Dear Cupid

Love comes in many forms and takes many shapes.  I love my husband.  I love my dogs.  I love my family and all of my friends.  And I love my cars.  One more than all the others.  Yes, I play favorites and yes, it is possible to love a machine.  You see, I remain, as ever, in complete awe of the E30 M3.  Created for the sole purpose of being a racecar (BMW was forced to sell them to the general public because the DTM rules demanded that they do so) to kick Mercedes-Benz's butt.  It is the most winning BMW in history.  This is not my car, but it looks almost exactly like it.

Even down to the blue harnesses.  This is a model I found on ebay.  I have the perfect place for it--cupid are you paying attention?  You can forget the overpriced flowers and chocolates.  I think this baby needs to come live with me.

How can I feel actual, genuine love for a machine, you ask?  Um, because I can do this with it:

That's Watkins Glen International Raceway and this part of the track is called the "Esses".  Imagine climbing a hill with three turns, with your right foot planted firmly on the floor.  When I learned to drive this track, my instructor said, "There is only way to drive this section.  Put your foot down and steer as smoothly as you can.  You may NOT lift your right foot.  If you lift, the back end of the car will come around and you will hit the guardrail.  Keep feeding power to the rear wheels and the car will stay on the track."  That was a long time ago and I have driven so many thousands of laps on this track that it feels like home.  And there is no place like home.

This is the place where I am usually the happiest.  In an odd way, I am the essence of myself all suited up and on the track.  I am not short, I am not tall, not old, not young, not rich, not poor.  I am a driver.  My goal is to be fast.  To be at one with the machine, and totally and completely in the present. 

Is there someplace where you are completely and totally in the present?

~ESM

Focus

Some days it's easy to lose focus and forget what's important, you know, eyes on the ball.  Nose to the grindstone.  This seems to happen to me in some fashion every day around 4:00.  I deal with this the way Sheldon Cooper deals with everything--by offering myself a hot beverage.

I'm not quite there yet, but I feel it coming on.  How do you all keep your eyes on the ball?

~ESM

At Last

Organization is key.  Neatness counts.  I like things to line up nicely and make sense...because...if I can't see what I have, then I can't make anything.  Or, I should say, I'm not inspired to make anything.  My sewing room had become, slowly and over time, the sort of place where no sane person would ever want to work.  The lighting was terrible.  There wasn't enough flat work space, there wasn't a good place to put things away in an organized fashion and fabric was stacked in giant piles with no rhyme or reason.  And then...a couple different blogger friends mentioned the Alex Flat File from Ikea.  And then a couple more friends mentioned how great it was.  I suddenly started to feel like I had missed the great organization boat, so I had to check it out.

It turned out to be more than your typical piece of particle board put it together yourself furniture.  I was warned that 1. It weighed a ton (it does, but once it's together, it's on wheels, so no big deal). and 2. It takes forever to put together.  Well, we brought it home, heaved the little, but insanely heavy box into the house on a dolly, I made a nice pot of coffee and set LAM to work.  Two hours and no cursing later, it was together.  LAM was even impressed with the fit and finish.  The exterior is painted wood, the drawers are on nice sliders and the back is finished as well as the front and it's quite wide, which is one of the things I really liked about it.  You see, I have this tissue paper problem.  I can't throw it away.  When it gets crumpled, I iron it.  If I buy something in a store and they wrap it in tissue, I have to save it.  My collection has come in handy on numerous occasions from packing orders to wrapping presents, etc., but I didn't have a good place to stash it so it would stay nice and neat.  In addition to housing paper, mats, templates, card stock and whole host of other artistic ephemera that previously had no real home, the two large bottom drawers are the perfect size to lay tissue out flat.  Perfect!  This freed up much needed space on shelves that were supposed to be housing fabric, so now it's all folded and organzied in a way that I can see exactly what I have at a glance.  In addition to that, I re-purposed a friend's old pine kitchen table as a middle of the room work island, moved some things around, added much needed lighting (thanks to the Alex file, I now have a PLACE to put another lamp) and once I was finished admiring my handiwork, got cracking on some new plastic bag holders.

