This is a tribute to my dear friend Lara. We’ve lived in two different cities together and recently she helped me move halfway across the country to yet another home away from home. I am thankful to have such a sweet, creative, intelligent friend who provides so much joy + inspiration in my life.
We didn’t have much time for road trip photos, but we managed to snap a few of the in between moments. Here Lara is making me laugh as we use the remaining produce in the refrigerator to make what turned out to be a very “Earthy” juice for the road trip.
Lara helped unpack, too! She’s a real trooper. And the best part is that she let me dress her up and style her for some photos with all the random stuff we unpacked. Ain’t she something else!?
Lara recently challenged me to do the #stopdropandyoga challenge. In response I created these two yoga videos below for her this week. They include two songs that we listened to on repeat while on our road trip. They’re very meditative and somewhat sleepy songs, so I’m not sure how we stayed awake with this soundtrack while traveling through the dark, lonely roads of eastern Utah, but somehow we managed.
Song – “Asleep” by The Smiths
Song- “Magpie to the Morning (Bonus Track)” by Neko Case
If you like yoga and are in the San Diego area please take my friend Lara’s Ashtanga class at Namaste Pacific Yoga and Wellness Center in Hillcrest. Her class is challenging, restorative, and you’ll be just as mesmerized as I am by her Southern charm.
I’m deeply saddened by the departure of a co-worker friend. Today was the first day that I did not have her by my side at work. I miss her support, her laughter and her impeccable eye for detail. I saw that her name tag was still up, her cube empty, and I felt hollow inside. I was tempted to take her name tag but the facilities personnel would probably discover me clinging to it desperately. Her departure leaves an empty space and I honestly felt like crying today at work. At least she is moving on to an exciting opportunity and I’m very proud of her! It’s amazing how having someone that you click with can make the toughest work load seem light. Not too long ago we took a moment to escape from a hectic-microsoft-excel-overdosed-day and enjoyed the view of a double rainbow outside our office.
On another day she left a banana sitting out on her desk and I drew a sweet little face on it to greet her when she arrived. She snapped this photo below.
And she also helped rekindle a favorite hobby of mine- making burlesque-esque costumes! She asked for some assistance with a Halloween costume that she knew she wanted to wear again, but it needed a few more finishing touches. Here are some shots of her Katy Perry-esque bra (I sewed and glued on the furry “icing” with some remnant fabric). We could not stop giggling when we saw this costume come to life. I want to make more of these and I’m thankful that she rekindled my passion for this craft. Thank you AEL!
Recently I also came across some photos that another friend posted on a social network site of some burlesque bras that I made for her a few years back. I was so pleased to see that not only are they still being used for burlesque performances, but also that they’ve held up to the wear and tear over the years (they’re 3 – 5 years old)!
Making more burlesque costumes will definitely keep my spirits up!
We had an automobile painting project to do this past weekend and I grabbed a few rags to have handy for any unwanted spills. As it turns out this t-shirt has history and I wasn’t quite ready to let it go yet. This t-shirt used to belong to my friend Brandon. We worked at a vintage furniture store together for a few years and he wore this super-soft brown t-shirt often. When I think of him, he is wearing this t-shirt. A few years back we went to a clothing swap at his house and my husband scooped up Brandon’s faded tee. Donald wore it to shreds as he does with all of his favorite clothing items.
Since we’ve developed the habit of getting rid of something anytime we buy or take in something new, the brown t-shirt eventually made it to the cleaning rag pile not too long ago. It sponged up a splatter here or there and at some point one sleeve was cut off for a separate cleaning project. When I pulled out Brandon’s t-shirt this time around it demanded to be tried on. It felt so comfortable, soft and perfectly worn. I wore it for two days while working on the auto painting project. We took a few photos to commemorate the last days of this t-shirt’s life. All of our giggling about the t-shirt this weekend reminds me of a favorite series of photographs by Hana Pesut.
Hana photographs couples twice- once in their own outfits and again wearing each others outfits against the same background. The results are humorous and endearing. I will post some of my favorites from her series below. If you’d like to see more please visit Hana Pesut’s blog, her website, or perhaps make a donation to her switcheroo book project (link here and video posted below). You can donate $5 and receive a hug from Hana herself!
P.S. Dear Hana, I donated today! I love your work- it makes me so happy.
This year one of the funniest Christmas cards we received was from my Aunt Margaret. The front of the card was peppered with die-cut snowflakes and it read, “Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let is Snow.” Inside she wrote, “Kathleen & Donald, It does snow.”
It was a simple reminder for those of us nestled along the southern Pacific Coast that December can be a very dark and ferociously cold month.
Although, I have to admit that I was freezing when we took these photos below for our card this year. I can hear my family and friends scoffing about this statement from 2,000 miles away. My inner Chicagoan is taunting me as well. This is exactly what I love and miss about my Midwestern crew- their humor, wit, pragmatism, honesty and authenticity.
My husband’s bike-to-work outfits are totally unique and really make me smile. This outfit reminded me of the Great Gazoo so I embellished the photos so that he’d have the unreliable sidekick to join him for the ride. If I had to bike up Torrey Pines Hill for 1.5 miles with an average grade of 6.5% I’d channel the powers of the Great Gazoo too.
and away we go to serve the prehistoric dum-dums…!