Magazine Heaven.

I'm on a printed matter high right now.
Sheer ink and paper bliss.
I ordered all three past issues of Kinfolk, the newest 3191 Quarterly, and the cherry on top, Apartmento.

I know I've talked about this before, but there's something so special about feeling the tangible product in your hands, and seeing an image on paper, not a lit-up screen on your browser.

I've been following these projects and the people behind them for quite a while, and it feels so good to be able to support all of them in one way or another. It doesn't hurt either how pretty they make my bookshelves look.

As much as I love blogs, and all the amazing people behind them, I love the printed word. There's so much  hard work that goes into every single page. I can stay buried in the details in the comfort of my bed sans the laptop that keeps my cat off my chest. It really is like going into another world.

Apartmento

Apartmento magazine.

I've had this on my wish list for God-knows-how-long, and I never took the plunge. It's a super fancy-schmancy lifestyle and interior publication sold in Euros, which, on my side of the world, basically translates to "expensive". I was lucky enough to find it in my mailbox over the weekend. It was gifted to me by Lauren of Susk & Banoo, one of my daily blog reads, after an exchange in the comments section. Receiving a package in the mail is one thing, but getting a package from the UK is glee-inducing.

I spent my Saturday in bed next to the air conditioner poring over the pages. It's full of detailed interviews, artists' spaces, and philosophical ponderings about the spaces we dwell in. All in all, the perfect mix of great writing and photography. Things like these leave me feeling so inspired. It's a great feeling when you manage to find a niche that seems to speak directly to you. 

A to-do list

Yesterday I impulse-bought a cheap $30 men's canvas backpack, a $30 pair of (undetected) ripped linen pants, and a striped shirt-dress from H&M. All impulses, which I should not have done. I plan on returning the backpack and pants tomorrow. The shirt was a mere $12.99 and is staying in my wardrobe. I need to remember not to do stuff like that.

I'm obsessed now with the idea of painting the walls of my bedroom a powdery grey-blue color and re-painting the trim a soft white. I also need to do the ceiling, which is the hardest part.

If I have a limitless supply of energy tomorrow, I plan to: 

Check out Gourmandise Bakery. (possible bike riding opportunity?)

Work on my resume.

Return H&M duds and check out some purses at Dillards.

Go to Home Depot and buy paint. Or at least check out some Benjamin Moore paint chips.

Go to Ikea for double curtain rods and plants for the bathroom. Also, rails and hooks for pots and pans.

Buy bottle of wine for (non-romantic) date with my neighbor. 

Chores...

-dishes

-groceries

-scrub shower (check)

I'll totally admit I added the shower part to the list after I'd already done it. You know, just in case I don't get around to anything else. 

On Film

You know when you're so excited about something, it turns to stomach-knot anxiety? That's totally what happened to me yesterday night when I went to go get these Yunon photos developed. I've had the worst luck with developing film, and I was prepared for the worst, so when I saw these photos, I was giddy to the point of not sleeping afterwards. Can I also say how amazing it is to not have to edit anything in photoshop? That's the beauty of film. All those weird colors and light bleeds.

Last Saturday, I resolved to go on a solo bike ride while Trent was away recording an episode for his weekly podcast. I loaded my backpack with my two cameras, a bottle of water, my wallet, and then (literally) rode off into the sunset. Navigating the neighborhoods in the city on my bike is one of my favorite things in the world. It's exploring at its purist. You see things on a bike you just don't in a car. It's a simple fact.

By sheer coincidence, I was out riding at the same time the ride for the Bike Prom was taking place, and a kind stranger invited me along for the ride. It was beyond exhilarating to ride in such an enormous group, and I met a few really nice people. Some of those girls were wearing heels! Also, I'm 100% resolved now to start putting some love into my rusty Schwinn frame. 

Welcome to the Family

Thrifted this afternoon, a Yunon YN 500 50 mm lens toy camera. 
I'm looking forward to the tangibleness of film again. A couple of years ago I found a very nice film camera that I sold out after months of non-use and sheer frustration at the (expensive) disastrous results. Aside from the aperture setting for shade, semi-shade, and sunshine, there are no tricky settings. A toy camera is so light and careless, and its results are unpredictable and exciting. 

Inspiration

It may be too hot to even look at a coat here pretty soon, but these are some of images that are inspiring me currently in the wardrobe area. Just simple, clean, and classy.
1. Vanessa Jackman 2. Chloe Sevigny's stripes. 3. Modernist Revival 4. Madewell 5. Vanessa Jackman 6. Jennifer Goodwin