Meet the new additions to my Etsy shop.  I'm particularly excited about the beachiness of the coral fabrics.  The one on the far left is Waverly's Coral Cascade fabric and it is just buttery soft!  Stay tuned for more additions coming soon!

~ESM

Et Plus Ça Change...

One of the remarkable things that I've noticed as I've gotten older, is how much my aesthetic taste has changed.  It's noteworthy to me because when I was younger, I thought I knew myself pretty well.  I knew what I liked and why I liked it and I couldn't imagine that would ever change.  Those of you who have been down this road can go ahead and start pointing and laughing now.

The younger me was drawn to things that were, well, fussy.  Think dried floral wreaths and Laura Ashley bedding.  Cute was a big factor.  Now, I want clean.  I want simple.  This photo from Regan Baker Design is a pretty good representation of my current style.  I love the simple, serene feeling of it.  The paint colors look like soft linen and it's somehow classic and modern at the same time.  I like to think of it as "beach casual".

Of course, this set photo from "Something's Gotta Give" has become downright ubiquitous and almost cliché, but I still love it.  Everything is neutral, yet, still has great character.  It's hard to imagine ever getting sick of this grouping and if for some reason you did, it would be easy to fix with some new pillows and maybe a new area rug.  Another thing that grabs me every time is the detailed woodwork.  The paint colors are not competing with the molding detail, but rather enhance it through subtle shadowing.  The piece of art over the mantle is wonderful and it's almost as if the rest of the room were designed to fade into the background so you will notice the piece.  Sublime.  The more art I collect, the less interested I am in having my decor compete with it.  The art is the star, not the wall itself.

In my own little universe, I added some more calm to my new living room/studio by saying goodbye to a truly tragic coffee table from a previous life (that LAM had always silently hated) with this overstock.com linen storage ottoman.  It's a coffee table!  It's a bench!  It's a place to stash things I don't want anyone to see!  It's also a great color and pretty well made for the price.

Lately, I've been on a mission to remove floral patterns from my house.  This is one of the things that I loved as a younger person, but no longer have any affection for whatsoever.  The throw pillows on the couch were floral, old and not washable.  They needed to leave.  A trip to Ikea to procure an Alex flat file (this sort of deserves its own post, so I won't go on about it here), revealed these tie pillows.  Yes, Ikea.  Ok, I realize some of you may love the Swedish box store and I don't hate it, but we have a sort of love/hate relationship.  They suck you in with good styling and then you look a little closer and it's well, not always what it's cracked up to be.  There are a few choice pieces that go the extra mile, however and this collection of throw pillows hit the mark perfectly.  Beachy, serene, washable.

One thing that should never be missed whenever visiting any Ikea is their cafeteria, because I always find some neat thing that I've never seen or tried before.  Case in point, this sparkling pear soda.  I saw the can from across the room and thought, "Wow, what a great package design!".  I love the white can with the acid green pear and the stuff inside, is well, it's like crack.  Possibly the yummiest fruit beverage I've ever had.  It's a good thing you can't find it anywhere else, because at 50grams of sugar per serving, it's uh, not low in calories, but the perfect thing to fuel you up for hiking around the store (that counts as cardio, right?).

~ESM

A Study in Contrasts

Strange things are a foot in Philadelphia this morning.  It started snowing like crazy just as I was getting ready to leave for the office and right about that moment, I noticed that this azalea had seemingly also taken that opportunity to begin blooming as though its life depended on it.  'Cause it sorta did...  This poor plant has been hanging out in my kitchen garden window for the last two years and each week I would look at it and try to decide whether to water it or throw it away (it looked that bad).  Recently, it seemed to somehow find a second wind and after over a year of nothing whatsoever, voilà!

