About once every 4 months, I manage to convince [force] the mister to agree to buttermilk pancakes at home. Every weekend otherwise, we participate in the local sport: brunch.
Wesley hanging out next to Stevie behind my new sewing machine.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Sunday Morning
Around the apartment on a lazy Sunday
About once every 4 months, I manage to convince [force] the mister to agree to buttermilk pancakes at home. Every weekend otherwise, we participate in the local sport: brunch.
Wesley hanging out next to Stevie behind my new sewing machine.
About once every 4 months, I manage to convince [force] the mister to agree to buttermilk pancakes at home. Every weekend otherwise, we participate in the local sport: brunch.
Wesley hanging out next to Stevie behind my new sewing machine.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
Tingly Feet
It's been so long since I've done a real trip. I think I might lose it if I don't slake some of this wanderlust.
My street
(more at my London Flickr collection)
My street
(more at my London Flickr collection)
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Takes the Cakes
One of my favorite slipping-from-relevance products is the cake carrier. No longer, I guess, do people bake a cake and need to bring it somewhere in style. The first time I bought myself baking essentials in the city (muffin tins, pie plate, prep cups, etc. etc.), I also grabbed a plastic cake/cupcake carrier so I could transport baked goodies without ruining them.
Of course, it's hideous.
A random blog post somewhere must have informed me that cake carriers were a Thing back in the day, and of course that lead to an Etsy search. Here's the landscape:
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| Hard plastic and gorgeous font |
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| Chrome with matching storage |
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| Metal flowers |
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| More chrome |
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| Teal and steel |
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| Retro enough for you? That's wood grain on copper |
I was rearing for a sexy, sleek cake carrier until BAM—found this one for $10. I'll keep the plastic case for lugging around cupcakes [it has high sides], but give me one hint of the existence of vintage cupcake carriers, and that'll be enough for me.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Fairy Kitchen
While I can't hold a candle to domestic goddess Nigella Lawson or her fairy light'd kitchen...
...I can hang one string of lights for myself. Pretttttty glad this gives me some sexy moodlighting for the cup of tea I'm about to make.
(image)
...I can hang one string of lights for myself. Pretttttty glad this gives me some sexy moodlighting for the cup of tea I'm about to make.
(image)
Monday, February 20, 2012
Sew Sweet
The day has finally arrived. I bought my first sewing machine.
Growing up, my mom always sewed my Halloween costumes and made gorgeous Renaissance dresses for my Madrigals choir. I've occasionally screwed around with her machine, remaking a skirt or hacking together a cushion here or there. A semester of middle school home ec also taught me that I was semi-capable, as long as there was someone to thread the machine for me.
NO LONGER.
Yesterday, I took a sewing 101 class at the Brooklyn Artists Gym (thanks, Groupon!). It was a Come to Jesus, beginning to end, threading to buttonhole deal, and now I feel confident.
After much research, here's my cheapish but good machine, the Singer Talent:
Top Drop In Bobbin or GTFO.
I'm going to start with fixing some hems and making a pillow, but after that—it's on to the big guns.
Two vintage patterns I grabbed from a seller on Etsy.
I've also got my eye on some simple crinoline patterns. And who knew Vogue patterns reprinted their classic "vintage" ones? I'm so looking forward to losing my eyesight and straining my back on these guys.
(image)
Growing up, my mom always sewed my Halloween costumes and made gorgeous Renaissance dresses for my Madrigals choir. I've occasionally screwed around with her machine, remaking a skirt or hacking together a cushion here or there. A semester of middle school home ec also taught me that I was semi-capable, as long as there was someone to thread the machine for me.
NO LONGER.
Yesterday, I took a sewing 101 class at the Brooklyn Artists Gym (thanks, Groupon!). It was a Come to Jesus, beginning to end, threading to buttonhole deal, and now I feel confident.
After much research, here's my cheapish but good machine, the Singer Talent:
Top Drop In Bobbin or GTFO.
I'm going to start with fixing some hems and making a pillow, but after that—it's on to the big guns.
Two vintage patterns I grabbed from a seller on Etsy.
I've also got my eye on some simple crinoline patterns. And who knew Vogue patterns reprinted their classic "vintage" ones? I'm so looking forward to losing my eyesight and straining my back on these guys.
(image)
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Haul
This Christmas's generous gift card to The Brooklyn Kitchen juuuust got spent on all these goodies. Behold:
Blue Chair Jam cookbook, Silpat baking mat, pectin, almond extract, juicer, micro plane, baby cake pans [that's the official name], 4 cup liquid measure, canning tongs, cookie cutter and mini cupcake liners. Whew.
It's everything I had wanted but didn't have the impetus to buy.
Plus, a tortilla press for my taco maker.
At the Meeker Flea Market, I also scored an old liver oil bottle and a $10 ($10!) chrome cake saver. It just needs a little Bar Keeper's Friend and... a cake.
Blue Chair Jam cookbook, Silpat baking mat, pectin, almond extract, juicer, micro plane, baby cake pans [that's the official name], 4 cup liquid measure, canning tongs, cookie cutter and mini cupcake liners. Whew.
It's everything I had wanted but didn't have the impetus to buy.
Plus, a tortilla press for my taco maker.
At the Meeker Flea Market, I also scored an old liver oil bottle and a $10 ($10!) chrome cake saver. It just needs a little Bar Keeper's Friend and... a cake.
Friday, February 17, 2012
Got My Eye On: Edwardian
Of COURSE I bootlegged Downton Abbey before its US debut, of COURSE I adore Edwardian clothing and of COURSE I am constantly on the hunt for tattered white lace garments.
Just a few weeks ago, I came across a stunning white Edwardian dress in a Carroll Garden vintage store. Problem numero uno: $1500. Ah. I did, however, refer to it as the "Victorian ghost child dress" for the rest of the week to my long-suffering boyfriend.
Here are a few lacy, Edwardian-inspired things I could really get into.
Just add a leather jacket and some interesting headgear for the Tavi look.
I suspect her dress is closer to an '80s Edwardian revival, but the effect is what I'm going for.
Or, you know, go full-on actual Edwardian like Harriet from Bright Young Twins.
I assume that lifestyle is in no way expensive or complicated.
Just a few weeks ago, I came across a stunning white Edwardian dress in a Carroll Garden vintage store. Problem numero uno: $1500. Ah. I did, however, refer to it as the "Victorian ghost child dress" for the rest of the week to my long-suffering boyfriend.
Here are a few lacy, Edwardian-inspired things I could really get into.
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| Lace |
Just add a leather jacket and some interesting headgear for the Tavi look.
I suspect her dress is closer to an '80s Edwardian revival, but the effect is what I'm going for.
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| A blouse, perhaps? |
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| Paste brooch (I'm all about paste) |
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| Crochet effect |
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| Ghostly garden party |
Or, you know, go full-on actual Edwardian like Harriet from Bright Young Twins.
I assume that lifestyle is in no way expensive or complicated.
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