target mustard scarf j. crew chambray shirt canvas spicy cords thrifted boots
for the outside world, this outfit is much too warm. for the inside, air-conditioned, basement where i spend my working days, it is just barely warm enough. i pulled the colors for this outfit from this outfit, but i don’t have a gorgeous white winter coat (and honestly, i wouldn’t trust me with a white coat), so i summer-ized it with my thrifted boots.
if you’re on pinterest, it is hard to ignore the astounding amounts of crazy intricate nail art that floats around. i love my fair share of the hokusai, blue dragons, and hello kitty nails, but i’m one of those girls who keeps my nails short (um… by biting them), and can’t keep nail polish on my fingers for more than 72 hours (and unchipped for 48). so i’m sticking to styles i think i can manage.
one color, one sparkle? i can handle it.
i’m more likely to use two nail polishes, instead of gold leaf, but that doesn’t stop it from being totally cool.
i think a few pieces of tape could help make this a reality.
realistically, i think is maybe the most that i could possibly handle.
have you seen any great nails recently? any you think i’d like? do tell!
several weeks ago, in a PoPS update, i asked for reading suggestions, as i’ve been tearing through books recently. these were the first two suggestions i took.
the princess bride by william goldman
What happens when the most beautiful girl in the world marries the handsomest prince of all time and he turns out to be…well…a lot less than the man of her dreams?
As a boy, William Goldman claims, he loved to hear his father read the ‘S. Morgenstern classic, The Princess Bride’. But as a grown-up he discovered that the boring parts were left out of good old Dad’s recitation, and only the “good parts” reached his ears.Now Goldman does Dad one better. He’s reconstructed the “Good Parts Version” to delight wise kids and wide-eyed grownups everywhere.
What’s it about? Fencing. Fighting. True Love. Strong Hate. Harsh Revenge. A Few Giants. Lots of Bad Men. Lots of Good Men. Five or Six Beautiful Women. Beasties Monstrous and Gentle. Some Swell Escapes and Captures. Death, Lies, Truth, Miracles, and a Little Sex. In short, it’s about everything.
description from goodreads
i’d been meaning to read this for forever. it’s a great favorite of several of my favorite people, i don’t know how i’ve managed not to have read it up until now. and it totally stood up to the weight of my expectations: meta-fiction, tongue-in-cheek, high adventure, and true love at it’s best. many classic fairy tale and adventure tropes are tackled and improved by william goldman’s witty rapier of a pen. if you’ve seen the fabulous movie, you have a pretty good idea of the book. this is one of the few examples where the movie does the book justice, helped tremendously by the fact that william goldman wrote the book and the screenplay. and while they both feel true to the other, they each have their own charms, because william goldman really understands the merits and differences between telling a story as a movie and a book.
related story: this is among my cousin sara’s favorites, and she is nothing if not a discerning reader. her 1977 paperback copy that she’s had since childhood has been read so many times that it was beginning to fall apart, and the spine had cracked so that it was in two or three sections, and she took to transporting it in a sandwich baggy so as to not lose any portion of the book. i asked her once why she didn’t buy a new, sturdier, copy to replace it, as it is still in print and fairly easy to find. she is, it turns out, very partial to the old cover, and most of the new ones involve photographs from the movie as part of the cover (those are never as good, are they?). so i hopped onto abebooks and found her a copy with the same cover, just as old, but in better condition. i can’t tell you if she’s started toting that one around or not, as i haven’t seen her with her own copy of princess bride since then… but i thought i’d tell you the story anyways.
the fault in our stars by john green
Diagnosed with Stage IV thyroid cancer at 12, Hazel was prepared to die until, at 14, a medical miracle shrunk the tumours in her lungs… for now.
Two years post-miracle, sixteen-year-old Hazel is post-everything else, too; post-high school, post-friends and post-normalcy. And even though she could live for a long time (whatever that means), Hazel lives tethered to an oxygen tank, the tumours tenuously kept at bay with a constant chemical assault.
