Tuesday, June 23, 2009

My first "big girl" bed...

I'm going to be moving to the first place of my very own in a little over two weeks, yay! With that big step toward maturity, I'm also working really hard to reflect my introduction into the adult world in my sense of style. If you ask anyone who knows me, I think they'd say that I've developed a rather distinct style of my own. However.... while unique, it would also be fair to say that my taste can seem kind of all over the place (in a childish kind of way).

So, while I still have been having fun buying my usual "over the top" items to fill my new apartment with bohemian charm, I have also worked really hard to keep the majority of my decorating finds seeming classic and streamlined. My biggest obstacle began with my bed...

I found an article in Domino magazine back in 2006 entitled "7 ways to beautify your bed," which kind of spawned a monster... I became determined to have an outlandishly beautiful bed without breaking the bank or having it come off as too much like a princess bed. It was a daunting task, considering my inspiration bed was pulled off by the wonderful people at Domino for the low low price of $72/yard of fabric, a whopping $2000 for the upholstery job, and a total of 18 yards of fabric required. Impossible, right?


Wrong!

With a bit of hard work, I've managed to pull together my dream bed for a much more magical price.

Curtains Sheer white taffeta fabric about $7/yard, Hancock Fabrics
Curtain hardware 6' faux iron rod $12.99 each, and 3" brackets from $3.29 each, target.com
Bedding Victorian "scallop" bedding at $59.99, wshome.com

Doing my own sewing and buying material with a pre-finished curtain edge that was doubled-over on the roll, allowed me to stay under $50 for the total cost on the upholstery. And a little handiwork from my Dad on moving day will make for a unique, yet understated boudoir in my new aparment. Stop by later for fun before and after shots.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

25 Random Things About Me...

1. Nothing makes me happier than the site of a Christmas tree all decorated in lights. I know that normally it’s not so practical to keep one up for long, but since I’m still in college I’ve gotten used to leaving mine up in my dorm room for five months out of the year (while I still can).

2. My Christmas tree is peacock inspired, because peacocks are my favorite animal. The feathers of a peacock are so elegant and the colors of them just happen to be my favorites (purple, royal blue, and turquoise).

3. I love the smell of old books. Weird, I know… but it’s true. I think it goes back to my lifetime dream of eventually having a library something akin to the Beauty and the Beast library. To me, nothing is sexier than a man who loves to read.

4. I was drawing houses practically before I could write out a complete sentence and I have kept up a book of house plan designs of my ultimate house for just about that long. One of the first designs was made up of 101 floors, fifty for my childhood best friend Melissa, fifty for myself, and one for us to share. The plan has definitely evolved dramatically since then, but it’s still something that most people would consider similarly eccentric. For my entire life, I’ve felt a tug at my heart that one of my callings is to create a new architecture style.

5. My three biggest style influences in all aspects of life are art nouveau, Tiffany stained glass windows, and Chanel couture.

6. Besides constantly drawing as a child, my first big ambition was to become an elephant tamer in a traveling circus. When I shared that in my medical school interview in response to the question – “have you ever considered being something other than a doctor?” – I got some pretty big laughs.

7. I have since moved on from my desire to charm elephants. I have put my entire soul into the dream of becoming a doctor and I’m currently (ever-so-patiently) waiting with my fingers crossed for my medical school acceptance letter. There’s nothing that I’d love more than to be a doctor. Any day now I’ll find out…

8. The person I admire most in life would have to be an ophthalmologist named Robert Osher that I spent last summer studying with in Cincinnati. He could easily be compared to Galileo for all that he has done to revolutionize the cataract surgery field, and is the closest person I’d admit to enjoying the ideal of “having it all.” With five kids, an adoring wife, a job that brings a smile to his face every day, a library full of published literature that he himself wrote (in both the realms of children’s books, as well as ophthalmology journals), and a resume including travels to nearly every corner of the globe, his 65 years of living seem to be rather grand.

9. I’m considered a “snow bunny” by most, despite the fact that I usually only see a snowfall about one time a year in Arkadelphia. Snow has always seemed like a magical present sent to me from up above. I become almost childlike when a snow comes, spending all of the time (that I’m not outside making snow angels) with my nose pressed up against the window admiring it.

10. Inevitable footprints in the snow always make me blue.

11. If I could pick only one food that I would have to eat for the rest of my life, it would definitely be eggs. Scrambled, boiled, deviled, etc. = yum.

12. My actual favorite food is fresh pineapple.

13. I always anticipate the first sign of Queen Anne’s Lace wildflowers in bloom along the highway by my house. It’s such a lovely flower.

14. Catching a mysterious wink of a dear friend is always a cool, surreal moment to me.

15. Oddly, one of my favorite smells is that of latex gloves. I guess it’s a good thing I like it, since I want to become a doctor. The reason why I like it so much is because it’s the way I can always tell when my mom is home from work. She is a dental hygienist.

16. What makes me fall in love with a dog is their quirks. Like with my dog Holly right now, she always has the tendency to jump onto anything nearby just so she can get on eye level with me as I pass. That, and the fact that she likes to sit in chairs like a person is kind of odd, but cool.

