Happy Weekend + Hi, from Nashville!

I'm spending this long weekend with my family in Tennessee. We're on our way to the folk festival right now but thought I'd pop in and show you my new hair cut! Short and way blonder. I'm liking it I think. Have a fun weekend!

Deep thought thursday...

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Take a look: Saffron Marigold.

After reading Kimia's post about her gorgeous new Indian bedspread, I was inspired to say a few words about my own. About a month ago I decided that I wanted to revamp my bedding--new sheets, new pillows, new comforter...the whole kit and kaboodle. I searched the normal websites...Pottery Barn, West Elm, Anthropologie, etc and just wasn't finding anything that great. Then I got on Pinterest and stubbled upon these throw pillows and shams with the most wonderful patterns. That's how I found Saffron Marigold.

Saffron Marigold uses the traditional Indian wood block printing craft for all their textiles, so their bedding and linens are hand-printed one magnificent inch at a time. They mirror the philosophy behind the “slow clothes movement” wherein textiles are created with an eye to safeguarding traditional crafts and the human impact on production rather than mechanized mass production. I love this whole concept. I feel like my new duvet cover is a one of a kind work of art!

Bonus: when I received my bedding (very quickly I might add) the receipt came in an envelope made from homemade paper and had a had a handwritten 'thank you' note inside. Love.

(photos via me; Saffron Marigold)

Bits of my weekends...

My weekend days have consisted of a lot of record listening, meal fixing, ice cream eating and activities that require not leaving the house very often. It's been nice. I did get out a few times--a CD release party at the Bluebird followed by a dance party at Lost Lake, Steuben's for dinner, a new spot for brunch. I said goodbye to friends and got a surprise homemade gift (picture 4). My room is looking pretty good if I do say so myself...we got the box springs through the balcony (picture 1), my new bedding arrived (picture 2) and my desk area is all organized (picture 8). Everything is coming together!

Have a lovely weekend!

A shorter weekend post today. I swear I'll make it up to you! Work has been busy which has made getting over this cold harder than usual. I feel I'm over the hump though. I did get over 8 hrs. of sleep last night which felt fabulous! I have zero plans for the weekend. I suppose we are still doing the last bit of unpacking so there's that-- hopefully sleeping in and getting outside a bit. I've been cooped up all week!

Look...

DIY: record sleeve bunting!

EAT: this pie.

Cute little cat ears ring.

Aren't treerings fantastic?

Shh don't tell-- looking forward to fall.

Best friends, often dress the same.

This is love.

Works on paper.

Another amazing treehouse.

WATCH: The beekeeper and her bees.

READ: Got a girl crush.

(photo via summer goals)

*Update-- How strange is this? Same title, same picture? I must be getting psychic brain waves from Joanna :) The blog world is a funny thing.

Deep thought thursday...

Sorry about my absence this week. I've been feeling crummy. That summer cold going around got to me and in my non-work hours I've been trying to take it easy. Rest well my dears.

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Take a look: The Burning House.

It's an age old question. What belongings would you grab in the face of a fire? Well, Foster Huntington decided to really document this question in a series of photographs which are quite fascinating. He asked people from age 10 to 91 to display their things for one simple yet extremely telling photo. He found that the word 'irreplaceable' often changes meaning with age. And to one lady, it meant everything but her own life...

I asked myself what can I say from this—what good can come out? The only good thing is that you realize whatever you possess are THINGS. And so it's not easy to replace anything you've painted, but—they are THINGS. You—alive! The best thing you have is your life, you see? And this is why now, in my old age, I feel if anything happens…

I mean there are certain things—like you might have a certain brush, but you can work it out and get another one, you know. Almost anything is replaceable, except your life. And that is what's important.

– Iiona Royce Smithkin, 91, a real life fire victim (pictured in the final photo)

*I'm curious, what would you grab? I would have to say my cameras, photos, hard-drive and laptop would be top on my list. Along with some thrift store finds I consider to be 'priceless'. Maybe I'll post my own Burning House photo sometime this week*

(via the anthropologist)