Wednesday, August 31, 2011

I can see 30...

So, I turned 26 today. Which means in 4 short years, I'll be 30, which means my eggs are going to start dying and then I'll die. Hopefully, some other pretty awesome things will happen in between.

I thought I'd do a cheesy, self-indulgent, who-really-cares post today ALL ABOUT ME. Because it's my birthday, and I can and you can't say anything bad about me. At least don't let me know about it until tomorrow.

So here are 26 facts about me, in no particular order and not guaranteed to be relevant or interesting to anyone but me.


  • In the ten years that I've been driving, I've never gotten pulled over. Not one speeding ticket, warning or otherwise.
  • When I was 10, I had hair down to my butt. I've had (very) short hair for almost ten years, and I can't imagine ever having it long again. Although, occasionally I have dreams about long hair where I brush it and constantly gather it into a ponytail.
  • I adore my cat Mozart as if she were my child.
  • I have, at various times in my life, been obsessed with Ally McBeal, Rosie O'Donnell, Meryl Streep, Gilmore Girls and Parenthood. I may have scrapbooks of some or all of these.
  • I have seen every Meryl Streep movie and recorded performance that I know to exist. I also own all of them. I started checking movies off my list in 2006 and just found the last one (The Deadliest Season) last year.
  • I have three jobs (here, here and here), four Twitter accounts (this one, this one, this one and this one) and three blogs (you're on one, this one and this one).
  • I am an extremely picky eater. I just recently added onions, green olives and water chestnuts to my list of approved foods. I also just recently started eating steak (my meal of choice for tonight).
  • I love New York City and I've been there more than 15 times. My favorite place I've ever been is the Brooklyn Heights Promenade; it's magical.
  • I have terrible eyesight, and perhaps my biggest fear is going blind.
  • The quality I cherish most in myself is my sense of humor. I think I'm hilarious, and you should too.
  • I am a certified cake decorator, but prefer to bake cookies. I'm told that my cookies are wonderful.
  • My man got a New York City subway token set into a necklace for my birthday two years ago, and there have only been four days since that I have forgotten to wear it. Four awful, horrible, no good, sad, necklace-less days.
  •  I love newspapers (The New York Times, please), books and magazines. Trashy tabloids are a great weakness of mine (RIP Borders).
  • I have enormous pupils. I was once told by an optometrist that "in ten years of practicing" he had "never, ever seen pupils as big" as mine. No, I am not on drugs, and thanks for asking.
  • I am very shy at first, hard to get to know, and then impossible to get rid of.
  • I saw Mamma Mia the movie 12 times in the theater. I saw the sing-a-long version once.
  • I love Cape Cod even though I'm not fond of water, haven't owned a bathing suit since I was ten and don't eat seafood. Our guest bedroom is Cape Cod-themed.
  • I would very much like to travel the world. Or at least Germany, England, France, Italy, the Scandanavian countries, Egypt, Russia and Alaska.
  • My choice for top funniest movies of all time: National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation, The Naked Gun, Anchorman, Dumb and Dumber and the Austin Powers trilogy.
  • I just want to be included.
  • I've had some really intricate, really embarrassing, ultimately awesome Halloween costumes (all handmade exclusively by, and for me).
  • Ron Popeil and infomercials have had a very large impact on who I am today.
  • I have some really great, funny, amazing people in my life.
  • My parents are better than your parents.
  • I'm terrified that my eggs will die before I try to have children. I've always known that I wanted to be a mom.
  • Eggs aside, getting older has never bothered me. I've always felt like an old soul. I'm simply catching up with myself.

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE! My parents took exactly two pictures of me on the first day of school as a kid. One before kindergarten, the next before first grade. Then, they obviously gave up.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Danny & Annie

I'm not usually a fan of internet videos (unless they have a cat in them doing funny human things, of course) but lately I've been finding some really great ones. This video, part of NPR's StoryCorp series, is one of the most heartbreaking things I've ever seen/heard. If you don't have at least one tear rolling down your cheek by the end, you're probably not human.


Danny & Annie from StoryCorps on Vimeo.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Beet Cake

I can't resist reposting this video (as seen on Design Mom today) because I'm in love with everything about it — the typography, the transitions, the melting chocolate! Everything that is, except the beets. Can you make beet cake without beets?


beet cake from tiger in a jar on Vimeo.

Friday, August 26, 2011

New York Prints


So I just couldn't resist these letterpressed New York City and Brooklyn snow globe prints from 1canoe2. Hey, thanks to this HOW Magazine article on the shop, I've sold quite a few things this week and can afford a bit of frivolous shopping. Stop judging me.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Let's Kill Something

Just found, and promptly bought, this print from Angryblue. There are few different ink/fade options so you may get one that is somewhere from red, to purple, to orange.

We have two cats, and I'm pretty sure this is all they do all day — I just wish they wouldn't take their bowties off before we got home.


Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Professor Me

I have approximately one hour (and counting!) to figure out how to be a professor — I accepted a part-time faculty position at the University of Akron teaching typography 1 and I'm a little nervous for my first day.

I asked my friends for advice and the most common answer on what makes a professor a professor, seems to be: tweed. Runner ups: sweater vests and elbow patches.


It's supposed to be 82 degrees today, so I'm not exactly heeding that advice, but I do love this jacket and these Converse are especially my style (too bad they're apparently only available in Japan, booooo).