Enter Augustus Waters. A match made at cancer kid support group, Augustus is gorgeous, in remission, and shockingly to her, interested in Hazel. Being with Augustus is both an unexpected destination and a long-needed journey, pushing Hazel to re-examine how sickness and health, life and death, will define her and the legacy that everyone leaves behind.
description from goodreads
i knew if i asked for book recommendations from the PoPS audience, john green would be an inevitable one. he is, after all, one half of the youtube sensation that is the vlogbrothers, and our audience is nearly entirely made up of nerdfighters. i had a certain amount of hesitation in beginning this book, because, you know: dying kids. from the first page, hazel never pretends to be anything but terminal. but i’d read the reviews, so i knew (as much as you can know) that i would like this book. and guess what? it was great. i finished it a couple of weeks ago now, and it’s still lingering around in my thoughts, not ready to be shelved, which speaks well of it. i think i like it even more in retrospect than i did when i closed the book. one thing i really appreciated about the fault in our stars is that the characters were less interested in completing a bucket list of things that meant that they had really lived (a pretty standard dying-kid-story trope), and more interested in what kind of impact their lives would make. hazel repeatedly thought about how to minimize the impact her life had on other living beings (she was vegetarian, for example), and how to minimize the tragedy of her death on others, because this was what she could offer up to the world. this book is sweet, heartbreaking, and validating, but not necessarily in the ways you would expect it to be.
haha, sneaking this in just under the wire!
beatka’s orange sweater (ravelry page, blog post)
how gorgeous is this sweater? i think i’ve mentioned it at least once before, as possible inspiration for what to do with the fabulous malabrigo jake gave me for christmas.
sakura snow recently finished another series of drawings, in the form of a sketchbook, and made an extra charming gif of them. i love-love-love her line work and her creatures, and i get excited everytime she offers a peak at her work!
the noisy plume is an etsy shop that sells some seriously dreamy rings… i don’t think i could wear this (too big), but that doesn’t stop it from being pretttttttty.
for me for you recently posted this fab nick waterhouse music video, and i really really like this song. hence the sharing!
jake just purchased firefly on blue-ray, and we’ve been making our way through it again, which is pure joy. it sent me on a recent internet spree looking up various things firefly related, and i found these:
i found these on pinterest, and i *think* this is the original source here, correct me if i’m wrong!
have a great weekend, y’all!
target borrowed neon yellow shirt, black shoes
j.crew raspberry cardigan
thrifted element cerulean skinny cords
thrifted belt, bracelet
nooka bright orange watch that jake won as part of a burn notice thinger
i don’t own any neon… but ebew this month is neon, so i had to borrow some from mimi, resident neon-enthusiast! the sweater and the t-shirt are hers (thanks, mimi!). this is probably the most color you will ever see me wear.
the lip color is mac’s viva glam nicki. it smells like play-doh, and goes on very opaque.
i frosted most of them with the frosting that the recipe called for, and then when there were only a few sandwiches left to frost, i mixed some peanut butter in with the frosting for some homemade peanut butter oreos. we only had chunky peanut butter, though, so they are… extra textured!
i finally have a new FO to share with you! huzzah!
FO: triangle loop: coral and cream <– ravelry project page
pattern: triangle loop by erica-knits
yarn: stonehedge shepherds wool in coral and one skein of beautiful natural cream yarn from a b&b in ireland where my silster (that's my new slang for sister in law. it's much easier to say than sister in law. let's see if we can make it catch? it'll be so streets ahead. or fetch.) stayed, from a sheep on premises. there wasn't quite enough, so i used a few yards of fibranatura shepherd's own, leftover from maikke's hat.
needles: US size 8 (5mm) circulars
now, when i pulled out the crochet chain i made for the provisional cast-on, i realized that i was hella confused by the idea of kitchenering a colorwork row. and i definitely wanted it to look as seamless as i possibly could. what i ended up doing was pulling a piece of yarn through the cast-on edge, very loosely for the max elasticity, to make sure nothing would unravel and to have the least amount of bulk possible, and then re-creating (via kitchener stitch) the cast-on row. so there’s one row hidden under all of my knitting. but it looks seamless, and unless you go around squeezing the cowl, i doubt you would find the kitchenered edge.
here’s a picture from pinterest that shows what i did a little better:
so that, minus the bulk of the cast-on/cast-off. originally from anonyknits. click on through the pic to the original, or, hey here’s a link: anonyknits on seaming, if you want more pics of her process.
this location, by the way, is an old warehouse where we were shooting pops last weekend. the aesthetic part of me was like ‘oooooooooh, textures, ooooh, decay, oooooh, so pretty!’ and the sensible part of me was like ‘touch as little as possible and wash your hands about a dozen times’.
i believe i have told you all before that stonehedge fiber mills shepherds wool might possibly be my favorite basic worsted yarn of all time.
i’d been meaning to make this pattern forever. door sixteen grew my love of triangles, and you all know i’ve been into cowls… this FO isn’t actually the one i’ve been daydreaming about, though. this just happened. in my imagination, i adapted the cowl pattern into a version of this pin:
using this gorgeous palette, and turning the triangles into pinwheels. maybe this will still happen, but now you know about my daydream. that will have to be enough for now, my darlings.