bad day.

apparently that walk this morning ... down the block and around the corner to the market, was just a bit too much.  or maybe she's heard the rumblings about the move?  or perhaps it was the offensive manner in which i tossed cheerios her way?  whatever it was, frances is having a very bad day.

stripes and flowers.

i've spent too much time today talking about finances to have any brain power left. which is maybe why i spent the last hour checking out the resort collections and falling in love with theyskens' theory and stella mccartney, particularly the stripes and floral above.

since we last spoke.

-- we found a DIFFERENT house, signed a contract, had an inspection, and learned the seller's agent is a tart.  all is still well and closing is set for the first week of july, but i'm completely sour on the entire real estate business (except for our field agent, she is a keeper).  i mean really?  STOP FUCKING WITH US.  i hate the games and the back and forth and the lying.  although i am quite happy that the little smoker lady selling the house has someone looking out for her ...

-- we celebrated father's day a week early.  no one seemed to notice though, which was nice of them.

-- there was a ton of in-law time spent in denver.

-- i turned my lt. pink skinny jeans that always looked a little bit, well ok, a lot bad on me, into a fairly decent pair of cut-offs.

-- frances wimped out on every. single. walk. taken in the past few days due to the heat.

-- i made fruity pebble rice crispy treats and realized that if i just PUT THEM AWAY i wouldn't have to eat all of them rightthisveryminute.

-- we sold our second car.  mas' car.  the nicer, newer one that had fewer miles.  but also came with a cloth top, no jedi-like hauling ability and a monthly payment.  we are now the proud owners of one car and an almost house in a city with public transportation.  mas is only a little bit sad (about the car, not the move).

-- i realized that we are due to leave in less than three weeks.  LESS THAN THREE WEEKS.  i'm so excited i could pee.

{the vast wasteland will become one big landscape, 1 by michael cina ... isn't it wonderful?}

if you could live forever, would you?

last night mas and i watched a documentary about ray kurzweil, a documentary that was not very good, and it took us back to that endless conversation we seem to have ... would you live forever if you could?  neither of our answers EVER change and still we struggle to grasp the complete insanity of the other's.  mas is more than sure he'd take on eternity, while i would rather just not fuss with it all.  according to kurzweil we'll be perfectly poised to make this decision in our lifetime (another issue entirely), and mas and i have a wager going, so tell me, would you live forever if you could?

{snowy trees and diamond photo by sarah hermans via the aviary via esb, i've been melting over here the past few days and am looking forward to winter ... already}

summer sparkly.

do you need sparkly keds? do i even like keds?  i'm so confused.

{glitter keds no longer available here - helpful i know, but if you google glitter keds you can find a wide variety of locations that are partially sold out ... via esb}

the pss.

i.e the perfect summer sweater. & i'm a big fan.  

i USED to have a most favorite knit linen hoodie from the gap that i found my freshman year of college, but three years ago, i left it on a beach somewhere in belize while in a rush to get to the dinghy before the rain came.  i have mourned the loss of that sweater ever since, and have tried valiantly to replace it.  five sweaters later, i think i have finally found the winner.  loosely knit, so super airy, and i'm also digging the slight crop and dropped shoulder seems.  it really is perfection.

{vince sweater that i snagged while in dc last week, that can be purchased here}

me, in dc.

1. i've been thinking about chopping my hair for about 2 years now.
2. if i wear enough mascara my eyes might look like that
3. i could go blonde ...
4. i need to buy new city clothes, once i live in a city again, right?
5. i need a change*.

*maybe i should wait until AFTER the move before i make such rash decisions, i mean it might be enough of a change for me, i might want to keep my long hair after that.

{images by olivia graham}

my solution to self defense.

after 19 houses, one failed attempt to make and offer, four nights in dc and too many miles on the prius we have *maybe* figured out where we are going to live.  yay!?  we kind of rushed through the visit of our number one choice this weekend due to scheduling conflicts, so i think i'm going back north with my mom tomorrow to double check/make an offer.  (what? who? a house? for owning? and not moving out of in 18 months?)  there are things that we need to know, like, um does that crapped out ac unit REALLY work? and is that gross red carpet really hiding hard wood?  like hardwood that isn't all rotted out?  and then one last peek at the neighborhood, with a mom, to confirm we aren't crazy for believing our neighbors when they say that their only real complaint is that it gets loud.  though one did admit that there are fights, and the police will be called semi-regularly about those fights.  but it's safe, that was repeated.  they've lived there for four and six years.  they are all our age. one set of neighbors has a baby, and the other set, a garden! if that isn't a glowing review i'm not sure what is.

but mas was kind of skeptical.  so when we returned home from dc last night he did a bit of research on the area, an obscure corner of capitol hill called capitol east, or hill east, or something east ... and while the results were apparently not very helpful, the last thing he said to me before he left for work this morning was : you should look into self-defense classes today.  i smiled, and he said, no seriously look into them, closed the door and left.

i'm totally game for carrying around pepper spray or something, but self-defense classes?  i think i'd just prefer a bike, cut the walking alone at night out altogether. and if i'm going to be biking, i'm going to need a bike.  i mean, i can't be expected to ride my orbea around town, it has clips and i don't do clips in crazy city traffic. so, when i found these, via  design*sponge this morning, i knew it was obviously meant to be.

also i can't say another dog wouldn't be nice.  frances needs a friend to frolic around with in our YARD, which is outside of our HOUSE, which is about five blocks from eastern market and a whopping one block from the metro.  plus it's honest to goodness in our price range and has 2 working wood burning fireplaces and bay windows.

{1.  caferacer  2.  holymoly  3.  vinyl  - all by creme cycles}

eight dollars worth of bathing suit.

 

were you aware that i have thing for bathing suits?  it's more of a sickness really.  i just can't stop myself.  they are very nearly my favorite thing to buy, after shoes, i think ...

anyway, over the weekend mas and i took a last minute trip to asheville, and judging by the number of bathing suit pieces i nabbed and the poundage of button downs he scored i'd say it was worth it.  you see, we happened upon one of those warehouse sales j.crew does every now and then.  they sell madewell denim for $10 and all non sweater shirts for $10.  they also sell bathing suit pieces for two dollars per. 

everything is shoved into boxes or rolling around on the floor, they let you in by the herd, and crazies from the neighboring states come in droves wearing tank tops and leggings for better trying on scenarios - so it isn't exactly the most fun way to shop.  but every once in a while you'll find a nice little dress from barney's, you know, the one j.crew copied, and about 15 boxes of swim separates. 15 boxes of swim separates that are almost all my size.  it gets ridiculous really quickly and i have to put shit back because i am appalled with my want for consumption.  but then i leave with two bathing suits and a need for the beach.  good thing dc is close to the water, no?

can't shake the love of the light and airy.

when i saw these three things pop up one after the other on esb's pinterest, i kind of fell in love.