I really need to work out the kinks in my blog. First off, I'm not even entirely sure what my blog is about. It kind of started out as a DIY-esque fashion blog, then transitioned into other DIY projects, then it turned into me raving about what furniture I wanted but would never acquire. There's just an incohesive jumble of art, fashion, DIY, and decor kind of jumbled together here. How very inconsistent of me.
Well let's see. What are my interests you ask? I love plants, art, and crafting. That pretty much narrows down my interests.
Plants are great! They're so green and lovely and diverse and great for climbing and great for food and look lovely in a vase on the table and fun to plop in your garden and watch it grow. Plants are beautiful, and my obsession with them won't be dwindling any time soon.
Art is awesome. And I'm not talking about that really obscure art (but if that's your thing more power to you). Be it well known mediums like drawing or painting or sculpting, art is so diverse and indefinably beautiful. Art can be found in wood working, in glass work, sewing, weaving, music. I like tangible art with a creative spark or an interesting message. I like creative uses of colors and shapes and forms. I like art that obviously had some effort and thought put into it. I love seeing an idea manifest itself into a physical form via the artist.
Crafting is an art of it's own. Sewing, knitting, crocheting, painting, jewelry making, woodworking...Crafting to me means making something yourself instead of buying it, or adding personal touches to an item to make it more suited for your tastes. Embroidering an edge to a sweater, knitting your own hat, making a terrarium, or painting a side table. Crafting projects can be as big or as small as you want them to be.
I'll do my best to focus more around themes. I also need to get in the habit of posting more personal pictures, and of my surroundings.
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
100th Post
I haven't blogged in over a week. And that was just to say that I was going to San Francisco, which by the way was super fun and amazing. Ok, break down of my trip...
The boys picked me up at my place around 5:20, and after some hours of driving, listening to mixed CD's, and laughing at bad drivers, we arrive at our little motel at around 1. We check in, settle in, and after a rest, we go out and get some food. Our original plan was to check out this seafood place, but after seeing the outrageous prices, we settle on a pizza joint. Best decision ever! They had great pizza. It was in little Italy just past Chinatown, and it was one of those hole-in-the-wall places. They had great music, great food, and awesome service. The rest of the day is just a blur of exploring Chinatown and other parts of the city.
Friday was the big day. This was the main reason we came to San Fran. After a stepping literally next door from our hotel to this breakfast nook for a delicious all American breakfast cooked by an old Chinese woman, who happened to be the only one in the kitchen cooking to feed the entire restaurant, and after leaving a generous tip, we head across the Bay Bridge to Oakland. After a Jamba Juice, we head over to the Oakland Oracle at around 3:50. Our friend, not interested in the event, drops my boyfriend and myself off, and the two of us head over to find the line. After some assessment, we find that we are within the top 40 people in line. Thousands will follow soon. We anxiously wait for the doors to open at 8. Finally, after hours of sitting of hard concrete, the front of the line begins to stand, and everyone behind them follows. Slowly, the security gaurds let us in after a quick pat down. After a scan of our tickets and wristbands slapped onto our left wrists, we quickly head over to the stage. We are within the 2nd row of people! Another hour of waiting ensues until the start of the show. Finally, the lights dim, the crowd cheers, and the band steps out. The Arctic Monkeys are no more than 20 feet away from my face. After some loud cheering and live music, they disassemble and allow for the next band to come up. The main event. The reason we came out to city. The Black Keys! They rock out for an hour or so, and it is pure, musical bliss.
The rest of the trip included a trip to the Golden Gate National Park, where we saw a small number of bison; driving down Lombard street, that extremely windy road that San Fran is famous for; driving over the infamous Golden Gate Bridge; riding through Sausalito; and lots of great food with the help of Yelp. Overall, the trip was fantastic. And like any good trip, it was over much too quickly.
The boys picked me up at my place around 5:20, and after some hours of driving, listening to mixed CD's, and laughing at bad drivers, we arrive at our little motel at around 1. We check in, settle in, and after a rest, we go out and get some food. Our original plan was to check out this seafood place, but after seeing the outrageous prices, we settle on a pizza joint. Best decision ever! They had great pizza. It was in little Italy just past Chinatown, and it was one of those hole-in-the-wall places. They had great music, great food, and awesome service. The rest of the day is just a blur of exploring Chinatown and other parts of the city.
Friday was the big day. This was the main reason we came to San Fran. After a stepping literally next door from our hotel to this breakfast nook for a delicious all American breakfast cooked by an old Chinese woman, who happened to be the only one in the kitchen cooking to feed the entire restaurant, and after leaving a generous tip, we head across the Bay Bridge to Oakland. After a Jamba Juice, we head over to the Oakland Oracle at around 3:50. Our friend, not interested in the event, drops my boyfriend and myself off, and the two of us head over to find the line. After some assessment, we find that we are within the top 40 people in line. Thousands will follow soon. We anxiously wait for the doors to open at 8. Finally, after hours of sitting of hard concrete, the front of the line begins to stand, and everyone behind them follows. Slowly, the security gaurds let us in after a quick pat down. After a scan of our tickets and wristbands slapped onto our left wrists, we quickly head over to the stage. We are within the 2nd row of people! Another hour of waiting ensues until the start of the show. Finally, the lights dim, the crowd cheers, and the band steps out. The Arctic Monkeys are no more than 20 feet away from my face. After some loud cheering and live music, they disassemble and allow for the next band to come up. The main event. The reason we came out to city. The Black Keys! They rock out for an hour or so, and it is pure, musical bliss.
The rest of the trip included a trip to the Golden Gate National Park, where we saw a small number of bison; driving down Lombard street, that extremely windy road that San Fran is famous for; driving over the infamous Golden Gate Bridge; riding through Sausalito; and lots of great food with the help of Yelp. Overall, the trip was fantastic. And like any good trip, it was over much too quickly.
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
San Fran
We're off to the hilly city, "we" being myself, my boyfriend, and our friend. My boyfriend and I are about to witness not only the live performance by The Black Keys, but the Arctic Monkeys as well! We've been planning for this trip for months now, and finally, FINALLY we will be leaving tommorow at 5am on our way to San Fran. After an epic performance, we will all be spending the rest of the weekend exploring San Francisco, getting fat off of clam chowder and beignets (French donuts).
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