The new year is in full swing, and I am planning for 2014 like a mad woman! List after list after list are all taking form in my notebook as plans and ideas are carefully laid. Sometimes things just don’t feel real until I’ve written them down, you know?
Nike Schröder’s most recent exhibit, Transition, is stunning. Schröder has a way with string that I’ve never seen before, each piece seems at once calculated and haphazard. If you’re in L.A. and would like to see it for yourself swing by Walter Marcel Gallery!
These aren’t you grandma’s florals, that’s for sure. (Unless your grandma is prone to wearing a floral bikini, in which case I would like to make her acquaintance.) Sweet, bold, and everything in between – there’s no wrong way to wear this patterned trend!
It’s almost time! Alt Summit is only a few weeks away and I’m sure everyone’s wardrobe planning is in full swing. For the third year in a row I’ve put together a little wardrobe planner and packing list for you to download and get organized with. It’s helped me massively every year, I don’t overpack (can you say carry-on?) and I know exactly what I’ll be dressing in for each day and event saving valuable time. You can download the 8.5 x 11″ file right here.
Thanksgiving planning is in full swing! Notes are being made, grocery lists compiled, and the stress is building. We all know there’s no such thing as a stress-free holiday. But all of this got me thinking, if I had a group of fairies or elves or something magical that could cook, this is the sort of Thanksgiving I would like. Nothing terribly fancy, just a lot of good food and good company and a little decor to keep things festive. In other words, my dream Thanksgiving. (Links follow at the end.)
I love this photographofPete from sometime in the early ’80s. It’s how I remember him best, with no confused look in his eyes and a shock of wavy (though receding) hair. These were the days he spent teaching me how to hit a ball and appreciate underducks on the swings in the park behind our homes. The good ‘ol days, for sure.
Once again, three months has brought lots of change.
First and foremost, at the end of August we hired a daytime caregiver. Her name is Crystal and she’s 25 and contagiously bubbly, which puts Pete in a good mood of his own most days. She’s with him a little longer each day than I was, allowing all of us (me, my mom, and my stepdad) to go back to our full work routines. I spent the first three days of her employment with the two of them, hoping for a smooth adjustment. And on the third day when I explained to Pete that I would see him the next week instead of tomorrow he said, “If you gotta go, you gotta go!” A good sign if there ever was one.
Secondly, my mom closed up Pete’s Pennsylvania home early last month. After several trips back spent weeding out twenty year old receipts and other junk, it was time. Plenty of furniture was given away and his car was sold. Everything else was boxed up, loaded onto a moving truck, and sent into a storage unit here until we can root through it all. Of course Pete has no idea all of this has happened, though the only houses he asks about these days are boyhood homes.
I’ve gone back to freelance graphic design and blogging on my own time, instead of hurriedly in the evening hours. It’s good. And though I thought there would be a modicum of guilt attached to this moment, there really isn’t. I know that I did my best job helping Pete for as long as I could. And now it’s nice to visit for Sunday dinners instead of being the one telling him he can’t do something he wants.
So for now this will be the last Pete update. I cannot even begin to thank you all for your kind comments and emails and shared stories and words of wisdom. They mean more to me than you’ll even know. This site was never meant to be a story of the trials and tribulations of my life, but I’m so happy that when it took a tiny turn in that direction you were there as always.