17. As a child I always used to joke that if my Australian shepherd Lucky was a man, I would marry him. He was sweet, always good-natured with a goofy-looking grin on his face (yes, he really did smile!), smart, always smelled yummy (which was one of the oddest things… I’ve never met another dog that doesn’t smell), laid-back, and he didn’t run around too much. What better qualities could you ask for in a man? Ha ha…

18. Things I secretly envy most in others are the ability to play musical instruments, true gumption, and casual wit. Three people that epitomize those admirable qualities are my friend Emily Evans (a master of the French horn), my grandmother Mammy Eve (the queen of speaking her mind, damning the consequences, and still managing to capture the heart of every person she meets), and my uncle Tim (a pro at somehow managing to inspire laughs with nearly every word spoken).

19. I have an absolute aversion to anything that makes me feel dependent – such as phones, watches, and computers – despite the fact that I know I couldn’t completely escape them even if I tried. I always have a silent personal triumph on weekends when I do normally manage to avoid them. So, if you’ve wondered why I always seem to disappear from the face of the earth when Saturday roles around, now you know why.

20. I actually didn’t walk for the first time until I was nearly 2 years old and, as a result, I look like “The Great Pumpkin” in all of my pictures between age 6 months and 3 years. My mom talked to my pediatrician about me seeing a specialist and the next thing she knew - I was walking. I always just say that I enjoyed her carrying me around too much to learn to walk by myself. But she always equates that with my fear of driving cars, riding bicycles, and walking in roller skates. She just says I’m a big chicken.

21. I collect blue, turquoise, and brown teapots for my Alice in Wonderland inspired dining room that will be in my house someday. If only I could find one with three spouts like off of the movie; that would be really cool.

22. A hand written letter beats an email any day.

23. I secretly have always boycotted homecoming contests by never casting a vote. Popularity contests are the devil to me. They only serve the purpose of building a select few up at the expense of making the majority fell lousy. Imagine my surprise when I was selected as an OBU candidate this year and had to play the part. I didn’t vote for myself.

24. The best gift that a person can get me is a bouquet of flowers. As a baby, my mom couldn’t go too near the fake flower aisle of supermarkets, because I loved them so much that I would cry if we had to leave. While in elementary school, The Secret Garden was my favorite book and I created my own walled secret garden in my backyard complete with a fountain and a weeping willow tree.

25. I am an old soul.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

miércoles...

My Wednesday in 15 words would be...


pink roses, amino acids, four and a half hour test, happy texts, pizza, american idol.


Only one thing could make it better, a taste of each of these:


Friday, February 6, 2009

February 20th is the big day... I've been semi-dreading, semi-anticipating the arrival of February for some time now, because the 20th is the day that acceptance letters go out for medical school. I don't think I've ever been more nervous in my entire life. It's not that I don't think I have a chance of getting in; it's just that I know how very, very, very disappointed I'll be if I don't. I've put my entire soul into this dream. I've sacrificed over half of my life to it. And I could go on... but considering that just the thought of all of this makes me tear up these days, I have to try to think of something else.



Right, happy thoughts.



How about Ireland...





... an idyllic Irish cottage by the sea - happiness in a house, or the smell of my mom's cinnamon Christmas candy, or being pushed in a rope swing by someone who loves you, or picking wildflowers on a roadside of a highway close to home...

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

gŭmp'shən

gump⋅tion - 4 dictionary results
[guhmp-shuhn] noun, Informal.

1. fortitude and determination

2. capacity; shrewdness

3. common sense

4. guts; spunk


Origin: 1710–20; Scottish

Well, thanks to the Scots I've found my new years resolution.

Emily + Emily = Happiness

My sister Emily R. just wrote some happiness on my facebook. She said...

It has been snowing all day and every time I look at the window I think of you. I wish I could send some to your OBU Box.

What I wouldn't give for a glimpse of a few wondrous falling flakes. I almost darted to the window to press my nose up against the glass at just the thought of it, but alas... it's about 50 degrees out. Oh, well - as Scarlet O'Hara would say, "tomorrow is another day." He he...

I actually made the trek across campus a few minutes ago, because my sister Emily brought to mind the thought of another dear Emily that is also far, far away. I had written a letter to my best friend Emily Ann. Sealed in a bright red envelope, hopefully it'll bring a smile to her face in a few days. I really, really miss her. Actually, I don't know that it's actually hit me yet that I can't just pop over to Maddox dorm to meet her for Zumba class. Well, it has hit me, but I'm in a bit of denial. I guess that's why I've started thinking of her as Emily Ann. I mean, I love her husband to death (because he brings her so much joy), but I still have yet to bring myself to calling my friend by her new name. So, for the first time in our friendship, I've found myself calling her by her first and middle name. Weird, huh? I didn't even realize I was doing it until just a few days ago.

I really do miss both Emilys. I hope they're each having magical Tuesdays...

Friday, January 30, 2009

... And that's what led me here. This is my first blog. I know, how rare is it in this day and age to hear someone say that? But its true. I just don't want to keep my dreams all pent up anymore... I want to allow myself to imagine. Imagination is what keeps the soul alive. It is the source of hope.

And what person can't always use a little more hope? Hope and joy - those are definitely two words without bounds.