bonds from when i was a teenager. so, technically, i’ve been “saving” up for something awesome for almost 20 years. clearly, i couldn’t just put $200-worth of savings into something like bills or groceries. i mean, i’ve been literally “saving” this money for more than half my life-time, so i had to buy something i’ve been wanting for years.
so, i bought uggs. and i love them.
my feet are toasty. and i consider them a 20-year investment.
thanks dad.