Friday, August 19, 2011

Mollycoddle Soap

Can you believe each one of these is soap? I need those pickle soaps RIGHT AWAY but unfortunately I have to wait till Mollycoddle's shop is back from vacation. I mean, pancakes!?







Ohmigod, SHOES


So I went to Target last night for the first time in a while, and of course I ended up buying many wonderful things, all of which I didn't need (except for maybe the eggs, I really did need that omelet last night).

Target is my Kryptonite — if Kryptonite is a fun and happy place filled with everything you never knew you needed, that doesn't let you out of its doors without taking at least $100 of your money.

None of the things I found are available online (sorry, you'll just have to believe me, they have some great stuff) except for a pair of grey moccasins I bought. I didn't really think of myself as the moccasin-wearing type of girl, but these may be the most comfortable shoes I've ever laid my feet on. Seriously, it's like I'm wearing two bunnies (but synthetic, super soft, no-real-bunny-at-all, bunnies) on my very contented, if a tad warm, feet.

While searching for evidence of all the treasures I bought last night, I got stuck browsing Target's online shoe section and found about a million pairs that I kind of have to have, right now. I narrowed it down to the grey options, because I can't help it, I love grey and you should too.

1. Lace-up Boots (I'm going to buy these like, right now)
2. Flannel Flats
3. Faux Suede Flat Boots 
4. Moccasins (currently making my feet super happy to be feet)
5. Flat Flannel Boots

Oh, and while you're shopping: my birthday is in two weeks, and I'm a size 9.

P.S. I can't say the word 'shoes' without thinking about this.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

We Said Vows...

This could be the absolute cutest wedding video I've ever seen, about a couple who "eloped" at San Francisco's city hall. Grab a tissue (or four).


we said vows. from Jeremy on Vimeo.

(found by this lovely lady)

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Gramercy Park

Is there anything more arrogant and awesome than a privately owned park in New York City that is only accessible by key to a choice few residents?


Nope.

(via the New York Times)

The Art of the Steal



Have you seen The Art of the Steal, a wonderful (and terribly sad) documentary chronicling the fight for the Barnes Foundation and its unprecedented collection of post-impressionistic masterpieces ("more Cezannes than the Louvre")?


The film is completely engrossing and maddening, and I only wish that I could have seen the collection in its home in Merion, PA before its move to downtown Philadelphia, but unfortunately the Foundation is already closed in preparation for the move.


The doc is on Netflix (instant streaming) and I challenge you to watch it and not get incredibly frustrated, angry and immediately join the Friends of the Barnes organization.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Furnace Street

So, we bought a building... Read about it here, and keep up with our progress as we renovate 243 Furnace Street, a cereal mill built in 1893.



EXCITING THINGS, THEY BE HAPPENING.

Friday, August 12, 2011

Ad Boy

I went to pillage Borders of all their design books before they disappear for good, and I found this gem: Ad Boy, filled with tons of wonderful vintage advertising characters. I wish everything I ever design could have an anthropomorphic ice cream cone in it...








Wednesday, August 10, 2011

The Good Life

I couldn't help but repost this amazing cookbook designed by A Friend of Mine (found via design*sponge today). The hand stenciled titles, the vintage linens, the gingham bookmark, all so, so good.

I literally want to not only eat these recipes, but the entire book as well (that preserves page is perfection).

All animals do not sleep or rest in the same way


Shop Update!

In the midst of a few pieces of exciting news — one for the shop (check out the shop feature in the September issue of HOW Magazine!), and one for me — I'm now officially a part-time professor at the University of Akron (eeeek) — I updated the shop for you! Now we can all celebrate!



Globe Bank  |  Wilson's Crate  |  Black Keys  |  Drips  |  Instamatic 104  |  Scotch Bottle  |  and more!

Monday, August 8, 2011

For the Record

My man recently bought a 1960s record player and we've been hunting for our favorites on vinyl every weekend. We've found some goodies so far (Cat Power! Joni Mitchell! Daniel Johnston!), but my favorite record store discovery has to be that, when covered just so, the Simon and Garfunkel Bridge Over Troubled Water album fools you into thinking that Arty G. has a super rad mustache.


 It can't be unseen.


Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Meet Miss Sophie


So, it's no surprise that I love adore cats. I don't have kids yet, dogs are too needy and slobbery for my tastes (exception: Boston Terriers, which I will have — and outfit in a bow tie — someday) and I'm notoriously obsessive. Cats don't have a chance of not being loved by me. Sorry cats.

My mom, however, has always been 100% team dog, but she lives alone now and works long hours, so her dog dreams quickly evolved into the resignation that if she wanted to have a pet, it would have to be a cat. I never thought I'd see my mom in line at PetSmart willingly spending her money on feather sticks and clumping litter, but that day came a few weeks ago.


We walked in with the intention to browse, and walked out with a too-cute-for-words teensy, tiny, itty, bitty kitten. My mom asked for name suggestions, and as I went down the list of Meryl Streep characters (of course), Sophie came out the winner.

So, meet Sophie: my mom's new kitten, who is tearing up my mom's new furniture (and body) with her razor sharp kitty claws but is far too cute to get in trouble for it.


She loves belly rubbins (!), lounging on the printer, and of course, her feather stick. My mom should probably keep a close eye on her because every time I see her adorable, mustachioed face, I come closer and closer to putting her in my purse.

Sorry in advance to Mozart; I feel like I'm cheating on you, but if you saw Sophie, you'd understand (no, she wouldn't... she did see Sophie, and growled at her).