On another slightly unrelated, but surprising note, I noticed yesterday that my supply of paper checks was getting low.  While I detest the idea of writing a check and putting it in the mail, it is still a necessary evil from time to time.  Ordering checks has always frustrated me since the offerings both from my bank and various online check printers was well, a vomit-worthy design nightmare.  More often than not, I would go the blue safety route, refusing to have something printed with my name on it that also contained kittens, rainbows, country vistas, religious and/or inspirational messages, or retina-searing patterns.  And then I found these:

Found at Checks in the Mail, these were a refreshing breath of fresh air.  Hopefully, LAM won't protest over the pink ones too much.

An Absolute Steal

Ah, the iconic Hermès Birkin bag.  Women everywhere lust after this potentially financially disastrous (unattainable fo rmost of us) piece of fashion history.  But why?  What is it about this bag that evokes such a visceral response?  For me, it's the structure of it.  It's so buttoned up.  Honestly, that is what I love about it, which makes me scratch my head every time I see one that is unbuckled.

I don't know whether it's just plain laziness, or a devil-may-care attitude (I'm lucky enough to be able to afford this bag, therefore I can't be bothered to keep it buckled) or if it's really not supposed to be latched--you know, like a trench coat belt.  Since I am the kind of person who likes things to be neat and orderly, if I owned this bag (and I am NOT holding my breath), I would drive everyone nuts waiting for me to button it up every time I needed to open it.  Yes, I am that person who stands in front of you in stores holding up the line to neatly fold my receipt and place it in my wallet.  I would apologize, but I'm not sorry.  Neatness counts.

See how Princess Grace looks?  No sloppy buckle for her, no sir.

Hermès has another bag that has Birkin level utility, if not intense snob appeal that solves the buckle issue by not having one.  Enter the Garden Party:

Perfect, isn't it?  Well, maybe all except the price tag, which is still in the stratusphere.  If you were a very good girl and saved all your nickels and dimes, this little gem might be attainable with some well-calculated retail abstinence.  The good news is that you don't have to.  Why, you ask?  Because J McLaughlin has perfected it and it's on sale!

Enter the Mia tote.  The two bags are almost exactly identical (there are two side snaps on the Mia as well, you just can't see them.  LAM picked this up for me to carry to work (you know briefcase/purse/carry-on) bag that does everything.  HE actually fell in love with it and decided that I had to have it.  It is positively scrummy with the softest leather I have ever felt, nice little brass feet, a lovely brushed lining, organizer pockets inside and deceptive capacity (you could carry a small child in this bag, yet it doesn't feel huge).  I expect to use and enjoy mine for a very, very long time.

~ESM

The Happy Zone

Finally, at long last, I've managed to both carve out a corner of sanity and give purpose to a space that previously had none.  If you'll forgive the lousy lighting in this photo, I wanted to show what the space looked like while I was in the middle of working on a new piece and in a state of zen, and had completely lost track of time.  After many fits and starts, my new table and stool are finally installed, as well as the little LED bendy light that I mentioned earlier.  The light works well, but as I suspected, does not throw off a lot of light.  It is good for adding some extra light directly onto a work in progress, or as I mentioned before, illuminating from underneath.  The magnet is STRONG, so I can attach it to any metal surface and it's not going to fall and it does take batteries if you want to use it without the cord.  I did not know this when I bought it, so it was a nice surprise.  Since I have a day job, I am working here 90% of the time when it's dark outside.  I put the table in front of the window so that on the rare occasion I am working during the day, I can soak up as much light as possible, as well as gazing out the window and watching the world go by.  I'm still moving things around to try and find the best lighting solution.  Honestly, it's driving me crazy.  I feel like Goldilocks--this one is too bright, this one is too soft, this one distorts colors, etc. So far, this setup (as strange as it looks) seems to work pretty well, but could be a smidge better.  Still, I'm not complaining.  The mirror helps reflect what there is in a sort of non-threatening way.  Another unanticipated good thing is the shape of the seat on the stool.  It is wide enough that I can sit indian style and I find myself doing this more often than not.  Weird, I know.

