Showing posts with label pretty as a parapluie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pretty as a parapluie. Show all posts

12.30.2010

pretty on a plate


or cutting board. rarely have i seen celery look so pretty... nor sliced meats so tasty. or maybe i'm just hungry after the stomach-stretching holidays and craving something that does not contain massive amounts of starch and/or sugar. did i mention i'm fat.

rumpled

so i'm down to one set of bedsheets. i'm not sure what kind of respectable woman who resides in the land of thirty-something only has one set of bedsheets. i guess this kind, assuming i am respectable. but as mr. cordy, our peeping tom (he was prosecuted) shop teacher in middle school always said, "assuming makes an ass out of u and me." what's worse, my sheets are hand-me-downs from gracie the amazing AND they are torn and tattered. they were so darn soft and lovely that i believe they were particularly delicate and after a few years of washings (and such, i'll say no more) they are literally tearing to pieces. and yet for the life of me it's one of those to-dos that continues to fall through the i can't be bothered cracks. i can't count the number of times i've gone onto overstock, found a set of respectable thread count that seems too good to pass up, put it in my cart, but couldn't seem to click "checkout." so i put it upon my family to get me some new sheets for christmas, and my sister came through. but not so fast! when i went to wash the sheets this morning, much to my wondering eyes did NOT appear a fitted sheet. the package was clearly supposed to include a flat sheet, a fitted sheet and 2 pillowcases, but the blasted fitted sheet (the one most in need of replacement), was nowhere to be found!! it seems the cosmos does not want me to have new bedsheets. i can't imagine why the cosmos would care, but i do believe i will respect its wishes. for at least another couple weeks anyway.

cookies galore

this is actually an x-ray glimpse into my stomach after a happy happy christmas. i'm fat.

pretty as rosy hose

pretty, colorful tights are definitely one of my favorite style options these days. even with a run. and a hole in the big toe, which mine usually end up getting. is there anything more irritating than the feeling of your big toe poking through your tights and into your shoe?? i daresay there is not.

balls

bumballs! i mean, gumballs! that was a typo, but i have to leave it b/c "bumballs" just made me laugh.

pretty as a pink mini

via where the lovely things are

12.21.2010

pretty as a peacock

go-jiss. really, isn't it just amazing...

12.10.2010

pretty as a hallway

i always admired this Anthro rug and think it looks perfect in this nice crisp hallway. via

11.19.2010

let them look at cake

these are just amazing. rarely am i astounded by cakes, but these are pure artistry. via

eponymous

via

11.18.2010

imagination

that's what this picture sparks. oh to be a kid wandering up and down this spiral staircase. oh to be an adult wandering this staircase....

pic via

pretty as a polish


i've never in MY life had my nails french manicured, but this version i would consider. ok, i've considered, and i'll take it. je l'adore!
pic via

11.17.2010

globes galore

i stopped my globe collecting/hoarding awhile back, but that doesn't mean i can't still appreciate this beaut. unruly things

door to the world

via

pretty as a pixel






For his series The Land Surveyors, artist Christian Faur took photographs from the Great Depression, and, using a digital mapping technique, deconstructed each image down to its pixels. From there, he hand-cast thousands of crayons and then reassembled them into wooden frames to create artworks that resemble highly-pixelated images. Confused? Click through to get a better look at the end result.

By Christian Faur via bbblog

11.15.2010

pretty as a golden dress

i could see owning this dress simply to look at it everyday. and putting it on only to dance around the house.

pretty as an arrow

via design crush