4/18/12

MOTHER'S DAY

Mother’s Day is just a few weeks away. All I really want is a few extra minutes of sleep and a shower that lasts longer than 5 minutes.  And, if it can be arranged -- a homemade asparagus + goat cheese omelet (with croissant on the side), a mimosa (sipped through stripy straw while lounging in bed flipping through a magazine), a (much needed) pedicure, and a family style dinner here.

 Oh, and for my breakfast table to look something like this.




















Serious loveliness.

Is that too much to ask?

| Image via The Party Dress | Photograph by Lena Hyde Photography |



4/12/12

ANTIQUE TACO

I’m feeling frazzled and burnt out. Life, home  repairs, a husband who has barely been home, kiddo illness, designing details for a friend’s wedding, chili making for teacher appreciation week – I have barely managed to shower let alone think about EMMELINE.

And, now instead of editing the web text and updating EMMELINE’s Facebook page – things I should be doing – I am eating a raspberry filled chocolate Easter egg (it’s not even that good), typing this blog post while simultaneously watching a basketball game with Bone, and (mostly) thinking about how excited I am that this place is slated to open in May.














Yeah, that’s right a taco + antique joint.  Two of my most favorite things ever, in my most favorite Chicago neighborhood.  I am beyond excited.  I wish it was open know so I could drown my frazzle in a rosemary spiked margarita.

And how cute is this couple?












Read more about Ashley + Rick and their awesome Antique Taco here

4/6/12

FAVORTIES FRIDAY: DOUGHNUTS

I had a serious sweet tooth while pregnant with Bird. Serious. Dark chocolate, Fanny May Pixies, cupcakes, real cakes, Mexican hot chocolate. Anything with honey. Honey in my tea, on my peanut butter sandwiches, over bananas.

Bird is seven months old now, and I am still craving sugary sweetness.

Maybe that is why I am so obsessed with doughnuts. Especially with doughnuts served from beautiful cake stands. Obsessed!












 | A Season to Celebrate | Butterflyfood  | Two Wedding Belles | Belle Amour |

3/28/12

SO SIMPLE

As much as I loved our wedding (well most of it, anyway) -- if I had to do it all over again, I think I would just head over to the courthouse in a pretty vintage dress, say my vows, kiss my man, and invite friends and family to a big dinner at someplace like this.

Courthouse, kisses, margaritas, honky tonk music, and shots of silver tequila with lime -- sounds good to me.

But maybe I am just thinking that way because I just looked at pictures from this wedding. So simple. Such sweetness. Pure loveliness.


















| spotted on Style Me Pretty | photos by Tana Photography |

3/26/12

LOVELY + LACE

Slowly, over the last few weeks, I have been adding vintage doily's to EMMELINE'S collection. They are harder to find (in good condition) than dishware and furniture -- but I love a good hunt. And every time I see this picture, I know EMMELINE'S collection just would not be complete without millions of lovely lacy doily's!














| One Fab Day |

3/23/12

IT'S LIKE RAIN ...

Yesterday, after noticing deep gray clouds rolling in quickly from the west, I decided to drive to pick up Bone from school -- not wanting to get caught in the rain. I grabbed the umbrella, in case the rain started before we were all back in the car, but crossed my fingers that the rain would wait. It didn't. Just seconds after Bone burst through the double doors onto the playground, the rain started to fall -- cool and light at first, and then quickly -- the way it always does in a rainstorm.

I popped open the umbrella, covered Bird, and called out to Bone to hurry as I started to run to the car. But as I was running, I realized how good the rain felt. It has been unseasonably warm (HOT!) here, the house has felt stuffy and suffocating, and I spent most of the morning/afternoon standing over a steaming sink washing china for EMMELINE. The rain felt cool and crisp, and without thinking about it too much, I ask Bone if we should walk home in the rain. He is seven -- so of course he said YES!

We walked, the water soaking us, making everything feel heavy -- but we just laughed. Laughed at how we looked. Laughed at the sound of our feet sloshing through water and mud. Laughed at the look of wonderment on Bird's face as the rain beat down like a percussion band on the nylon umbrella covering him.

It was impossible, on that walk, not to feel that flicker of childhood magic that is so easy to forget. The flicker of  wonderment at how something so simply -- something like rain -- can be transformed into something extraordinary. Something beautiful. Something magical.

As I dried off back at home, I thought of this wedding I spied a while back on Once Wed, and it was official -- I was smitten with rain and the magical-ness of it. I mean really, aren't these pictures just perfect?