I had a little bit of unexpected free time yesterday, so I treated myself to a couple new watercolor wash brushes.  Since my existing collection is from high school (I wish I were exaggerating, but I'm not), a couple new tools were desperately in order.  I love these Princeton Neptune Aquarelle wash brushes.  They work, feel and look fantastic.  I love how the handles look like sea glass.  Good tools really do make things so much nicer!

~ESM

A Stupendous Boy

I know I've mentioned this guy before from time to time, but I had a conversation with one of my etsy customers yesterday that compelled me to mention him again.  She had recently lost her Border Collie and had purchased one of my cards as a tribute to her late companion.  Before I tell you how these cards came to be, allow me to back up for a minute.  The cards were a tribute, not just to Nick, but to all great dogs everywhere.  Nick came into our lives almost completely by accident.  He was a rescue--"found" in a rowhouse in the Mayfair section of Philadelphia with his three brothers, about 30 other dogs and 80 cats.  It was just about the worst animal hoarding situation I had ever heard of.  Suffering from sarcoptic mange, the animals were distributed to various shelters and rescues.  Nick and his brothers made their way to Mid Atlantic Border Collie rescue, a group we had adopted Zoe from a couple years earlier.  Zoe is in the background of this photo and it says a lot about her.  She prefers to be in the background and detests having her picture taken.  When she came to us (she has her own story) she was a neurotic mess.  Afraid of absolutely everything but other animals, we worked hard to socialize her and ease her fears, but we could only bring her so far.  She needed another dog in the house.  She needed cannon fodder.  She needed Nick.  Nick fears NOTHING and I really, really mean that.  He is awesome and he knows it.  Life and everything and just about everyone is also awesome as far as he is concerned.  The director of the rescue thought he was just what Zoe needed and she needed to get him out of her facility.  Because of his mange, he was quarantined outside.  By December, he had recovered, grew some of his hair back and needed to be inside and learn some manners.  The problem was LAM.  He didn't think we needed another dog.  We agreed to "foster" Nick, with hopes that the match would stick.  Needless to say, he never left.  We named him "Quick Nick" after BMW Formula One driver Nick Heidfeld (and because we got him at Christmastime, it seemed to fit).  He also, like all Border Collies, runs insanely fast.

Since Nick feels compelled to participate in every human activity that there is to offer, I bought him this costume to help me pass out candy on Halloween.  I'm not a big fan of dressing dogs, but he absolutely revels in wearing his "supersuit".  I suspect all of the neighborhood kids going ga-ga over him may have something to do with it.  When I took this picture, I couldn't get over how full of himself he looked and that gave birth to the following drawing:

Which turned into a greeting card...

And a fridge magnet.  Sadly, I don't know many people who have magnetic refrigerators anymore, but they stick great on office filing cabinets!

Since putting these up in my etsy shop, I have received so many wonderful letters and messages from customers letting me know how much they enjoy the image, either in tribute to a companion who has passed or as a reminder of one who is still with them.  Not surprisingly, many of them are rescues.  I treasure each and every comment that I receive and always love hearing stories about other people's pets and the wonderful things they bring to all of our lives.

~ESM

Dreaming of pleasant things

This is the sort of day we're having in Philadelphia.  It's insanely cold.  Some of us had to get up anyway and get on with our day.  Others did not.  Since I could not stay under the duvet with Nick, I decided to share some things that have popped up on my radar that are keeping my mind off of the fact that I'm freezing.

First, this is one slick little gadget.  The iclooly phone handset is a great way to use/charge your smartphone on your desk or nightstand.  Since just about everything in my life is controlled by this little white box, I am never without it and never want the battery to go dead.  The handset also solves the problem of not being able to hold my phone between my shoulder and ear.  I hate bluetooth devices and lets face it--a good old fashioned handset is just better when you're sitting at a desk and don't need to move around.  As an added bonus, you can use the phone while talking--Facebook, Twitter, etc.

