Cautious Carrot

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{laundry day} Wake You Up to Say Goodbye

It's early, folks. Like, really damn early. Not quite 4 AM yet, and I'm waiting on my shuttle to get to O'Hare. Then it's off on a jetplane to Ecuador, where Joe will meet me at the airport. I'm beside myself with excitement...12 days of exploring, eating, beach-going, Andes-hiking, and best-friend-hanging (one of our closest friends is living in Ecuador, so we get to see him!). It's safe to say that I won't post at all until after I get home, so this little photo-roundup will have to tide you over until I return...

I love the light in this picture (full outfit post to come!)...

Admiring the gnarly, one-of-a-kind fruits of the harvest...

...which turned into this beet and carrot bread and this part of a nutritious breakfast. 

I love the details of this outfit (note: that is a luscious silk Eileen Fisher maxi skirt, originally $212, with tags, that I snagged for $7. Thrifting is good).

Beverages. A killer bloody mary from my brunch with Betsy (so fun! I promise to share more details soon!), and waiting patiently in the early morning light for my Chemex coffee to brew.

I'm really happy with how my hair is growing out. Still weird and untameable, but somehow chic and sassy, too.

Okay, wish me luck on my voyage! I'll see you on the flip-side!!

Title song: John Denver, "Leaving on a Jet Plane" (does anyone else immediately think of this scene in Armageddon when they hear this song?)

{laundry day} Ice Cream Castles in the Air

The Rocky Mountains are home for me. Towering mountains, scores of Subarus, smiling, happy people, thrilled that their lives involve hiking, biking, and just generally being alive; these things signal home. But more than the smiling people, more than the vastness of the national forests, more than the old, western-style downtowns and malt shoppes and railroad depots, the thing that truly tells me that I've returned home is the sky. The sky, out west, goes on forever. Unlike the midwest or the windy city or the rolling hills of Wisconsin or the lake-filled terrain of Minnesota or the cornfields of western Illinois and Iowa, the sky in the Rockies is enormous. It takes up your whole world. And it changes. Immeasurably, minute by minute, it changes, until you go from crystal clear blue to torrential hail to deep afternoon cobalt to the clear night sky of the milky way.

The clouds look crisper there, the blue sky bluer, and the air distinctively cleaner. I love being at high altitudes. The lack of oxygen triggers your body to respond to each breath the way you never do at sea level. No amount of air is wasted, and you can feel the energy rising from each burst of new, clean breath. And hiking, getting up above it all, above the towns and cars and even the trees, makes you feel like you're even more a part of the sky than you already did. Up there, on the ridges and peaks and mountainsides of the snow-capped peaks (quite literally, despite the fact that it's late July), you feel as though there is nothing between you and the rest of the world. And truly, there isn't.

I'm not a religious person. I never have been. But the closest I ever come to feeling that overwhelming, indescribable sense of marvel about the world is when I'm up here, breathing the air and feeling the cold from the wind and the warmth from the sun. It's more of a moment of zen, a moment of pure oneness with my surroundings, with my life. A moment where everything that I've done, and everything that is yet to come, are joined in this sense of being entirely encapsulated by the sky. It's wonderful.

Title song: Joni Mitchell, "Both Sides Now"

Bonzie Corsetry

Available to order from

Bonzie

Kite Design Studios

11 Henrietta St ( next door to Gallweys Choc Café)

Viking Quarters

Waterford

www.bonziedesigns.com

Phone: 00353 86 1230696

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More Pink in Stock

Gals,

I've got to admit.... I'm not much of a gal for pink but in response to the overwhelming demand for pink/purple/blue this season in the new studio we have succumbed to the dark side so to speak. I have to say.... it's actually growing on me ( runs and hides!) . I'm finding myself more attracted to it day by day. I'm sure I'll get a medicated need for neutrals and mutes tones pretty soon but for now the pink posse is in town and the shop shelves are looking uber vibrant!

Selection of Fascinators available now from

Bonzie Designs

Kite Design Studio

11 Henrietta St

Waterford.

Glamorous

How many will understand what I'm doing here? Of course, I always wonder that and it's worked out so far.

edit- I put some vaseline on a piece of glass and put it in front of the lens. It was a bit challenging to work with. 

With a very respectful tip of the hat to Mr. George Hurrell, the king of  golden age, glam Hollywood photography. Some gorgeous examples can be seen Here.