It’s official: winter is here and Christmas is almost upon us! And believe it or not, I’ve watched almost all of my favorite Christmas movies, and I’m done making gifts. Done making gifts before the last hours of Christmas Eve, truly a miracle.
Under our tree is looking fullthis year, and the tree itself has a total of five strands of Christmas lights wrapped around it. At night it absolutely glows, and Dad has said on multiple occasions that it looks like it belongs in a movie.
I’m working on using every last day to post Christmas content on my YouTube page, because this seasonal aesthetic must be taken full advantage of!
Ahh yes, the holiday that people try to tell me I must celebrate before I’m allowed to put up my Christmas lights.
What a ridiculous notion 🤭
the true Halloween magic is that my camera placement was so perfect that you cannot see the piles of junk just over the stonewall in the neighbors’ yard *chef’s kiss*
Usually while I eat breakfast I like to scroll through the daily news articles, because there’s always something interesting mixed into the boring stuff. A new fossil discovered? An octopus that’s been recorded punching fish? Red carpet photos from an award show that I didn’t know was going on? All good things to read, look at, watch, and (when it comes to fashion) judge while I eat my homemade sourdough bread, and start my day.
But lately almost every article has been political, with a certain orange-faced idiot and his moronic toadies plastered across all the news story.
As expected, it’s all been not only depressing and scary (exciting news: it’s almost time to try to enroll in healthcare that I’ll probably be denied! 🥂), it’s also been so blatantly and disgustingly hypocritical that it just about makes my blood boil.
As you can imagine: not a great way to start my day. So I decided to take a little break from the daily onslaught of terrible news, and take that time to get back to my Pinterest scrolling instead. After all, tis the season for new inspiration and creativity 🍂
No one can stop me from getting excited about making Christmas ornaments.
my Pinterest feed has been full of vintage-autumn photography vibes, and when I saw the yellow maple leaves falling, I knew I had to get out for a morning photoshoot
It’s official, as of 5:45am on March 14th I’m out of my Caamp’s 26 year, and into my Passenger’s 27 year.
So although at 26 I did not get married just for kicks (and move out to Alaska way up there), at 27 I do know that I don’t know how to please everybody all of the time, ’cause everybody’s always fucking changing their minds.
(and if you haven’t heard either of these songs…I’m sorry, but it’s time you enlighten yourself)
I kinda wanted to buy some number candles for the occasion, but then I thought that I could just make something for free…so I did
Typically at least once every winter we get an ice storm.
What started out as a beautiful few-inches of snow on Saturday night turned into freezing rain by the wee hours of Sunday morning. It covered every surface in a glittering, crackling coat of ice, which I (of course) had to venture out into once I had fed Mary Todd (safely inside), and eaten breakfast.
It was, as expected, cold and damp out, but I had to capture the subtle spectacle of the ice show.
the ice covering the vines of this bittersweet looked like crackle glass up close
January is officially over, and Punxsutawney Phil has predicted six more weeks of winter (i.e. he saw his shadow). Although his history of predictions is ✨questionable✨, he may be right this year, because there are still plenty of low temps and chances of snow on our forecast.
January has been a month of intense creativity for me. Work has been extremely slow (as per usual in January), and although I’m currently very poor, I’m always happiest when I’m not just sitting at my desk painting all day.
Although pet portraits are a great staple for me, I’m hoping for some new opportunities to come my way in this new year.
If you’ve found yourself on any girls’ social media pages lately, chances are that you’ve seen someone trying the heatless sock curls — and I finally tried them too.
I’ve seen a million different products being advertised for heatless curls, but I’m not willing to spend money on something that’s such a gamble. (and that looks to be kinda complicated to do by yourself)
I’ve tried my fair share of curling methods over the years; all heatless, of course, because I refuse to kill my hair again after I bleached it to death with hydrogen peroxide when I was 14. My hair was fried, broken, and stretchy when wet (a very weird experience) for a couple of years until I grew it out and cut it off.
Ever since then I’ve been scared to do anything that will cause damage to it. That means no straighteners, curling irons, or curling products.