a weekend birthday party

I spent all of Saturday baking a cake (with the much needed help of one J. Squizzero. ¬†You have a quarter cake waiting for you in my fridge, FYI), and all of Sunday eating it, recovering from it, and now blogging about it. ¬†It was my dad’s birthday on Thursday and so we celebrated with a lunch party beneath a very aged beech tree.






My dad is always so difficult/fun to find a present for because he claims that he doesn’t need or want anything, and I like that challenge (I’ll spare you my manifesto on gift giving FOR NOW, but suffice to say, I hate giving people things to go through the motion of it. ¬†If you ever get a present from me, rest assured that A LOT of thought went into it, and if you don’t get a gift from me, it’s because I haven’t yet found something perfectly you+me). ¬†For my dad, I always try to do something that will be both meaningful and useful (which often means edible), and since he likes Caprese salads so much, I bought a nice bottle of olive oil and picked up 5 different varieties of basil (sweet basil, lemon basil, Thai basil, African blue basil, and the lovely, purple osmin basil. ¬†Unfortunately, I couldn’t find cinnamon basil or box leaf basil) from the farmer’s market. ¬†They decorated the table while we ate, and were popped in the garden after lunch, shortly before my nap.

The Taming of the Crop Top


My badass teenage cousin Ivy has been rocking crop tops and jorts a lot. ¬†It’s like a happy burst of 1983 every time she comes up on my news feed. ¬†Since I am nowhere near that cool, but want to be, I paired a stripey, boatneck tee from¬†ASOS¬†with a vintage linen skirt and espadrilles. ¬†Because the skirt is of the pre stretch-fabric era and therefore a bit roomy (and looked so dowdy with everything else I tried to wear it with that I couldn’t figure out why I paid 10 bucks for it), it tames the top, and only bares about an inch of midriff. ¬†Balance achieved! ¬†Now the question is, how many crop tops can one have in one’s closet before a line must be drawn? ¬†I bought a bunch to try from ASOS with every intention of returning them…

Seeking inspiration on my kitchen floor…

I found it!  (on the ceiling)

Do you ever just sit or lie down and stare blankly and think? ¬†I do it ALL the time. ¬†I think it gave rise to concern from my parents when I was younger, but having a chance to let my brain go where it will, or go nowhere at all, is a critical part of the creative process for me. ¬†When I’ve got an assignment due, my yoga mat just stays out on the floor with an egg timer next to it.

I never knew how beautiful my ceiling was until that moment a few weeks ago when I was inspired to take this picture.