I don't need an excuse to buy books--not ever, but these cloth bound Penguin classics simply took my breath away.  What a wonderful gift for a young person!  My favorite design is the Sense and Sensibility cover, but they are all lovely.  Fab.com is having a deal on sets.  This would be a great purchase to stash away for a birthday or next Christmas or just to add something gorgeous to your library or table top.

In keeping with the book theme, I have wonderful blogger PVE turned me on to this gorgeous recipe binder.  My recipes are currently housed in an old book that is...um...not pretty.  This is definately on my list.  Since my recipe book sits propped on my counter about 90% of the time, it would be nice if it were something that I enjoyed looking at on a regular basis.  Found at Sugar Paper.

And there is scent...

A recent trip to Blue Mercury turned me on to Lafco candles.  I was really blown away, not just by the scrumptious scents (and there are tons of them), but the gorgeous hand blown glass jars.  This is a candle jar that you will never throw away since it would make a great pencil holder, vase, or as my father would say, "thing to put things in".  The Duchess Peony would make a lovely Valentine's Day gift.

Unfortunately, this photo does not do this candle justice.  The light blue greens in this glass are stunning in person and would make the perfect addition to your beach house (or as a hostess gift to someone else's!) or to simply have in your home and dream of the beach.

Lastly, this color has been popping up on my radar a lot lately.

Something between a lavendar and light blue--this is a flattering color on just about anyone, particularly blondes.  Seriously has me dreaming about warmer weather.  The Graham Pastel Studded Wrap is the perfect piece to transition into spring.

~ESM

After the fact

I suspect I am not alone in that every year I feel a sense of let down once all of the Christmas decorations are packed away.  Where surfaces were once covered with a warmth and glow, everything now suddenly seems stripped bare and completely devoid of character in the wake of their removal.  I have, for the last several years, subconsciously counteracted this by re-arranging decor, trying to organize better and adding a few small items that make life in general a little bit better.

This year, I found myself in a local gem of a store, The Little House Shop in Wayne.  It is a classic breath of fresh air in a world of trendy, disposable home goods.  The inventory reads almost as though it was taken directly from the "Displaying the Loot" page of The Official Preppy Handbook.  All cliches aside, it is a great place to go if you want something nice that you will enjoy for a very long time.

The inside of the store is warm and soothing and the staff are kind and helpful.  It's the sort of place you can get lost in and completely forget about time in general.

My big find (or I should say solution to a very annoying problem), was a small basket with slatted sides.  I keep the charging cords for my phone and iPad near a small table in the breakfast room.  The problem here is keeping them ON the table, which they almost never are unless they are plugged into something with weight.  Besides looking awful, having cords draped on the floor is just plain dangerous.  The basket solved this problem perfectly since I could slide the cord ends through the slats, they stay in place and now I have a place to stash the items being charged and looks fairly neat and presentable.

The next undertaking had to do with my new found orchid addiction.  I love having fresh flowers in the house, but buying them to watch them die after five days or so was not only getting to be depressing, but seemed like a waste of money.  Enter Trader Joes and their extremely reasonably priced orchids.  The blooms last exponentially longer than a nice bouquet for roughly the same price.  Even longer, if you are better than I am at keeping things alive, but I digress.  I bought a fresh specimen to spruce up my desk, but it came in a simple clay pot that was neither attractive to look at or friendly to the surface of my desk.  I didn't have an extra cache pot, so I headed over to Valley Forge Flowers, which is sort of a sister store to The Little House Shop.

In addition to being a traditional florist, they sell a variety of horticultural oriented home goods, preserved boxwood topiaries of all shapes and sizes, soaps, lotions, candles and a wide variety of unusual cache pots.

They also have a great little gourmet cafe and coffee bar.

This perfect little black painted pot came home with me and makes my work space a much happier place.  I can almost forget about how awful the panelling on the wall looks.  That's the next project.  Stay tuned.

~ESM