Happy Sunday! After being stuck in bed with a migraine all day yesterday, I’m feeling extra perky and eager to take advantage of my pain-free head today. Alex and I are heading to brunch in Ballard, followed by a wander through some of my favorite shops. I’m on the hunt for some new office supplies: a pretty plant to fill an empty ceramic pot on my desk, and a new go-to pen (unsurprisingly, I’m very picky about my writing utensils). While I’m off shopping for sundries, give this week’s links of interest a scroll, why don’t you? Hopefully these pretty things will help ward off your Sunday scaries.
image via @lemon_laine
Last year on Black Friday, I was just a month shy of completing my year of no shopping, and keeping tabs on all the incredible sales felt like more than my self-control could bear. This year, I like to think that I took into account the lessons I learned from that time of austerity and spent the weeks leading up to today thinking about the recurring things I wanted, doing research to find pieces I loved and then culling that list to the bare minimum. Rather than a feeding frenzy or a complete dearth of purchases, my spending today has felt very measured, and I’m super excited about the pieces I have coming my way!
As you may have noticed, I took a bit of a hiatus from blogging at the beginning of the year. I was feeling pretty burned out after the rush of the holiday season, both here and at my nine-to-five job, so a break felt overdue. After a few months off, I returned feeling refreshed and more creatively excited than ever.
Lately, I’ve been positively brimming with new ideas—I pop up at night to write them down, I scribble them on post-it notes at work and I record them, line by line, in my Notes app on the bus during my evening commute. And it feels great. I’ve been getting back into the swing of blogging, with ambitious goals to match my renewed creative inspiration.
Image via Emily Henderson
Let me start by saying this: I blame Emily Henderson. I blame her for my sudden and unwavering obsession with all shades of the color blue. I blame her for my burgeoning menagerie of brass animal figurines. I blame her for my weirdly encyclopedic knowledge of artisan tile makers, but most of all I blame her for the private investigator-level of research I’ve achieved in my hunt for vintage seascape paintings.