Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Inspiration. Show all posts

Monday, October 8, 2012

Evolution of a Sunset

First it looked like this:

Dining Room Chairs, Tidwell Kids, Emily Steele Dress 016

and then it looked like this:

Dining Room Chairs, Tidwell Kids, Emily Steele Dress 017

The only thing that would have made it better was the gorgeous Pacific on the horizon.  Beautiful.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Movie Review: Secret of Moonacre

Secret of Moonacre  had been popping up repeatedly on my Netflix suggestions.  Yesterday I had the good fortune of being miserable enough to find nothing more enjoyable to do than sit on the couch and while away the entire day watching random movies.  This one finally had its day on my computer screen (we don’t have a television).  The film was absolutely delightful.  I will definitely watch it again.  It was humorous, dark, light, very colorful and quite charming.  I found the climax lacked a climax, but its lightheartedness made it a good choice for our whole family (in other words Annaliese found the ending plenty scary while the rest of us just bounced along pleased as punch to be watching a movie in the middle of the week).

My favorite, favorite part was the costumes.  They were gorgeous!  I loved how they took a period movie and made the costumes so very modern and magical.  The construction details were amazing, the fabrics were beautiful, and it was all so delightfully creative.  I seriously want every single one of those dresses hanging in my closet just to look at and be inspired by.  Wow!

If you haven’t seen this movie and have kids I highly recommend it.  If you love sewing I double recommend it.  And if you are like me, who has kids, loves sewing, and can’t soak up enough nineteenth century costume (and early twentieth century), then I triple recommend it.  Again, don’t hold your breath for an amazing ending.  But the journey is well worth the trip.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Blossoms



I wish I had a straw to drink in all that gorgeous color. Enjoy!
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Thursday, April 23, 2009

Thirty Somethings

I love being a thirty something. I loved being thirty the minute it happened, although I was not prepared for the drama that would ensue. Everyone has a different story, but it seems to follow the same basic plot line: mini mid-life crisis. I share this post in the hopes that all of us early-thirty-somethings will find some solace in knowing that we are not alone as we find ourselves suddenly trying to figure out who we are, and then decide if we still want to be the person that we were, or someone new entirely.

When I turned thirty I expected to have it all together, after all, I was an adult - a real adult. I think most of us remember our parents in their thirties. They represented stability and comfort and wisdom. I think that I thought I would suddenly be all of those things when I hit the third decade of my life. To my shock and surprise, I was even more confused about everything than I normally am because there was this sudden pressure to be all put "together".

After a solid year of soul searching I figured out I was just fine to begin with, but now I need to put on a touch more blush (why does the color leave our cheeks???), and start thinking about preventative maintenance for my crow's feet. After talking to girlfriends and following a few good blogs, I realized this "thirty freak out phase" is just a little chapter in a woman's life (particularly full-time homemaking mommies who are desperately seeking validation for the past seven-plus years of diaper changing and piles of laundry that have only gotten larger and more frequent over the years).

Here are the good things that have come from my mini-mid-life crisis:
1. I dress better (no more looking like a sleep-deprived college student who is just trying to make it to her lab on time).
2. The chance to seriously self-reflect and figure out who I really am and who I really want to be.
3. FRIENDS! Why does it feel like I never had them before?
4. I have learned the power of honesty with others - I don't have to be perfect - in fact nobody likes perfect people (hence the discovery of point #3, I think).
5. I like me - even with all of my imperfections. They make me who I am and give me a starting point for all that I want to become.

Those are powerful gifts and, believe me, I have paid a dear price. The happy thought is that we are all in this together (do I hear High School Musical in the background?). I guess I just want to assure each of you that you are not alone (do I hear a Michael McLean song in the background?). This process can be hard and lonely, but it can be the greatest stepping stone if you choose to make the most of it, and not simply try to wait it out. Discover yourself and all that you can be (do I hear an Army recruiting song in the background?). (Oh, my, make me stop!)

Monday, April 20, 2009

The Power of A Dream

If you haven't seen this, you have got to check it out. Anything I say will pale in comparison to simply experiencing this video.

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