Mormon Mom Skirt - to - Summer Scarf

August, you’ve come so soon. I don’t mind though. I know summertime is full of BBQ’s, sunny afternoons, warmness, swimming pools, yard sales, ice cream, rooftop bars, summer dresses, lake trips, beach trips, weekend getaways, lemon drops….lots and lots of lemon drops. And tons of other fun crap…but for me summer has not been good…it has not been good at all. 

I’ve been so busy with homework (yes…summer classes…the worst classes…too…cooooompressed), working full-time (although I do this year-round), weekends stuck doing research for law cases (a word from the not-so-wise…DON’T TAKE A BUSINESS LAW CLASS IN A 8 WEEK SUMMER TERM!), and Facebook creeping/hating on my friends who are actually having a California-like-picturesque summer.

Even though I’ve been leaving like the pale kids from the cartoon Recess…I did have time to make the most hideous “Mormon-mom” (NO OFFENSE TO ACTUAL MORMON MOM’S…my best friend Dana, a Mormon herself gave it that name), into an awesome breezy summer scarf (the likes of which I shall not wear for lack of actually going outside).

When I say I’m craftarded….I REALLY MEAN IT. But this was so easy. No sewing just scissors.  

  

And there you have it...easy as pie...never mind pie is so hard to make...easy as apple. You don't have to bake an apple. 

ROSY

Moonrise Kingdom

I had been meaning to write about this lovely little Wes Anderson film. I thought Moonrise Kingdom was enchanting. And the little actors did amazing. And of course in true Wes Anderson form, the music was fantastic. Especially the song below by Francoise Hardy (the song where the children danced).

You Touch Me, I Hear The Sound of Mandolins

I’m so in love with Nina Simone right now. Her voice is so different. Its strangely beautiful. Powerful. The first time I heard this song I think I was 18. My brother Marcos had picked me up from work and drove me home with the windows rolled down and we listened to David Bowie (he covered this song in 1976), sing “You touch me, I hear the sound of mandolins, you kiss me with your kiss my life begins. You’re spring to me, all things to me…don’t you know you’re life itself?”. The song was fu**ing magical to say the LEAST. And then I heard Nina Simone (she covered this song in 1959), sing it and now I’m completely torn on which is best. So I’m just going to say they’re both best. Both amazing. Both moving. Both perfect.

My sister thought Nina Simone was a man when she first heard her sing. She's got an unconventional beauty to match that unconventional voice.

Is there anyone that you think is unconventionally beautiful? 

Rosy

Throwback Cursh

Jane....efffing....Fonda. I love these old pictures of her. What a sweetheart. So gorgeous it almost makes you want to cry that you don't look like her! Look at that hair! Those Eyes! Those thighs! Beautiful...I have a total girl crush on her!  

Sincerely, 

I'm super jealous... 

Mi Casa

I'm lucky. I live in a little white house on top of a hill on a vineyard. In one of the most glorious parts of Oregon. The Willamette Valley. Today I decided to share some pictures of sunsets and sunrises I have enjoyed at my humble abode. Enjoy! 

Sun Deck: This is where I enjoy drinking coffee in the morning and a glass of wine in the afternoon  

My milkshake does not bring the boys to the yard. It brings cows...which in turn bring milk.  

The path to the only house in sight....MINE :) 

Oregon Sunset  

A little view of the Dundee Hills 

The Vineyard: My house is the little white one on the hill.  

What a beautiful place to live. Once again...I'm a lucky girl. I only pay $300 for rent (that includes EVERYTHING - cable, internet, electricity, water, ect). It's company housing. Perks of the corporate life! 

Rosy