Picture This

its true, I love my boyfriend. so when I was stuck home sick I found a ¬†batch of pictures from a disposable camera I used one of the times I was down in Savannah visiting him, and i found this picture of us that I LOVE. so in the spirit of valentines day i decided to use it in the heat of my crafty mood. My mom has a bunch of these white picture frames from IKEA, and I thought I would try and spruce it up a bit. I have always been a big collector of things. anything cute or small or shiny that i like I tend to throw in a bag knowing i’ll use it for something or other. I thought i would break out some of these bobbles for the picture frame.

The picture frame before i messed with it

the start

The dragonfly is an enamel brooch with a broken pin, and the little silver feather is a broken earring. the bells and fake pearls add I little bit of girly sparkle, I guess the little pink stars do to haha.

 

I admit, the little mouse is random..BUT SO CUTE!

 

just about finished.

 

pretty purple silk bows

 

more broken earrings, a lemon slice eraser and little plastic cherries, obviously!

 

I love the little amber stones!

So, im pretty happy with the end result. Its cute and girly, and there is a romantic and nostalgic feeling to me. I used up a lot of my random bobbles, but i had a lot of fun doing it and would like to keep trying this picture frame thing out with different types of materials. let me know what you think!

I Walked

As a born and raised New Yorker, walking (fast preferably) has always been something I am used to. And before moving down south for college, I hadn’t even really thought of any other way to get around, not even by bicycle. As soon as I got to Savannah bicycle is what I did, that is, until I got in a series of debilitating bicycle accidents that have probably scared me away from the two wheeled machines forever. That began my serious walking, which luckily was easy in a city as small as Savannah, and I could always get anywhere in the city within 45 minutes on my feet. After moving back to New York, I realized how much the subway actually takes away from the walking exercise I felt like I was getting down in the dirty dirty.

SO. Now, on my little visit down here I find myself walking again, especially when Herbie is away at work, and I am too scared to get on his fancy hipster fixed gear. My walk today took me from Ardsley Park to The Sentient Bean, about 30 minutes, and heres some snappies I took along the way.

Balloon Fair...love it